Chapter 13:
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Marshal’s Cannon Fodder Spouse [Transmigration]
- 弃脂焚椒
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- 2021-03-03 03:09:22
Meng Jinhuai, who had just finished his work, was wearing a black double-breasted military uniform and leather gloves of the same color on his hands. At this time, he was revealing an unusually dangerous aura... Duan Heng, who was sitting on the ground and not getting up. When Xing saw the other party, his face immediately paled, and he hurriedly lowered his head a little nervously and shouted: "Yuan...Sir Marshal..."
Meng Jinhuai ignored Duan Hengxing, and didn't even give him an extra look. In the silence, Master Marshal walked straight to Duan Hengye's side, "Are you okay?" When Meng Jinhuai said this, it was like a different person, and his tone was extremely gentle with his head down. However, it may be due to the fact that Meng Jinhuai had just left the military department. The momentum of Meng Jinhuai's body did not converge as before. Although he deliberately slowed down his tone, he still had a strong sense of unfamiliar oppression in Duan Hengye's view.
Duan Hengye suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart. Although he was far away from family disputes in his previous life, he had also faced the patriarchs of various ancient martial families all day long. In Duan Hengye's view, Meng Jinhuai's aura is far superior to them.
This kind of aura and a sense of oppression can only be found by those who have walked out of the battlefield, and are washed out from countless blood and death.
Suppressing the uneasy deep in his heart, Duan Hengye tried to calmly raise his head as usual and said, "It's okay."
"That's good," Meng Jinhuai said with a smile on Duan Hengye, "In the future, this kind of thing can be handled by a personal assistant."
"Okay." Duan Hengye didn't want to bother about this dude brother anyway, he remembered those who can handle the trouble in his heart. When Duan Hengye nodded, Meng Jinhuai finally patted his shoulder gently and said, "Okay, let's go to the banquet hall for a walk."
As the marshal's spouse, appearing at the banquet with Meng Jinhuai is of course an essential part. Duan Heng nodded at night and put away Guangnao and walked towards many places with Meng Jinhuai. The two ignored the embarrassed Duan Hengxing, but when passing by someone sitting on the ground, Duan Hengye clearly saw his uncontrollable tremor...
When he was about to walk into the crowded hall, Meng Jinhuai suddenly took two steps forward and took Duan Hengye's hand.
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In an instant, there were countless exclamation marks in Duan Hengye’s mind. He reflexively wanted to withdraw his hands, but his reason and past memories told himself: The original owner and Meng Jinhuai do often appear in public holding hands. .
After all, who called them their legal partners?
Although Duan Hengye in the last life did not have the weird temper of the original owner, he was still a very nerdy person in the eyes of the people around him, or he was withdrawn. Although he was aware of his sexuality when he read the Gou Xue novels in his early years, it is now his first adulthood to hold hands with others.
Not only does Meng Jinhuai's hand look good-looking, the slightly cool body temperature, coupled with the thin calluses on the palm, will really give people the illusion of touching a jade sculpture. At this moment, Duan Hengye’s fingertips couldn’t help but tremble slightly. So far, he admired Meng Jinhuai even more... As expected of the Meng elder in his heart, he could naturally kill someone who tried to kill him. People lead up. Duan Hengye couldn't help but continue to look up quietly, Meng Jinhuai still did not change his face and even smiled, as if he was really holding his lover in his hands.
Regardless of the twists and turns in the hearts of these two people, they are indeed very close in the eyes of others. When they reached the center of the banquet hall, almost everyone's eyes were fixed on them.
"Good afternoon, Marshal Meng and Professor Duan, I have heard of the name for a long time." A fat man stepped forward to greet the two. The speaker was the prime minister of the Yetian Empire, probably because of the war. Compared to the military commander Meng Jinhuai, his presence was not high, but he was also one of the top political figures in the Yetian Empire.
However, neither the original owner nor Duan Hengye showed much interest in imperial politics. When Meng Jinhuai and the Prime Minister began to chat, he slowly pretended to unconsciously withdrew his hand from the other's hand. After finally pulling his hand out, Duan Hengye finally discovered that beside the prime minister, someone had been watching him silently while drinking.
Seeing Duan Heng looking back at night, he also raised the glass in his hand very generously and said, "Good evening."
Duan Hengye finally remembered that the man opposite was named Wen Mujia, the heir to a well-known interstellar technology company. As a typical rich N generation, Wen Mujia lived a low-key life, and perhaps the most famous deed in his previous life was that he had chased Meng Jinhuai in his early years.
Almost all interstellar people have heard of this, and even a large part of gossip lovers still know that as "rivals" Wen Mujia and the original owner have never been very close...
If it were placed in the past and received this provocative look, the original owner would definitely have a black face with him. But who has already changed a person in this shell now, Duan Hengye was really anxious to get a divorce from Meng Jinhuai... So Wen Mujia, who provoked the other side how many times, first realized the feeling of a punch on the cotton.
Although the two have not met a few times, the magical intuition between rivals still exists. After seeing the other person's indifferent appearance, Wen Mujia immediately realized that Duan Hengye had changed. His smile slowly faded from his face, and Duan Hengye's gaze also turned to inquiry.
However, Duan Hengye really didn't want to talk about this "former rival". He didn't like the atmosphere at the banquet, so he left here after a short time. Unlike his indifference, from turning around to leaving the hall completely, Wen Mujia's sight has never left Duan Hengye's back...
Outside the banquet was a piece of grass. Duan Hengye saw it when he left the house. I don't know when a large group of children came on the extremely quiet lawn. The children who were brought to the banquet by their families were still stunned at first, but after a while they ran out because of boredom. At this time, a bunch of children wearing Chinese clothes are chasing and playing in the garden, and from time to time someone accidentally falls to the ground. The surrounding robots looked a little anxious, and the orange reminder lights were turning around behind their little master.
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It's true that Duan Hengye likes cute children, but that doesn't mean that he can tolerate the noise of bear children. He only glanced at the lawn and planned to make a detour, but before Duan Hengye had completely turned around, he was pulled back by a loud cry.
I saw Dongfang You, who had just met him, sat down on the ground, her beautiful blue skirt was also torn, and her whole person looked very embarrassed. The person standing opposite Dongfang You was...Meng Jinhuai's nephew.
Duan Hengye's right eyelid suddenly jumped.
This is a character not mentioned in "Dumping Interstellar". Fortunately, his existence can be found in the memory of the original owner. The Meng Jinhuai family has been in the army for generations. In recent years, the situation in the Yetian Empire has been poor, and the family has also sacrificed many people for it. The child in front of him was Meng Hexi, the child of Brother Meng Jinhuai. After his parents died in battle, he followed Duan Hengye.
Master Marshal is not omnipotent. Because of his busy schedule, Meng Jinhuai didn't have much time to look after the child. In Duan Hengye's view... Meng Hexi will become the same boy as the original master's younger brother if he develops like this.
Although he didn't want to get involved in the contradictions of these children, Dongfang You had clearly seen Duan Hengye. The little girl not far away flattened her mouth a little aggrievedly, and then shouted in the direction of Duan Hengye who turned her body, "Professor Duan..."
Almost all the family members of the children present are senior military officials, so this is naturally not the first time they have seen Duan Hengye. Seeing this uncle, who had always been very serious in his impression, approached sternly, the children immediately became nervous.
Duan Hengye didn't want to control other people. He walked quickly and raised Dongfang You and asked: "What's wrong?" After he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that this scene was a bit familiar... The exchange between himself and Lan Jingchi a while ago seemed like That's it.
After being supported by Duan Hengye, the little girl immediately rubbed her eyes and complained: "Yes... it's Meng Hexi, he pushed me!" After hearing this, Duan Hengye first called the other children around. gone. He slowly walked to Meng Hexi's side and frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"
Although not more murderous than Meng Jinhuai, Duan Hengye's cold temperament is still terrifying to children. After all, Xiao Meng is not a real dude. After a while, he bit his lip and lowered his head to admit: "Yes, but I didn't mean it..."
Hearing the other party’s excuse, Duan Hengye said very unacceptably:
It’s useless to explain this. I apologize.
Because the nominal guardians Meng Jinhuai and Duan Hengye have not been at home, the young master Meng Hexi has always been at home. The attendants and school classmates hold the grown up. Now Duan Hengye suddenly asked him to apologize to Dongfang You, and Meng Hexi was naturally unwilling.
"No, her father is an admiral, but my uncle is..."
Children generally don't care about the status of family members. Now Meng Hexi can say that, someone must repeat their status and status in his ears all day long. Duan Hengye's face became more ugly, "Because your uncle is Meng Jinhuai, so you can bully others?" He couldn't help raising his voice.
Meng Hexi was taken aback by Duan Hengye’s sudden louder voice, but it’s not over yet. Duan Hengye increased his speed and asked: "According to this, your uncle was fighting abroad because he came back to bully or rule. Someone else?".
After hearing Duan Hengye say this, Meng Hexi couldn't help but burst into tears. The tears fell so fast that Dongfang You hadn't even realized what had happened. Seeing Meng Hexi crying, she carefully pulled Duan Hengye's hem and said, "Professor Duan... it's okay, I won't cry now, don't be fierce Meng Hexi."
"..." Duan Hengye was silent, is it really like bullying a child?
Nevertheless, he still felt that Meng Hexi's words were very excessive. Duan Hengye stopped talking, but stood there silently watching Meng Hexi. After not knowing how long, the child finally stopped crying with a whistle, wiped his face and then hiccuped and said, "Yes... I'm sorry."
Hearing the apology, Dongfang You was also stunned. She opened her eyes and replied "It's okay." Seeing that Duan Hengye finally squatted down a little disgusted and handed the handkerchief she carried to Meng Hexi.
After receiving the handkerchief, Meng He drew his nose and wiped away the tears and mucus on his face. After the mood calmed down, the child handed the handkerchief back to Duan Hengye, "Thank you, auntie." He said very naturally.
Auntie?
Hearing that, Duan Hengye even forgot the dirty handkerchief in his hand. He only felt a basin of cold water poured down from his head. "Change the name" he got up and said to Meng He solemnly, "call me Professor Duan."
"Huh?" Meng He stunned for a while, then whispered "Professor Duan" while sniffing.
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What Duan Hengye didn't know was that Meng Jinhuai saw everything that happened here.
At a certain moment, the figure of Duan Hengye in Meng Jinhuai's eyes seemed to overlap with the boy at the banquet more than ten years ago... The marshal's eyes could not help showing a trace of gentleness-without any falsehood. It's just that the tenderness only existed for a moment.