Feng Qingyun was only seventeen this year. Although she had witnessed the revolutionary romances of her two older nephews and the joys and sorrows of men and women in the military, she herself had no understanding of love.
In her view, Wa Zhanpeng's presence brought her a great deal of trouble.
Wasn't Wa Zhanling's picking a fight entirely because of Wa Zhanpeng?
I do not kill Bo Ren, yet Bo Ren dies because of me.
"No matter how exceptional Comrade Wa Zhanpeng is, he's no different from an unfamiliar comrade in my eyes. Other comrades haven't caused me nearly this much trouble." Feng Qingyun told this to Feng Qingxue firmly, so she was resolute in cutting ties, "I have performance tasks, I have study tasks, and I'm super busy. No way am I getting entangled with Wa Zhanpeng's family!"
Feng Qingxue touched her braided pigtail and asked, "What was Comrade Wa Zhanpeng's reaction?"
