Chapter 120: No Right to Interfere

It was no exaggeration to say that the very first second Sun Xiaojing saw Zhong Xiao, she was utterly stunned by her beauty.

Even from several meters away, Xiaojing could see that Zhong Xiao's skin was as delicate and fair as fresh winter snow, with a faint blush gracing her cheeks. She had an exquisitely beautiful oval face, with a jawline as refined as fine porcelain.

Her lively, beautiful eyes were striking and clear, their outer corners tilting upward slightly, carrying a hint of pride that set her apart from others.

Today, Zhong Xiao had styled her hair into an elegant low bun, with a few stray strands draping softly against her neck.

She wore a pure red silk qipao that Jiang Yuan had bought for her just yesterday. The collar was trimmed with lovely lace, and the frog closures were shaped like orchids, carved from mother-of-pearl. Faint patterns of interlocking vines were embroidered onto the fabric.

The qipao hugged the exquisite curves of her figure, highlighting a waist so slender it could be held in a single hand, utterly graceful.

Sun Xiaojing had never seen such a stunning beauty.

Even in the world decades later, such rare beauty would be hard to find in an entertainment industry teeming with gorgeous women.

She had never imagined that in this era, there could exist a woman of such radiant beauty.

Seeing her stand frozen in place and noting the way she looked at her, Zhong Xiao guessed who the newcomer was.

She must be the liaison officer who had returned from studying abroad, whom Director Cao had mentioned earlier.

Zhong Xiao could sense the hostility this sudden visitor harbored toward her.

Yet, she had absolutely no memory of this woman.

In her past life, she had not come to Taizhou Island at all, leaving her completely in the dark about Song Tingshen's social circle here.

"Xiaoxiao, come, let me introduce you," Zuo Lan said with a smile, introducing her to Zhong Xiao. "This is Tingshen's liaison, Sun Xiaojing. She and Tingshen have always gotten along well. This is your first time meeting."

Zhong Xiao smiled, stepped closer, and extended her hand. "Hello, I'm Zhong Xiao, Tingshen's wife."

Sun Xiaojing shook her hand.

Seeing Zhong Xiao up close shook Sun Xiaojing to her core.

She was even more beautiful than she appeared from afar.

Sun Xiaojing was considered a beauty herself. Before Zhong Xiao's arrival, she had been regarded as the flower of the military compound, admired by many male comrades.

But because of her reserved nature, she had turned down almost all social invitations.

Seeing that she remained silent, Zhong Xiao continued with a smile, "I'm sorry, Tingshen was injured during a previous mission and can't recall many things from the past. Please don't mind."

Sun Xiaojing said "Of course not" aloud, but in her heart, she knew better.

Song Tingshen had definitely not lost his memory.

After exchanging a few superficial pleasantries, Sun Xiaojing suddenly turned her head as if remembering something. Looking at Song Tingshen, she said:

"Oh, by the way, Commander Song. I intercepted a telegram on my way here that concerns your regiment. That is why I took the liberty of coming to find you. Would it be convenient for you to step outside with me for a moment?"

Sun Xiaojing's excuse was flawless.

Since it was an intercepted telegram, it fell under military secrets. According to regulations, it could only be conveyed one-on-one to ensure accountability.

Therefore, even though everyone present was Song Tingshen's closest family, he still had to excuse himself to avoid any breach of security.

Sure enough, Song Qingfeng urged, "Tingshen, in that case, go with Xiaojing quickly. Don't delay."

Seeing this, Song Tingshen glanced at Sun Xiaojing. Without saying anything to her, he turned back to Zhong Xiao and said softly:

"I'll be right back. Rest at home for a bit, and I'll return as soon as possible so we can go over for the wedding feast together."

What feast? The wedding feast, of course.

Sun Xiaojing felt that Song Tingshen had said those words deliberately for her benefit.

The two walked out of the Song family home. They had barely taken a few steps into the military compound when Sun Xiaojing could no longer contain herself and spoke up directly.

"Tingshen, have you really lost your memory?"

Song Tingshen remained silent.

Sun Xiaojing stopped in her tracks.

"I knew my guess was right. Why are you pretending to have amnesia? Tingshen, what on earth happened during the year I was away?"

"And your fiancée... where did she come from? What is her background? Why did you suddenly marry her?"

"All of this is just too sudden... I... I can't accept it."

Sun Xiaojing's expression was filled with pain.

Song Tingshen, however, remained as indifferent as ever, distancing himself with just a few words.

"Comrade Sun, what you are saying has nothing to do with the matter you sought me out for, does it? These are my private affairs and have nothing to do with the telegram."

"My wife's background has already been vetted and approved by the military leadership. You need not concern yourself with it."

"As for whether you accept it..." Song Tingshen's brow furrowed slightly. "Comrade Sun, whether you accept it or not has nothing to do with me. You have no right to interfere. You have overstepped."