Married to the army by mistake, abstinent boss becomes addicted to pampering his wife

Chapter 320 Do I look pregnant to you?
Upon hearing that Jiang Moli was going to resign, Yang Liqiong's face showed a rare hint of surprise.

When was the decision made?

"I've always been lazy and gluttonous since I was a child, and I don't have any great ambitions. Now that Lu Cheng has been promoted to regimental commander, it's good for me, as the regimental commander's wife, to follow along with him."

Yang Liqiong did not agree with these remarks.

Women can have their own careers and lives, and are not merely appendages of men.

However, she also expressed respect and understanding for Jiang Moli's choice.

"Have you submitted your resignation letter? When are you leaving?"

Jiang Moli smiled and said, "The report is finished, but I haven't submitted it yet. I thought I'd let you know first."

Hearing this, Yang Liqiong felt a sense of satisfaction from being valued.

After thinking for a moment, she suggested to Jiang Moli, "Why don't you apply for a leave of absence without pay first? If you don't adapt well there, you can always come back."

"As expected of a leader, he's so thoughtful. After I finish this cup of coffee, I'll change my resignation application to a suspension application."

Jiang Moli said with a smile.

Even though she knew that taking a leave of absence without pay was unnecessary, she didn't want to go against her friend's good intentions.

Yang Liqiong looked at her warmly, "There will always be a place for you here. Come back if you're unhappy."

"Qiongqiong, don't be so good to me, I'll miss you."

Yang Liqiong didn't understand her hidden meaning. "Then stay here and don't leave."

Jiang Moli laughed it off, "I'm afraid that won't work."

As Jiang Moli left Yang Liqiong's office and passed the rehearsal hall, she couldn't help but glance at it a couple more times.

A whole bunch of young girls with slim waists, long legs, and pretty faces—it's a feast for the eyes.

When Fan Qiuyun saw her, she stopped rehearsing and came out.

"Director Jiang, are you free tomorrow night?"

"Is Comrade Fan inviting me to dinner?"

"I'm treating our dance troupe to dinner tomorrow night. If you have time, come along."

Jiang Moli looked the other person up and down. "What, you've struck it rich?"

Fan Qiuyun suppressed the urge to roll her eyes, her tone brimming with pride, "I've been promoted. From now on, I'll be the official captain of our dance team."

Jiang Moli suddenly realized, "Then I have to treat you. You don't mind if I bring another friend, do you? You know her, Qian Ling."

Fan Qiuyun readily agreed, "Okay, no problem."

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The next day after work, Jiang Moli took Qian Ling and Fan Qiuyun and her group out to eat.

The place to eat was diagonally opposite the cultural troupe, a guesthouse under the jurisdiction of the military region.

Because they regularly entertain leaders and visitors from various levels of government, they also set up a canteen for internal staff only.

Fan Qiuyun's dance team has a total of 17 members, plus Jiang Moli and Qian Ling, which filled two tables.

The menu is quite simple: three meat dishes, three vegetable dishes, and a soup.

However, considering Fan Qiuyun's position and income, this arrangement is quite good.

Since it's a rare opportunity to get together for a meal, we naturally have to drink to liven things up.

Fan Qiuyun ordered a dozen beers, which were divided among the two tables, with each person drinking about half a bottle, so they weren't worried about getting drunk.

Fan Qiuyun is the main character tonight, and she will inevitably be toasted by everyone.

Before Fan Qiuyun got drunk, Jiang Moli also took Qian Ling to congratulate Fan Qiuyun.

"Captain Fan, congratulations on your promotion."

After Jiang Moli finished speaking, she nudged Qian Ling with her elbow.

Qian Ling understood and replied, "Captain Fan, you are our role model, and we should all learn from you in the future. Today, let's raise a glass to wish you a bright future and boundless success."

Qian Ling is a broadcaster; she speaks clearly and with great emotion.

Fan Qiuyun was pleased to hear this and became much warmer towards Qian Ling. "Thank you. From now on, we're friends. Don't be so polite."

Just as Jiang Moli was about to drink from the wine glass, a hand reached out from the side and snatched the glass away.

"Jiang Moli, you still dare to drink!"

Seeing Lu Tingting's puffed-up face, Jiang Moli couldn't help but chuckle. "Where did you come from?" Lu Tingting glared at her, her eyes practically spitting fire. "Don't you know your own health condition? Aren't you afraid of causing trouble..."

Lu Tingting managed to hold back and didn't reveal Jiang Moli's "pregnancy" to the public.

"Anyway, if you dare to drink again, I'll tell Grandma and Uncle!"

Jiang Moli didn't like drinking beer, and this was only her first glass. She thought she'd just have a little something to show off and get Qian Ling to become familiar with Fan Qiuyun.

Distracted by Lu Tingting, she went along with it, saying, "I haven't been feeling well these past few days, so let my niece drink this glass of wine on my behalf."

Fan Qiuyun naturally had no objections.

Lu Tingting didn't contradict Jiang Moli, and instead tilted her head back and gulped down the entire glass of beer.

After finishing their drinks, Lu Tingting sat down to eat with Fan Qiuyun at her invitation.

There wasn't much food left on the table, and after drinking a glass of beer, Lu Tingting put down her chopsticks after only a few bites.

She stayed not for a bite to eat, but to keep an eye on Jiang Moli.

The dinner ended with Fan Qiuyun passing out drunk.

It was still the first month of the lunar calendar, and the nights were still bitterly cold.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Jiang Moli hunched her shoulders and exclaimed how cold it was.

Lu Tingting glanced at her bare neck and asked, "Where's your scarf?"

Jiang Moli blinked: "I forgot to take it at work."

"Why didn't you just leave yourself at work? You'd be freezing to death!"

Lu Tingting kept rambling on, but her hands deftly took off her scarf and wrapped it around Jiang Moli's neck.

The chunky wool scarf, warmed by the girl's body heat, was quite cozy.

Jiang Moli lowered her head and sniffed the scarf. "How long has it been since you washed it? It smells."

"If you're not going to surround it, give it back to me. If you are, be happy. Why are you being so picky?"

Jiang Moli grinned and said, "It smells nice, like milk.

Lu Tingting blushed, put her hands in her pockets, and strode forward.

Watching her huffing and puffing back, Qian Ling whispered to Jiang Moli, "Your niece is quite nice to you. She helped you drink and even gave you her scarf. But wasn't your scarf in your bag?"

Jiang Moli laughed, "Just teasing her, what a silly girl~"

Qian Ling agreed with this statement; her eldest niece was indeed a bit silly.

Then he inquired about Jiang Moli's health, "Moli, are you pregnant?"

Qian Ling guessed that Lu Tingting wouldn't let Jiang Moli drink alcohol.

Qian's mother works at a maternal and child health hospital. She has learned a thing or two from what she sees and hears, and knows that pregnant women cannot drink alcohol.

Jiang Moli touched her face. "Do I look pregnant?"

Qian Ling studied her carefully for two seconds, "She looks like her."

"Thank you!"

When they arrived at the station, Jiang Moli took out a wool scarf from her bag and gave it to Lu Tingting.

Lu Tingting glared at her, "Didn't you say you forgot your scarf at work?"

"You have a bad memory, so stay close to me. If you catch a cold, I'll have to pay for your medical bills."

Lu Tingting snorted and took the scarf, wrapping it around her neck.

There are few buses at night, only one every half hour.

Bored while waiting, and with the weather cold, the aroma of roasted chestnuts wafted from the stall across the street.

Jiang Moli took out a dollar and asked Lu Tingting to weigh out two jin of roasted chestnuts.

Lu Tingting glanced at her and asked, "Can you finish eating all of this?"

"We'll divide it into two bags. We'll eat one bag, and your grandparents can take the other one back with them."

Upon hearing this, Lu Tingting took the money and went to the other side.

Jiang Moli and Qian Ling chatted while waiting to eat their roasted chestnuts.

"Lingling, what are your plans for the future?"