omfortable than she had been working in the youth team, although her body was tired, her heart wasn't.When work was done at night, Hua's daughter-in-law stuffed her with several large steamed buns and...The young clerk before him wore his contempt and indifference plainly on his face.

It's like he stole something precious from them, or...their heart.

However, if Ning Yuan and Li Yan had ever been a couple...

Then Ning Yuan really seemed to be in a difficult situation, forced to marry him and separating from Li Yan.

Rong Zhaonan lowered his eyes, not knowing why there was a similar displeasure in his heart, and a secret, malicious sense of satisfaction.

Well, even if that little agent really did have something with Li Yan, she's still his wife in name only right now.

Li Yan watched Rong Zhao'nan stand there with his head bowed, wearing loose and ill-fitting clothes patched up in several places.

As thin as a bamboo pole, with a pale and delicate face. He wore glasses, giving him an air of scholarly refinement that was tinged with gloom.

lacking all vibrancy and energy, even afraid to look at himself straight on.

He felt a surge of disgust and pain in his heart—had Ning Yuan actually married someone like this

"These are all the cadres who came down from above to conduct ideological reviews on you." Li Yan frowned and said.

Rong Zhaonan looked at the other red-sleeved guards who had stood up. They weren't the usual ones who often came to inspect.

"Alright, take us to where you work and make your modifications," said a tall man in blue-gray worker's clothes with a red armband, rising from his seat.

Li Yan suddenly spoke up: "I still have some things to attend to at the village committee office. Let's have a few of our companions go with us."

If it wasn't for the special checkup arranged earlier, he wouldn't have wanted to see Rong Zhaonan at all.

"Alright, Li Yan Tong, stay busy. Then let's just go ourselves." The tall man nodded.

Several of his cronies roughly pushed Rong Zhaonan: “Come on, what are you daydreaming about here!”

Rong Zhaonan was pushed and stumbled, he steadied himself with his glasses, lowered his head and walked out obediently. "Okay."

He was quite surprised that Li Yan didn't intend to get even with him. He had already prepared himself for a day of suffering.

As it turns out, just like Ning Yuan said, he is a truly upright person.

She really... knows Li Yan so well.

Rong Zhaonan sneered, a smirk curling his lips. "Heh heh."

The old branch secretary, who was also the production captain of the village brigade, watched as Rong Zhaonan was pushed and shoved away by several assistants.

He couldn't help but whisper, "Doctor Rong wouldn't have anything happen to him, would he..."

Dr. Rong's years of demotion were truly difficult, especially the first two years, where he suffered every other day.

The villagers were injured while working, and a snakebite occurred. It was Dr. Rong who helped.

Before, they were all from the county or commune. He could at least speak a few words to help them out. But now they are all from the city.

Li Yan's face darkened: "I don't know either. This time, it's a inspection team from the city."

I just hope this little troublemaker, doesn't cause any problems today. Gets caught with their tail between their legs and drags Ningyuan down with them.

The old secretary sighed: "It's not easy for Rong Daifu, and it's not easy for Xiaoning either."

Since marrying Rong Zhaonan, Ning Yuan has made great efforts to live and integrate into the village. This is evident to everyone.

He didn't mind Ning Yuan approaching him, the production team leader, because Ning Yuan wasn't like some of the deceitful people in the intellectual youth team.

That girl had no ill intentions; she just wanted to improve her circumstances and live a good life.

Li Yan mumbled, "She could have chosen not to marry him back then." contracted beneath him, struggling desperately."Haha...... I was wrong...... I...... I was wrong...... Haha...... Help!"Rong Zhaonan watched her curled up in his arms like a ball, begging for mercy....