Qin Dewen appeared approachable, not at all like a general, "No need outside, spending time with family?"
Song Tingfan nodded.
Qin Dewen had already heard from his subordinates that Song Tingfan's wife was a rare beauty. He originally thought it was an exaggeration, but now seeing her, it wasn't fake at all.
"Alright, you two take your time, I'm leaving."
After he left, Lin Qiao tentatively asked Song Tingfan, "Is he a general?"
"Yes, he's very powerful. He's never lost a battle." Song Tingfan spoke with a hint of admiration.
One can't help but be powerful if one succeeds in rebellion. Lin Qiao thought of how the antagonist in her dream was cursed endlessly after his rebellion, from his ancestors to unborn children.
She was anxious.
Before she could make sense of the past, the future plot unfolded.
...
From eating noodles to going home, Song Tingfan noticed Lin Qiao was distracted the entire time. He frowned slightly, "What's bothering you?"
