"How can you blame me for Aunt Su's injury? You are also unintentional. It's not a death." Sun Raoxiao in the art troupe put his hands on Wen Huihui's arm, staring at Song Yan with fierce eyes.

Before Ye Jue got married, he was the number one person selected in their art troupe. After Ye Jue married his wife, his wife became the number one public enemy in the art troupe.

No matter what Song Yan is like, in Sun Raoxiao's eyes, she is a vixen who seduces Ye Jue.

Other female soldiers from the art troupe also gave Song Yan a bad idea.

Song Yan laughed sarcastically, and then said loudly: "Have you all the three views of yours been eaten by dogs? My mother was pushed down and sprained her left hamstring bone. This is not a problem. Is it a matter of my mother's life a matter? And you, Wen Huihui, did I do anything to you just now?"

Wen Huihui sells sympathy, poor, wronged, to harm her character. Why should she be polite to her? The teacher's daughter is amazing.

Wen Huihui had tears in her eyes, and she gently bit her lips, and her aggrieved arises on her face. Then, she shook her head and said, "No."

"Then did I say you scold you?" Song Yan raised her face slightly, with a bit of confidence. The guards guarding the gate threw their eyes from time to time.

They saw it all the way just now. Battalion Commander Ye’s wife did not scold Wen Huihui or did not deal with her. Instead, she attracted a group of female soldiers from the art troupe to question. The people they watched were nervous for Song Yan, afraid that Song Yan would be bullied and suppressed directly. That was a symbol of their secretly hiding in their hearts to marry a wife.

On this end, Wen Huihui explained in a crying voice: "No, Song Yan didn't say anything to me, nor did she scold me. She is very good, don't say that to her."

Wen Huihui thought she would welcome others' favor and win back her image, but some people did not cooperate.

"Since I didn't say anything and scold you, why are you crying?" Song Yan's voice louder again.

The smile on Wen Huihui's face suddenly froze to her mouth.

Does the person who did not say that she didn't scold her but instead cried makes people think that Wen Huihui is spoiled, or better explain it as: artificial!

The passing female soldiers and male soldiers occasionally cast strange gazes at Wen Huihui.

In their impression, Wen Huihui only deals with people with high positions and rarely gets along with soldiers from the bottom. Therefore, these soldiers who work hard at the bottom call her the proud white swan, which is actually ugly, is snobbish.

Now that Song Yan said this, looking back at Wen Huihui, shed tears and looked aggrieved, making people feel that she was pretending.

People didn't say you didn't scold you, but you made it look like someone was doing something wrong with you. People who don't know thought Song Yan was a bad woman and did something very bad to you.

Some people think that Wen Huihui is so ugly, and they can't help but sneer with gloating.

Look, the white swan finally has a goose that can suppress her, so the white swan is anxious.

Wen Huihui saw more and more passing soldiers looking at her, and with the words that Song Yan had just said to wipe her face, she was anxious and annoyed, but she didn't dare to do it, so she had to say even more aggrievedly: "Song Yan, I am sad for Aunt Su. Aunt Su was injured when she was young, but now she has injured her legs again. She must have suffered a lot. I will go over and apologize to Aunt Su."

"No!"

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