Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander
Chapter 281 - 203: The Triple Unity Mega- - _4

Chapter 281: Chapter 203: The Triple Unity Mega-Chapter_4

Zhou Mikang’s expression briefly betrayed his discomfort. Indeed, he had been somewhat upset just now; they were married, yet he was not allowed to show up, which felt like a sign of disrespect.

However, today he truly understood that when his little wife once said she wanted to become a qualified doctor, she wasn’t playing around. Back when she told him not to pick her up, insisting on being recognized through her own abilities, he had thought she was just trying to stop him from appearing on the scene. Now he realized he had wronged her.

He had to admit, originally, although he had agreed to let her work after marriage, his plan had been to arrange an easy job for her and consider giving her extended sick leave once they had a baby, just as his mother had stayed at home.

Now, he realized he really didn’t know her well enough.

And yet, upon reflection, he felt truly conflicted. Wasn’t the reason he liked her because she was different? Yet after marrying her, he wanted to treat her as he would any other woman. She was right; he really didn’t respect her enough.

Would he still like her if she became a woman only seeking enjoyment?

His feelings were genuinely mixed. He was pleased with her independence and strength but also pained by it. Even though he was not a doctor, he knew that becoming a qualified one required enormous effort, much more than many other professions.

"Can you tell me why you don’t want to join the cultural troupe?"

He was both puzzled and pleased about her refusal to join the cultural troupe.

He couldn’t understand why she disliked the job in the cultural troupe so much when, with her looks, staying there could mean a promising future.

But the idea of her catching the public eye was something he didn’t like.

Therefore, when his mother was contemplating sending her to the cultural troupe, he was actually very much against it, though he had eventually thought that perhaps it would be the best option and hadn’t stood in the way.

However, her persistence was baffling to many. He had held back from asking her about it, but now he couldn’t help himself any longer.

"I don’t like that kind of life; I prefer one where I can genuinely help others, a profession that would make my parents proud." Unable to tell the truth, Chuxia answered as such.

"Do you know how tough it is to study medicine?"

"Of course!" Chuxia nodded earnestly. "It’s not only tough, but you also need a lot of courage. Doctors have to face many bloody scenes; it’s definitely not a job for the faint-hearted."

"Little rascal, it seems that marrying you was the smartest thing I’ve ever done. You’re full of surprises. It’s late; let’s go to sleep. Don’t worry, I’ll keep the promises I’ve made to you."

His last sentence had a double meaning, causing Chuxia’s cheeks to redden slightly. Subsequently, she obediently lay back down into the covers. When he stretched out his arm, she cooperatively lifted her head, allowing him to pull her into his embrace.

Perhaps because she had opened up, this time, Chuxia quickly fell asleep. But it was tough for Tongzi, the leader holding her. After all, being young and exuberant, and never having been so intimate with a woman before, now, able to look, smell but not touch or taste, it was torturous for him.

With the inner fire growing stronger, he wanted to take a cold shower but was afraid of waking her up, so he propped himself backward and lay rigidly without moving, laughing to himself, thinking that if anyone knew how he spent his wedding night, they would be rolling with laughter.

But he didn’t regret his decision.

If giving in to momentary pleasure meant she would come to resent him, then it would truly be a loss.

The more he got to know Chuxia, the more she surprised him.

Even his years of resentment toward Ye Meiru had completely faded.

In the afternoon, facing the relatives in the hall, many had made snide remarks, implying that he had turned away the matches they had suggested, expecting him to have high standards, only to end up with a country girl, skinny at that.

Yes, those people outright denied Chuxia’s beauty, acknowledging only her frailty.

On his big wedding day, he was happy and had no desire to argue. Now, thinking back, he felt that Chuxia’s approach was the most correct.

Buddhists fight over an incense stick for a better place in prayer; people fight for a breath of dignity.

With Chuxia’s personality, living amidst others’ doubts would surely not make her happy. As such, once she had a skill and earned everyone’s recognition through her own abilities, the doubts would naturally dissipate.