The 60s Island: The Daily Life of a Capitalist Young Lady with the Army - Chapter 113: A Brighter Future Awaits Them!

Chapter 113: A Brighter Future Awaits Them!

Their words were plain and unadorned, yet they struck like heavy hammers, nailing Bai Rumeng to the Pillar of Shame.

The tide of public opinion completely reversed, transforming into raging waves that crashed violently toward Bai Rumeng.

Bai Rumeng’s face instantly lost all color, turning as pale as paper.

Her prideful report, her meticulously planned trap—crumbled to dust in the face of these most sincere human sentiments.

At that moment, Long Peiye, who had remained silent all along, finally spoke.

His voice carried not a trace of warmth, like an icy wind blowing from the polar regions, chilling one to the bone.

“Comrade Bai Rumeng,” he didn’t even look at her, his gaze fixed on a point in the void, yet Bai Rumeng felt an unprecedented pressure, “I know that the reason you’ve repeatedly targeted my beloved is because of me.”

As soon as these words were spoken, the flames of gossip around them burned even more fiercely.

Bai Rumeng’s body trembled uncontrollably.

Long Peiye finally turned his head, his deep, cold-pool-like eyes focusing on her clearly and intently for the first time.

Yet, there was not a trace of the affection she longed for—only icy, undisguised disgust.

“But today, I want to make things clear.”

“Even if Xu Xiangsi didn’t exist, even if all the women in the world were gone, and you were the only one left.”

“I would never have any feelings for you.”

Boom—!

It was like a bolt of Sky Thunder exploding in Bai Rumeng’s mind.

This was humiliation!

A blatant, public humiliation that trampled her pitiful, humble adoration underfoot and ground it to dust!

“No…” she murmured instinctively, her face deathly pale.

But Long Peiye gave her no chance to catch her breath. He raised his hand, pulling Xu Xiangsi’s soft shoulder into his embrace. The cherishing gesture formed the most glaring contrast with the coldness he had shown her.

“In this lifetime, my heart and eyes will only ever hold my wife.”

He lowered his head, his gaze resting on Xu Xiangsi’s hair, his voice unconsciously softening yet carrying a firmness that declared it to the world.

“To me, other women are no different from the stones and grass by the roadside.”

After speaking, he lifted his eyes again, his gaze sharpening into a blade that pierced straight through Bai Rumeng.

“As for your actions today,” his tone darkened, “maliciously accessing others’ files, inciting the masses, slandering military family members, and undermining military-civilian unity.”

“I will personally submit a report to the higher authorities.”

“I request the organization thoroughly investigate the source of your files and your hidden, ulterior motives!”

Bai Rumeng’s legs weakened, and her entire body swayed unsteadily.

“Enough!” Wang Zhengwei, who had remained stern-faced all along, finally erupted with an angry roar. Pointing at Bai Rumeng’s nose, his hand trembled with rage.

“Comrade Bai Rumeng! You have disappointed me deeply!”

“Among revolutionary comrades, what matters is unity and mutual assistance, criticism and self-criticism! Not what you’ve done—grasping at shadows and recklessly labeling others with the ‘capitalist’ hat!”

“What are you doing? You are exploiting the organization’s trust to satisfy your personal jealousy and selfish desires!”

“Your behavior itself is a manifestation of ideological corruption!”

Wang Zhengwei’s words, each one forceful and resolute, definitively characterized Bai Rumeng’s actions.

He took a deep breath and made his decision.

“Given your misconduct today, after organizational review, you are hereby given a major demerit!”

“And,” he paused, glancing at Xu Xiangsi who was being shielded in Long Peiye’s embrace, “to protect the physical and mental well-being of our outstanding military family members from unnecessary harassment, I will request higher authorities to consider transferring Comrade Bai Rumeng’s assignment to another military district.”

What?!

Bai Rumeng was completely dumbfounded.

She had schemed so hard to drive Xu Xiangsi out of Yunkong Island, out of Long Peiye’s life.

And what was the result?

Not only was Xu Xiangsi completely unharmed, but she even received the organization’s high praise and protection?

While she herself was now branded with an indelible stain!

She might even be thrown to another military district?

What… what had she done?!

A tremendous sense of absurdity and despair instantly consumed her.

Bai Rumeng’s vision went dark, she could no longer stand steadily. Like a soulless walking corpse, she turned and staggered away from the scene under everyone’s contemptuous gazes.

The farce had finally come to an end.

Long Peiye released Xu Xiangsi and first offered a solemn military salute to the military wives who had spoken up for justice.

“Thank you, sisters.”

“Such great kindness needs no words of thanks—Long Peiye will remember it in his heart.”

The military wives quickly waved their hands, wearing kind smiles.

He then turned to Wang Zhengwei, speaking sincerely: “Commissar Wang, I’ve caused you trouble today. Thank you for your discerning judgment and for upholding justice.”

Wang Zhengwei waved his hand and gave Long Peiye’s shoulder a firm pat. “You rascal, you’ve married a wonderful wife! Treat her well!”

After saying this, he left with his staff.

The crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, and the courtyard soon returned to tranquility.

Long Peiye took Xu Xiangsi’s hand and turned to enter the house.

“Bang.”

The moment the door closed, it shut out all outside sights and sounds.

Xu Xiangsi could no longer hold back. She threw herself into Long Peiye’s arms, burying her face deeply in his firm, warm chest.

The familiar scent of him—a mix of mild soap and sunshine—instantly made her feel incredibly secure.

“Long Peiye,” her voice was muffled, carrying a nasal tone from crying, “thank you.”

Thank you for always, so steadfastly, standing by my side.

Long Peiye’s tall frame stiffened momentarily.

Then, an immense, indescribable joy exploded from the depths of his heart.

Almost immediately, he wrapped his long arms around her, holding her tightly, as if wanting to press this treasure he had regained into his very bones and blood.

“Silly,” his voice was low and hoarse, carrying a hint of cautious care, “because you’re my wife.”

Hearing these words, Xu Xiangsi lifted her head from his embrace.

Her eyes were still red, her long eyelashes glistening with crystal tears, like a little rabbit who had been wronged and then comforted by its owner.

She looked at him and asked softly, “Even if… ours is a fake marriage?”

Long Peiye’s heart felt as if it had been struck hard by something.

He gazed into her clear eyes, where his own nervous and focused reflection was clearly visible.

His Adam’s apple moved as he spoke, word by word, with utmost solemnity: “But I have never treated this as a marriage of pretense.”

“Xu Xiangsi,” he called her name, his voice carrying an unprecedented seriousness, “From the moment I decided to marry you, I was sincere.”

Xu Xiangsi froze.

Her heart skipped a beat at that moment.

Then, she burst into a soft laugh, the tears in her eyes turning into mischievous starlight.

“Alright then.”

“So you’ve had ulterior motives for me from the very beginning.”

She cleared her throat lightly, masking the heartbeat that threatened to leap out of her throat, and rested her flushed face back against his firm chest, listening to the war drum-like rhythm of his heart.

“Then…”

“Let’s turn this pretense into reality!”

Long Peiye was overjoyed.

He could no longer restrain himself, tightening his arms to pull her tightly into his embrace once more.

The afternoon sunlight streamed through the window lattice, transforming into golden patches that gently showered the embracing pair. In the air, tiny dust particles danced merrily within the pillars of light, as if time had stretched infinitely in that moment. He breathed in the sweet fragrance of her hair, feeling the warmth and softness in his arms. His heart, once steadfast as a rock for the nation and its people, completely melted into a spring stream of tender affection at this moment.

Let life continue like this! There was an even brighter future waiting for them!