When I was nineteen years old, I fell in love with Mu Tangsheng, my father's subordinate, and we fell in love secretly for five years. I mustered up the courage to mention marriage for the tenth time, but I heard him smile to his colleagues, saying that he was just a little girl he had taken care of for many years, and he had never thought about marrying her. He turned around and made an engagement that was a perfect match. This time I didn't cry or make trouble. I chose Zhou Ye from the military camp among the three candidates for marriage, and quickly set a wedding date. On the day of the engagement, Mu Tangsheng, who had always been calm and composed, suddenly lost his composure in public. He rushed to the banquet and lost his composure.
