Song Weilan, a top musician in her previous life, turned out to be a drugged substitute for an abandoned daughter in the arms of He Tingchuan, the wildest, roughest and sickest man in the army.
In times of crisis, she used her absolute pitch to hum a special frequency, which not only calmed He Tingchuan, the cold-dough boss who was having a manic episode, but also caused him to draw a gun in public to protect his shortcomings: "This is my wife!"
In this era where files are the lifeblood, Song Weilan originally wanted to survive in a low profile, but unexpectedly, one divine song after another detonated the entire military region.
I thought that dealing with a manic husband would be enough trouble, but unexpectedly, the major of the courtyard, the shady naval political commissar, and the arrogant air force prince came to my door one after another with the baby's marriage certificate.
Looking at the Shura Field, He Tingchuan pushed her against the wall with red eyes: "Weilan, you can only heal me."
