The 70S Counterattack, the Little Mixed-Race Wife Turned Out to Be a Military Industrial Boss

She has a pair of gray-green eyes, like an elegant and cunning Persian cat, and like a pool of unfathomable spring water. He wears a straight military coat and looks as handsome as a sculpture. He is a high-ranking disciple of the compound. On the winter night of 1975, he stopped her at the black market and said, "I'll repair the machine tomorrow." In the early spring of 1976, he took her on a journey with him: "Would you like to come with me?" In the hot summer of 1977, he stood in front of her: "I am responsible for her affairs." In the golden autumn of 1978, he held her hand and wrote: "Have you thought about it? Don't you regret it?" In 1980, their daughter was born. The daughter has a pair of gray-green eyes, very much like her. He hugged her awkwardly, his movements cautious as if he was afraid of hurting the little person. He wanted to laugh, but frowned again. She raised her eyebrows: "Repent?" He raised his head and looked at her with aggrieved eyes: "I regret it." He lowered his head again, looked at the daughter in his arms, and said in a muffled voice, "I regret not meeting you sooner. We can live together for a few more years." She was stunned for a moment, and tears burst from the corners of her eyes—— This was the most love-like thing he had ever said in his life.