CHAPTER 389: CHAPTER 389: STRANGE

Yang Yunhai had just returned from running errands outside, and he hadn’t rested for two days and nights. He was sitting in the car with his eyes closed, trying to relax, when he heard the driver say softly, "That girl is about to get drenched in the rain."

He merely opened his eyes to glance over before changing positions and continuing to rest.

But with just that glance, he realized the girl getting rained on was his little girl.

"Stop the car." Yang Yunhai’s words were cold.

The veteran driver was startled. Could it be that he had disturbed the Captain’s rest by suddenly speaking? He hurriedly hit the brakes.

The car hadn’t even come to a full stop when he saw their calm and composed Captain impatiently open the car door and rush out.

What was going on?

Could it be that he accidentally hit someone while driving?

Impossible. He’s an experienced driver.

Gu Lingling looked at Yang Yunhai with some confusion. What’s he doing here?

Alright, yet again, he had to see her in an embarrassing situation.

Gu Lingling knew she must look quite a mess right now.

"Get in the car, quick," Yang Yunhai said, pulling Gu Lingling’s hand that was trying to shield her head from the rain. The little girl’s hand was cold, feeling icy on his warm, big palm.

It seemed she had been running in the rain for quite a while.

"Dry yourself first." Once in the car, Yang Yunhai handed Gu Lingling a towel.

The veteran driver gave a puzzled look at their Captain.

Such a germaphobe.

Having driven for Yang Yunhai, he knew exactly how much their Captain cared about cleanliness. Yet, he had just given his own towel to the girl, and even helped her dry her hair.

Is this really the same cold and aloof Captain uninterested in women?

Yang Yunhai’s phoenix eyes glared over, bringing the driver back to his senses, and he focused on driving, "C... Captain, where are we headed now?"

Originally, they were heading back to the camp, but now with a girl in the car, he wasn’t sure where to go.

"To the Political Commissar’s house," Yang Yunhai said, then asked Gu Lingling, "Why aren’t you working at the factory? What are you doing out here?"

"Our department has some matters to attend here," Gu Lingling said.

Since it involved the munitions factory, after an accident, she wasn’t sure if she could talk to Yang Yunhai about it. After all, He Jijun had warned her to keep things confidential; everything she saw in the factory today couldn’t be shared.

"You came alone? They just let you out alone on a rainy day?" Yang Yunhai’s tone was displeased. "Where are the others?"

"They’re still working overtime," Gu Lingling said weakly, explaining the accommodation arrangements, "They wanted to escort me, but I refused."

"I can dry myself..."

"Don’t move," Yang Yunhai said, "If you don’t dry off quickly, you’ll need to take sick leave tomorrow."

In his heart, he was already considering whether or not to have a word with the commissar at the factory. Since when did their troops not even have a place to arrange for someone to stay?

Even if the munitions factory didn’t have dorms, didn’t the army have guesthouses? Could they all be full?

In the end, it was just taking advantage of the girl with no backing and easy to push around.

Gu Lingling, "..." She could manage on her own too.

She felt a bit weird having him help dry her hair.

The veteran driver up front thought to himself: Exactly, it is a bit strange. He’d been driving for their Captain for several years and had never seen him be so gentle with a girl.

Even cute little Liu Yaxin from the Commissar’s family didn’t get such treatment.