Chapter 1196
In the afternoon, when he saw the nurse who looked like her was kidnapped, he clearly understood the position of Zoya in his heart, the irreplaceable position...
In the kitchen, Zoya was putting dishes and bowls in the wrist washing machine.
He suddenly turned around and saw Ragib standing at the door.
"You
Zoya took a deep breath and got a fright.
The light in the kitchen was dim. Ragib was leaning against the door. Behind him was the bright white light in the living room. One could see that he was tall, heroic and tall.
In the dim sight of the kitchen, he could not see clearly the expression on his face. He said somewhat unnaturally, "I... want to come over and see if you're done with your work."
"I'm not busy. I have a tableware." Zoya threw the tableware away and opened the door. "We have not returned to the military area. The lights in the kitchen need to be repaired. We have always forgotten about it during the day. Let's go out and talk about it."
Ragib nodded, then turned around and walked into the living room.
After returning to the living room, Zoya opened the ice, took out the "big white rabbit" cake yesterday and placed it on the vegetable table. Then she took out two disposable plates and began to cut the cake.
On the opposite side, it was quiet.
When she raised her eyes, she saw the pair of eyes staring at her. The owner of those eyes was sitting on the sofa with his arms crossed and looking at her with a complicated expression.
"What are you looking at?" Zoya continued cutting. "You're full. I didn't. Fortunately, I brought back the cake yesterday."
"Yes." Ragib nodded his head and said, "Yesterday, in the Dragonmoon Pavilion..." He paused for a moment, as if he was organizing his speech. "Yesterday, I spoke a little too serious. Don't take it seriously. It's not that I didn't believe you. I was angry at that time..."
Zoya had forgotten that he had said something too heavy at that time because before their engagement, Ragib had said all the harsh words to him, no matter how harsh they were.
"Oh, yes." Zoya nodded as she ate, pretending to understand.
"I hope you're not angry."
"Since you are so kind to explain it to me, why should I be angry? I don't have the mood to be angry about one thing all the time." Zoya asked him, "I can't eat it. The cake of 'Big White Rabbit' is really delicious."
Ragib thought for a moment and nodded.
"Do I really eat?"
He had a big stomach...
While grumbling in her mind, Zoya took a piece for him and said, "Come on, let's eat together."
"Firstly, I don't like to eat sweet snacks. But this is your birthday cake, so I'll eat it with you." Ragib gave a reason that made people laugh and cry, and he had to hold his dignity as a man.
Zoya rolled her eyes and said, "All right, Major General. I won't think you are very childish even if you ate it. All right?"
Ragib then picked up the fork and picked up the plate of paper and Zoya as they began to eat the cake.
Zoya didn't have dinner. The two quickly ate more than half of it. As the saying goes, when you are in a bad mood, eating sweet food will immediately be relieved, because sweet food has a pleasant effect.
But for Zoya, she felt relaxed because she had reconciled with Ragib. She suddenly laughed and asked him, "By the way, I heard that it is difficult to order a 'big white rabbit cake now. They have to make an appointment in advance. How did you buy it so quickly yesterday?"
"Because I'm going to personally take people to find the cake maker."
"You can buy it from him?" Zoya did not believe it.
"Of course not." Ragib said, "I've listed my name, but the other party doesn't want to do it. They say that everyone is equal. They only specify how many cakes they sell in a day. If you want to buy a cake, you have to line up in advance to make a reservation. I have to say that this principle is worthy of praise."
"Oh, then how did you get it?" Zoya knew that he didn't reserve it a few days earlier than scheduled. It was just because he wanted to make up with her and tell her that it was her birthday after a quarrel.
"Because I mentioned a reason that the other party couldn't refuse."
"What's the reason?"
"I wiped my gun."
"Damn." Zoya almost fell down. Her eyes widened and she lowered her voice in fear of being heard. "Ragib, how can you do that? You're a soldier. If your superiors find out that you're threatening..."
"What are you threatening me about?" Ragib said calmly, "I didn't say anything. When I was talking to the cake chef, I suddenly remembered that my gun needed to be wiped."
"Then what's the difference between that and a threat?"
"I wiped my gun. It's none of my business whether the other party understands it or not." Ragib's face was calm.
Zoya couldn't believe that Ragib would use such a method to buy a cake. She could almost imagine the scene of the cake chef agreeing in one breath when he saw Ragib take out his gun.
"What are you just standing there for? Eat." Ragib said.
Zoya lowered her head helplessly and continued to eat.
Caught unawares, Ragib suddenly asked, "Have you caught a cold?"
"I hung up two bottles of water in the afternoon and the fever subsided. I didn't cough much either," Zoya said.
"Why didn't you tell me that you're not feeling well?" Ragib asked again.
"It's not a big deal."
"Do you know what's the difference between you and other women?" Ragib said, "Do you know why there are so many men around those women who are easily pampered?"
Zoya raised her head slowly and glared at him. "Do you think I won't be coy?"
"No." Ragib had seen a lot of spoiled women. "I want to tell you that you don't need to be too strong when you have time. You take care of everything on your own, at least not here."
"At least give me a chance to perform."
Zoya suddenly raised her head and looked at him. She was stunned for a moment. Was this what he thought? He was not as gentlemanly as other men and did not make women ecstatic like Aman... was it because she was too strong and did not give him a chance to show off?
Zoya was momentarily at a loss for words.
Ragib sat opposite her, his head lowered as he ate his cake. He did not look at her.
"Ahem." Zoya coughed and also lowered her head to eat. "There is no need to show that. Everyone has his own personality and can only do as much as he can to be good to the other party."
When Ragib raised his head to look at her, she lowered her head again. Her face was a little red.
Ragib glared at her, unromantic! "By the way, did you have something to say in the kitchen just now?"
"By the way, about the marriage that we discussed last time.
The two of them said at the same time.
Then they all raised their eyes and looked at each other.
"You speak first." Ragib said.
"..." Zoya also suspected that she had asked the same question, so she stopped and asked, "No, you go first."
Ragib thought for a moment and felt that he had to mention the matter of going to South Africa. He nodded and said, "I have to go to South Africa, according to the instructions of the military department. There was a civil war in Ivan State. We must send people there to bring back the education organizations of other countries, and support the country... Country has to form a good diplomatic relationship with South Africa, so there must be a representative general on our side."
"That's business. You don't need to ask me for my opinion. It's a soldier's duty to carry out a mission," Zoya said without any response, "Go ahead."
"There might be a period of time before we can return." Ragib continued, "At the very least, it'll take three to four months, and at the very least, two months."
"Oh." Zoya was not surprised. A lot of tasks could not be completed in just a few days.
Moreover, with Ragib's status and abilities, even if he could help the Valiant Army till now, a rescue mission would only be a small matter.
If he had to help, he estimated that according to what he said just now, he needed a relatively representative general to go there.
Seeing that she did not respond, Ragib added, "I'll be leaving tomorrow."
'..." Zoya was stunned for a moment. She raised her head and did not know how to react for a moment. "Tomorrow?"
Seeing her mood swing, Ragib was finally satisfied. "Yes, we received the news a few days ago. At that time, we... so we didn't have time to tell you."
Zoya blinked her eyes. "..."
"Originally, I didn't intend to go either." Ragib said, "After discussing with my father this morning, I think it would be better for us to go there. There aren't any other high-ranking military officers in the central area. However, the other party had indicated for the people to go there. They might still want to test the Pei Family. Although this is my guess, going there does not affect much."
Zoya listened for a while. Then she lowered her head and did not speak for a moment. She just ate.
After a long while, she asked, "Don't you worry..."
"What are you worried about?"
"There are many ways to exclude external enemies," Zoya said. "Although my father is the commander of the Imperial Capital, I shouldn't have doubted that side. However..." She raised her head and looked at Ragib. "I'm worried about you."
Ragib smiled. "Are you afraid that I'll be ambushed and die halfway?"
Zoya's whole body was frozen. This was what she didn't dare to say.
"Who do you think I am? Why can't I think of this?" Ragib said. "But you remember last time when we were engaged in Sovereign Capital, what did I tell you?"
Zoya looked at him.
"The situation with Finn wouldn't happen to me." While Zoya was confused, Ragib added, "I mean, I won't be like him, leaving you to die. You won't lose your lover again."
Zoya swallowed. She had mixed feelings in her heart, but she did not know how to speak out her uneasiness and reluctance.
"Don't worry." Ragib threw down the fork and the plate. "This time, I won't go by myself. I will take two people with me."
"Who is it?"
"One is Lieutenant Colonel." Ragib mentioned one of his right-hand assistants in the Huanan Military Region, and then mysteriously raised the corner of his mouth. "The other one is Marshal Chen's son, Chen."
"Ah?" Zoya's eyes widened. "What are you doing with that rich playboy? Isn't he a burden?"
That was the famous third generation of the army in Sovereign Capital, but he had no ability. He had been causing trouble all day, and recently, his father had personally stripped him of his military rank.
"That boy has always been dissatisfied with his father. Ragib wiped his hands with a napkin and smiled slyly. "He wanted to perform well in front of his father and get the qualification to return to the military region. I asked someone to go yesterday. I told him on the phone that if he goes to South Africa with me this time, he would surely make a contribution..."
"He agreed?" Zoya could not believe it.
"Why didn't he agree? He was always looking for a chance to make a contribution. It would be very easy to lure him over. Ragib coldly said, "This time, the person who requested for the Family to send people to South Africa was Marshal Chen. As long as his son is by my side, what tricks would he dare to play?"