Draining the Family Fortune: Capitalist Miss Marries Tough Commander

Modern medical doctor Su Yue transmigrated into the body of Su Yue, a capitalist young lady from Shanghai. The original owner was unloved by her father, plotted against by her stepmother and stepsi...

Chapter 324 The laboratory was sealed off?

Chapter 324 The laboratory was sealed off?

It's late at night.

Gu Beichen pushed open the bedroom door, and before the chill had dissipated, he saw a "white impermanence" sitting on the bed.

Su Yue's face was covered with a thick layer of white mud, revealing only her eyes and mouth, as she looked at herself in the mirror.

The white clay wasn't completely dry yet, and it gleamed eerily under the light.

Even a tough guy like Gu Beichen, who had seen mountains of corpses and seas of blood, was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat. He put his hand on his holster and almost drew his gun.

"What kind of evil technique are you practicing?" Gu Beichen closed the door, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a hint of helplessness in his voice.

Su Yue turned her head, her face dry, limiting her expression; she could only move her eyes. "What kind of evil magic is this? It's a pearl aloe vera mask! It whitens!"

Gu Beichen walked over, took off his coat, and hung it on the hanger. Looking at Su Yue's pale face, he really couldn't appreciate this kind of "beauty."

"Wash it. It looks creepy."

"You have no sense of romance," Su Yue snorted. "This is good stuff. I specially saved a bottle for you today."

As she spoke, she took a small jar from the bedside table and beckoned. "Come here."

Gu Beichen instinctively took a step back. "I don't need it."

What kind of behavior is it for grown men to wear makeup? If word gets out, will they even be able to lead troops?

"Gu Beichen, are you coming over here or not?" Su Yue's voice rose dangerously. "Look at your face, it's been exposed to the wind and sun every day, it's as rough as sandpaper. It pricks me when you kiss me."

This statement hits the nail on the head.

Gu Beichen paused. Stab someone?

He hesitated for two seconds, but ultimately succumbed to the reason that he "didn't want to punish his wife." He sighed, resignedly walked to the bedside, sat down, closed his eyes, and wore an expression of heroic sacrifice.

"Be gentle."

Su Yue suppressed a laugh, scooped out a large dollop of aloe vera cream, and slapped it onto his face.

The icy touch made Gu Beichen frown.

Su Yue's warm, soft fingers massaged his face in circular motions. The fine pearl powder particles rolled under her fingertips, creating a strange, stimulating sensation.

"Relax, why are you frowning?" Su Yue patted his forehead. "This is my hard work. Whether our lab can make a fortune in the future depends on it."

Gu Beichen opened his eyes and looked at Su Yue, who was standing close to him.

The white mud on her face had been washed off, revealing her originally fair and translucent skin, like a freshly peeled egg.

"Get rich?" He grabbed Su Yue's wrist, his voice low. "Are we short of money?"

“Who doesn’t want more money?” Su Yue applied the remaining cream to his neck. “We still need to support Ping An and Ning Jing, and save up for Xin Yue’s dowry. Making money is nothing to be ashamed of.”

Gu Beichen looked at her greedy appearance and his Adam's apple bobbed.

"I think you're obsessed with money."

“That’s right.” Su Yue said confidently, “I’m not only going to be obsessed with money, I’m going to drag all the military wives in the compound down with me. Then, I’ll show that Zhu Cuihua what it means to ‘be obsessed with trivial things and lose one’s ambition.’”

Gu Beichen didn't say anything, but suddenly reached out, grabbed the back of her head, and pulled her towards him.

Between the lips and teeth, there was a faint, refreshing scent of aloe vera.

"Ugh... the cream on my face hasn't been absorbed yet..." Su Yue protested indistinctly.

"I'll help you absorb it."

Gu Beichen rolled over and pinned her down.

The lights went out, leaving only the sound of waves crashing against the rocks outside the window.

......

In less than a week, strange things began to happen in the Gu family courtyard.

Zhang Huilan's originally sallow complexion was now as smooth and white as a peeled egg, with a luminous sheen, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes were stretched out. Even the age spots on Old Mrs. Chen's face had faded to almost invisible.

The change is so obvious that it can't be hidden.

Under the banyan tree in the compound, as soon as Zhang Huilan appeared, she was immediately surrounded by a group of military wives.

"Old Zhang, what kind of magic potion have you been taking lately? Your face looks like it's been rejuvenated!"

"That's right, we're out here in the sun every day, why are you so fair and glowing while we look like lumps of coal?"

Zhang Huilan couldn't stop smiling, but she still remembered Su Yue's instructions and touched her face mysteriously.

"There's no magic pill, it's just that my children are filial and they made some face cream."

"What kind of oil is so miraculous? Is it from someone new at the supply and marketing cooperative?"

“You can’t buy that.” Zhang Huilan waved her hand. “It’s something my Yueyue made herself. She said it’s called something like… Pearl Aloe Vera Cream.”

On the outskirts of the crowd, Zhu Cuihua was eating sunflower seeds. Upon hearing this, she spat the sunflower seed shells onto the ground.

"Pah! Pearl aloe vera? Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue in the wind!"

She squeezed into the crowd with a gloomy face, her triangular eyes sweeping over Zhang Huilan's face, her sour taste bubbling up.

"Hey ladies, don't be fooled. What pearls? It's just a truckload of rotten pearls! I saw it myself. They grind that stuff into powder and smear it on their faces—that's capitalist sorcery! It's only because they don't do public criticism anymore, otherwise..."

Zhu Cuihua lowered her voice, her face filled with malice.

"Aren't you afraid of maggots growing on your face and a huge, festering hole!"

These words were so harsh that several timid military wives shrank back and took two steps back in fright.

Zhang Huilan's smile faded.

"Zhu Cuihua, watch your mouth! My Yueyue's formula is a legitimate scientific recipe, how did it become sorcery?"

"Science? What kind of science uses rotten beads to fool people?" Zhu Cuihua sneered, genuinely disbelieving. "Just wait and see, this isn't over. Someone can handle her!"

After Zhu Cuihua finished speaking, she swayed away, leaving behind a pile of melon seed shells.

Zhang Huilan was so angry that her hands trembled, but she was persuaded to calm down by several of her sisters-in-law who were usually on good terms with her.

No one expected that Zhu Cuihua's words were not just casual remarks.

3 PM, in the lab.

Su Yue was staring at the bacterial culture slices under the microscope when the door was suddenly pushed open.

With a loud bang, the door slammed against the wall, and dust fell down in a shower.

Chen Xinyue was so startled that her hand trembled, and she almost spilled the reagent she had just prepared.

A young officer in military uniform, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with two bars and one star, wearing a red armband, stood at the door, looking very businesslike. Behind him were two female soldiers with notebooks, their faces stern, as if they were there to search the house.

Who is Su Yue?

The young staff member strode into the laboratory, his leather shoes making a menacing sound as they stomped on the floor.

Su Yue slowly straightened up, took off her goggles, and casually placed them on the table.

She didn't speak, but simply watched the person who came in quietly.

"I am Zhu Zhiqiang, the new audit officer in the logistics department."

Zhu Zhiqiang raised his chin, waved his work ID in front of Su Yue, and took it back before she could see it clearly.

"We have received reports from the public that your laboratory is suspected of misappropriating special research funds, purchasing luxury goods without authorization, and using state-owned equipment to produce... private contraband."

He glanced around the laboratory, his gaze finally settling on the pile of pearl powder in the corner that hadn't been processed yet, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"Caught red-handed."