Chapter 117 How about... you put it on and let me see?

Li Yanhong had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk in, clutching a blue cloth bag in her hand: "Well, it's nothing really, I just came to talk to Wanqiu about something. Since you're chatting, should I come back later?"

Le Yunyun waved her hand dismissively: "Oh, what is it that I can't hear? Tell me, tell me, Wanqiu and I are practically family!"

Li Yanhong scratched her hair, and the usually carefree woman became a little embarrassed: "Wanqiu... um... the dress you sold me last time... is broken."

"It's broken?" Jiang Wanqiu was somewhat surprised.

Li Yanhong's cheeks quickly flushed red: "Um...it was...it was torn up by my husband."

After she finished speaking, she said somewhat awkwardly, "Your thing works really well, but it's not very durable. Could you give me another one? This one needs to be more sturdy."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yue Yunyun curiously leaned over and asked, "What is this amazing thing? Let me see!"

Li Yanhong tried to reach out to stop her, but Le Yunyun was faster and snatched the cloth bag from her hand.

When the black lace lingerie was laid out in front of her, Yue Yunyun's eyes widened instantly.

"Wow! Silk lace!" she exclaimed. "The material, the workmanship... it's exactly the same as what I've seen in department stores in Paris! Jiang Wanqiu, where did you find such a treasure?"

Jiang Wanqiu was a little embarrassed by her exaggerated reaction and could only cough vaguely: "I... my family used to be in business, this is some old stock left over from before."

To everyone's surprise, Yue Yunyun believed her immediately, and nodded emphatically with an "I understand" expression: "I knew it! Those who can do business overseas are not ordinary families!"

She held the piece of lace, caressing it with obvious delight, and exclaimed in amazement, "Wanqiu, your thinking is so avant-garde! Your taste is so ahead of its time! Let me tell you, this kind of thing is very popular abroad. It's called pursuing personal happiness, it's a lubricant for marital relationships, and it's a quiet revolution in women's liberation!"

A string of new words came out of her mouth, leaving Li Yanhong stunned.

Seeing this, Jiang Wanqiu had no choice but to say, "Wait a moment, I'll go inside and find her a new one."

She turned and went into the bedroom, closed the door, and with a thought, took out a brand new burgundy lace slip dress from her spatial storage.

This one is made of a more durable material and has a bolder, more provocative design.

Li Yanhong received the new clothes, tucked them into her bosom like a treasure, paid for them, and left with a beaming smile.

Only the two of them remained in the room, and Le Yunyun's eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Wanqiu! I never knew your family used to be in this kind of business!" She grabbed Jiang Wanqiu's hand. "Tell me honestly, how much of this stuff do you still have?"

Jiang Wanqiu replied vaguely, "It depends. There are some."

"If it's available, that's fine!" Jiang Wanqiu didn't expect Le Yunyun to make such a decision so readily. "I've decided! Wanqiu, let's go into business together! We'll sell this! Isn't this exactly the kind of unique business I've been looking for, the kind that will open everyone's eyes?"

Jiang Wanqiu: "Are you sure?"

“I’m absolutely certain! If this business really takes off, you’ll be in charge of shipping, and… well, providing professional guidance! I’ll be responsible for building connections and finding distribution channels! Which of those ladies from wealthy families wouldn’t want to try something new and exciting in front of their husbands? This business is guaranteed to be a hit!”

Compared to Le Yunyun's sparkling eyes, Jiang Wanqiu was much calmer.

The reason she only dared to sell secretly before was because the risk was too great.

In this day and age, if this kind of thing gets out, you might get arrested as a hooligan spreading obscene materials.

Her original plan was to wait a few more years until the policy for the individual economy opened up, and then slowly open a small shop like she did in her previous life.

"Yunyun, this is too risky," she said, frowning.

“Adventure?” Le Yunyun scoffed, raising her chin with pride. “Who am I? My dad is Chief Le! In this military region, who dares to touch me? Besides, I’m not stupid, and I know I can’t just openly sell myself like this.”

Le Yunyun said, "This stuff needs to be packaged! It needs to be told a story! That's what I learned abroad! We can package it as a 'new overseas trend' or a 'secret to a happy family,' catering specifically to ladies of status and position. That would be much less risky."

Seeing that Jiang Wanqiu was still hesitant, Le Yunyun pressed on, "Do you have any other styles? Show them to me, I need to study them first and define the positioning of our product!"

Jiang Wanqiu couldn't persuade her otherwise, so she went back into the house and took out a very ordinary black lace two-piece outfit.

Just then, the door opened without warning, and Zhao Wenchang walked in from outside, exuding a chill.

"I've already taken leave. We'll go home as soon as the cultural performance is over..." Zhao Wenchang said to the woman in the house while taking off his military overcoat.

As soon as he took off his clothes and looked up, he saw a difficult young lady sitting in the room. He immediately frowned and asked, "What are you doing in my house?"

Upon seeing him, Le Yunyun not only didn't restrain herself, but her eyes lit up. She picked up the gossamer-thin lace lingerie and shamelessly held it up against Jiang Wanqiu's shapely body, deliberately raising her voice to ask:

"Battalion Commander Zhao, you're back just in time! Tell me, do you think this looks good on us in late autumn?"

Zhao Wenchang's eyebrow twitched, his gaze sweeping over the meager piece of fabric in Le Yunyun's hand before settling on his wife's blushing, charming face.

Le Yunyun was surprised that Zhao Wenchang was silent for a moment, then pulled the woman aside and said to her without any hesitation, "Stay away from her, do you hear me? Don't go around messing around with her. If this gets out, it'll cause a big problem!"

Le Yunyun, watching from the side, curled her lip and rolled her eyes dismissively: "Old-fashioned. Besides, this isn't mine, it's your wife's!"

Zhao Wenchang: "?"

Upon hearing this, he looked at the woman beside him with some surprise.

Jiang Wanqiu coughed awkwardly and looked away.

Zhao Wenchang snorted, still deciding to side with the family: "One thing at a time. Besides, it's already dark, and the leader's house is far from here. Aren't you afraid of getting lost?" Finally, he added, "I have things to do, so I can't possibly escort you to your door like everyone else."

This is already a blatant attempt to drive away customers.

Le Yunyun was too lazy to argue: "Fine, I won't bother you anymore."

She picked up the military overcoat she had snatched from her younger brother and waved to Jiang Wanqiu: "Wanqiu, I'm going back now! I need to hurry and find some potential clients for us! We'll discuss the cooperation plan in detail tomorrow!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared outside the door like a gust of wind.

As soon as the woman left, an eerie silence fell over the room.

"Um...you must be hungry, right?" She guiltily avoided his gaze and took the initiative to speak, hoping to get away with it. "It's so cold outside, I...I'll go to the stove and heat up some food for you."

After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Wenchang's reply, he dashed into the kitchen.

However, the moment she stepped into the kitchen, before she could even catch her breath, a tall figure followed her closely, squeezing into the already small kitchen with a chilling sense of oppression.

Jiang Wanqiu tried to appear calm, frantically trying to lift the pot lid to hide her panic.

Before I could even touch the cold handle of the pot lid, a wall of scalding hot meat pressed against me from behind.

He put one long arm over her shoulder and slammed it against the cabinet in front of her with a "bang," while his other hand rested on the stove next to her, easily trapping her between himself and the stove.

"Why are you running?" His deep voice sounded in her ear, his warm breath sending a shiver down her spine. "Feeling guilty?"

"I...I didn't!" Jiang Wanqiu said seriously, "I just heated up your food."

Zhao Wenchang didn't say anything more, he just quietly held her close.

This silent oppression is more unbearable than a harsh interrogation.

Jiang Wanqiu finally couldn't hold back any longer, her voice softened, and she said with a hint of weakness and grievance, "You...you shouldn't look at me like that."

"How should I look at it?" Zhao Wenchang tilted his head, looking at the woman. "I used to think you were just someone who grew up in the city, well-traveled, and bold. I never expected..."

He paused, as if carefully choosing his words.

"I never imagined your family... used to be in this business?"

He only knew that the Jiang family was in business.

Businessmen are nothing more than selling the same old, familiar things.

I never imagined that the Jiang family started out selling such... such audacious things.

I've come all this way, and I've finally asked the question.

Under the dim light, her already fair and delicate face was now as red as a ripe peach.

A pair of watery almond-shaped eyes blinked frantically, their long eyelashes like two small fans, making one's heart itch.

“It’s not what you think…” she tried to explain, “Don’t misunderstand, it’s different from those improper things. Our family’s things…”

Jiang Wanqiu felt she couldn't continue making up a story.

"Oh? Is that so?" Zhao Wenchang chuckled.

Instead of letting go, he pulled her closer to him, and with his other hand, he raised it restlessly, his slender fingers gently pinching her small, round chin, forcing her to turn her head and look at him.

“Since they’re different, could you show them to me?” He stared at her slightly parted, full red lips, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he lowered his voice. “That black one, the one Le Yunyun is holding, what’s different about it? I’m from the countryside, I’ve never seen anything like it before. Let me see it too.”

"Let me compare them. What's the difference between yours and what I thought it was?"