Chapter 125 It's all because you seduced me!

The person in charge then turned his gaze to Bai Weiwei, who was standing there stunned, and raised his voice: "Comrade Bai Weiwei, I'll ask you one more time! Did you see with your own eyes that Jiang Wanqiu hit Du Wenxiu?"

Du Wenxiu's cold gaze pierced Bai Weiwei's back like a knife. Bai Weiwei trembled in fear and stammered, "I...I didn't see anything...I just heard some noise inside, and...and screams..."

Jiang Wanqiu, however, insisted on sticking to every word she had just said.

The person in charge rubbed his temples heavily.

The Lunar New Year is almost here, and another mess has happened.

After a long pause, he wearily waved his hand and said, "Alright, I understand. I'll send someone down to verify and investigate this matter! You can all go back now!"

He called over his clerk and pointed at the sobbing He Xiaoman: "Send Comrade He Xiaoman back first."

As the group walked out, Du Wenxiu paused as she passed Bai Weiwei, casting a sinister glance at her.

His eyes were full of warning and resentment, which made Bai Weiwei's heart skip a beat.

She suddenly felt immense regret, wondering how she could have been so bewitched as to get involved in this mess!

Zhao Wenchang had just heard rumors in the camp that his wife had been summoned by the Discipline Department when he suddenly had a bad feeling. Without even saying goodbye, he went straight to the Discipline Department to find Jiang Wanqiu.

Hearing that the woman had already gone home, he hurriedly rushed home as well.

Jiang Wanqiu had just poured herself a glass of water and was sitting at the table when she heard the noise and looked up to see her husband rushing in.

Zhao Wenchang was wearing a training uniform soaked with sweat, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead. His tall and upright figure exuded a masculine and fiery aura.

He rushed to Jiang Wanqiu in three strides, his deep eyes scanning her up and down, his large hand grabbing her slender shoulder and turning her around.

"Did they hurt you? Are you injured?" His voice was urgent, filled with barely suppressed anger and anxiety.

His large, calloused hands gripped Jiang Wanqiu's shoulders with a bit too much force, causing her to ache slightly.

She placed her hand over the man's hand and patted it reassuringly: "I'm fine, don't worry."

She raised her right hand, showing her little finger that had been scraped: "It's just a little scrape here. I put some mercurochrome on it, and it's almost healed now."

Zhao Wenchang looked at that spot of crimson, and his aura instantly darkened.

Seeing that the man was about to lash out, Jiang Wanqiu quickly held Zhao Wenchang down and said, "It's alright, it's alright, I've already fought back."

The other person's head was cracked open by his own blows.

Jiang Wanqiu then told him everything that had happened in the warehouse.

"That's how it is, but now neither of them will admit it."

Zhao Wenchang listened and sneered: "They won't admit it? Of course they wouldn't dare admit it!"

He didn't know what kind of person He Xiaoman was.

But Du Wenxiu was the beloved son of Minister Du of the Logistics Department. He had been a good-for-nothing since childhood, relying on his father's power in the military region to act arrogantly and was full of cunning schemes.

I never expected him to be so bold this time, even daring to seduce the new family members.

Zhao Wenchang paused for a moment, then released Jiang Wanqiu's shoulders, instead cupping her delicate face in his hands and gently stroking her smooth skin with his fingertips.

“I understand,” he said, looking at the woman. “Don’t go anywhere these next few days. Just stay home. Leave the rest to me.”

Now that Jiang Wanqiu has caught them in their shameful affair, those two, especially Du Wenxiu, that vindictive and petty person, will never let her off easily.

He had to resolve the matter before Du Wenxiu could take action.

As night deepened, the residential compound was completely silent, save for a few sporadic barks of dogs and the mournful sound of the wind whistling through the bare treetops.

Behind that despised public dry toilet, in the most sheltered corner, two shadowy figures huddled together furtively.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the pungent stench of the toilet wafted into her nose, making He Xiaoman frown.

She lowered her voice, and punched the man next to her in a fit of anger and frustration.

"It's all your fault! I told you not to do it in a place like that, but you wouldn't listen! Now look what's happened, we've been caught! What are we going to do now?" Her voice was trembling with sobs in the cold night.

Du Wenxiu was already furious, and with an embarrassing bandage wrapped around her head, her anger flared up even more after being complained about.

He grabbed He Xiaoman's wrist, gritting his teeth as he cursed, "You still have the nerve to talk back to me? It's all because of you, you slut, always trying to seduce me with your eyes! If you didn't have those intentions, would you have willingly brought me to that dark room? Now that something's happened, you're blaming me for everything?"

"I..." He Xiaoman choked on her words, tears welling up in her eyes. "When did I seduce you! Don't make false accusations!"

"Alright, alright!" Du Wenxiu impatiently shook off her hand. "What's the use of crying now! Hurry up and think of something to do!"

Startled by his shout, He Xiaoman forgot about crying and asked, sobbing, "Then... what do we do now? Jiang Wanqiu exposed our affair, the military region definitely won't let it go."

Du Wenxiu snorted, a ruthless glint in her eyes: "Besides her, who else saw it? No one! As long as we both deny it to the death, no one can do anything to us! Things are tense right now, so you better behave yourself and let's not see each other for the time being."

"What about Jiang Wanqiu?" He Xiaoman was still worried.

"Her?" Du Wenxiu sneered. "What can a bitch who just came with the army do? Don't worry, I have my ways of shutting her up."

A gust of wind blew, and He Xiaoman shivered, then remembered something else: "And there's Bai Weiwei! She's the one who reported this to the Discipline Department today!"

“Bai Weiwei?” Du Wenxiu said, “She’s easier to deal with. She didn’t see anything with her own eyes, she’s just a brainless idiot. I’ll find a chance to warn her a few times, and I guarantee she’ll avoid us from now on.”

The two whispered a few more words to each other before parting ways like thieves.

He Xiaoman tiptoed back to her home. As soon as she lay down on the bed, she heard her husband Zhou Jianjun's muffled voice beside her.

"Why did you take so long to go to the toilet today?"

The sound suddenly rang out in the silent night, startling He Xiaoman so much that her heart skipped a beat and her soul almost flew away.

She forced herself to remain calm, turned over, and said vaguely, "No...it's nothing, I just ate something unclean during the day and got an upset stomach."

In the darkness, Zhou Jianjun remained silent for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he only hummed in agreement.

He Xiaoman was perhaps feeling guilty, so she felt that her husband was acting a little strange today.

She gritted her teeth, twisted her body, and snuggled over like a snake, her hands beginning to grope Zhou Jianjun's body.

"Jianjun, don't you... want it?" Her voice was soft and seductive, with a hook.

Zhou Jianjun's body stiffened for a moment.

After a long while, he turned around, cupped the woman's face in the darkness, and kissed her.

But the kiss was cold; it was just lips touching lips, lingering there hastily for a long time.

Finally, he released her, his voice tinged with weariness.

"It's getting late, go to sleep."

After saying that, he turned over, leaving He Xiaoman with his cold, hard back.

He Xiaoman's hand was still frozen in mid-air, and the expression on her face instantly froze.

She bit her lower lip angrily, feeling both angry and annoyed, and in the end, she could only lie back down unwillingly.

It's because this man she married is like this every day that she started having an affair!

The next morning, Zhou Jianjun rode his bicycle to the military hospital alone without saying goodbye to anyone.

In the consultation room, the doctor in the white coat pushed up his glasses and handed him a lab report, speaking in a businesslike tone.

"The test results are in. Comrade Zhou Jianjun, your testosterone level is abnormal. After several follow-up examinations, we can confirm that you have azoospermia."

"Azoospermia...?" Zhou Jianjun felt dizzy. He stared at the words, his voice hoarse and unnatural: "Doctor, are you... are you sure? Could there be a mistake?"

The doctor sighed and pointed to the data on the lab report, saying, "We've checked it several times already, there's no mistake. This is probably related to your long-term exposure to pesticides. I heard you were the leader of the scientific research group in your company, right? Those chemicals are very harmful to the body."

The doctor paused for a moment, then suggested, "How about this, if it doesn't work, you should talk to your superiors and withdraw from the experimental group first, then start formal treatment immediately to regulate your body. There might still be a chance to cure it."

Zhou Jianjun held the thin piece of paper in his hand, but after a long while, he didn't say a word.

The sun was already just beginning to rise.

Jiang Wanqiu had just gotten up when Le Yunyun burst in like a gust of wind. Before she even got close, her loud chatter had already reached her.

"Late Autumn! Late Autumn! Look what this is!"

She pulled a thick wad of "10,000-yuan notes" from her military green satchel, slammed it on the table with a resounding, crisp sound.

Jiang Wanqiu was applying makeup in front of a small mirror when she heard the sound and turned around.

She blinked her misty eyes, looking at the huge sum of money on the table with some surprise.

"so much?"

"Absolutely!" Le Yunyun plopped down, her cheeks flushed with excitement. "I finally understand! When it comes to men's products, men have to say they're good! Those few words of advice your Zhao Wenchang wrote are more effective than any advertisement!"

She moved closer to Jiang Wanqiu, grinning mischievously.

"You wouldn't believe it, when those women came to buy things, they all said things like, 'Oh my, how come Battalion Commander Zhao writes everything down,' their faces turning as red as monkey bottoms, but when it came to paying, their hands were faster than anyone else's! I only took two bottles of your essential oil, someone wanted them all, but another person refused, and they almost got into a fight! The little bit of stock you gave me was all sold out in one day!"

Le Yunyun held up three fingers, indicating, "We made a total of three hundred yuan!"