Chapter 41 Picked her up and looked at her with a smile.

The moment Jiang Wanxia's hand touched Wang Jianjun's waistband, his bloodshot eyes snapped open.

What are you doing!

Wang Jianjun slapped Jiang Wanxia's hand away and glared at her warily.

Jiang Wanxia was startled by the fierce look in his eyes, then forced a shy smile onto her face and said in a soft, high-pitched voice, "Jianjun... it's getting late, we... we should consummate our marriage."

"Consummate the marriage?" Wang Jianjun frowned and snorted heavily. "Get out of my way! I'm not in the mood for that right now!"

He rolled over, turning his backside towards her.

Jiang Wanxia's smile froze.

She was unwilling to accept this; she couldn't swallow this insult! She had to get pregnant quickly to keep the Wang family in check.

She gritted her teeth, pressed herself against him again, and said with a forced smile, "It's okay, I'll take care of you."

As she spoke, her hand began to wander restlessly down the man's waist.

In the struggle, the woman eventually managed to forcibly pull down the pants.

She was completely stunned.

how so?

Although she disliked Zhao Wenchang in her past life and never let him touch her, she still saw him by chance.

They are not the same thing at all!

Could it be that... men's sexual function is different from one person to another?

Just as she was lost in thought, Wang Jianjun, annoyed by her, suddenly raised his leg and kicked her right in the chest.

"roll!"

Jiang Wanxia was kicked and fell onto the cold cement floor, and it took her a long time to catch her breath.

Before she could react, the man on the bed had already fallen into a deep sleep again, snoring loudly.

Humiliation, anger, and a sense of panic at being deceived rushed to my head in an instant.

She lay on the ground, tears streaming down her face like broken beads, until she finally broke down in sobs.

As she cried, the image of Jiang Wanqiu's smiling face from earlier that day flashed through her mind.

It's all her fault! She's the one who made me suffer so much!

She lied to him about how good the Wang family was to her in her past life, which led her to jump into the Wang family's fire pit in this life!

She must have done it on purpose!

Jiang Wanxia clenched her fists tightly.

Jiang Wanqiu, I'll make you pay! I'll definitely get my revenge!

...

Achoo!

Jiang Wanqiu, who was being nagged, sneezed loudly on her bed at the Red Star Hotel.

After autumn arrives in Shanghai, the temperature difference between day and night is large.

When they returned from the state-run restaurant that evening, a fine drizzle had already begun to fall from the sky, and the wind was so cold that people were shivering.

Jiang Wanqiu couldn't stand it as soon as she entered the room. She shivered, took off her shoes in a few quick movements, and burrowed into the quilt, leaving only her bright black eyes showing.

Zhao Wenchang followed her and closed the door. He casually loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, revealing his delicate collarbone and a small patch of honey-colored chest.

He walked to the bedside, bent down, and touched Jiang Wanqiu's forehead with his warm, large hand.

Some of it is icy, not hot.

He breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately hardened his face and lectured, "I told you to wear an extra layer this morning, but you wouldn't listen. Now you know it's cold?"

He pulled a thick sweater out of the box and handed it to her, teasingly saying, "Just now outside, I saw you were afraid of getting wet in the rain, so you darted off a long way. You looked just like the rabbits on the hill behind our house."

"You're the rabbit!" Jiang Wanqiu reached out and pinched the man's strong waist again.

However, he was right. She underestimated the temperature in Shanghai. She left home confidently in the morning without even taking a coat.

The man didn't flinch, but just tilted his head, his deep eyes fixed on her, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Jiang Wanqiu's heart pounded as he stared at her, and her gaze involuntarily fell on his open collar.

Under the dim light, the man's well-defined abdominal muscles were faintly visible beneath his shirt, exuding a powerful aura with each breath.

He looks really good in that suit; it's a bit of a shame to take it off...

No, no, that won't do.

Jiang Wanqiu looked away and rubbed her face: What is she thinking!

Zhao Wenchang raised an eyebrow as he watched the woman staring intently at his waist and abdomen, his deep voice carrying a hint of mockery: "Have you stared enough?"

Jiang Wanqiu, not knowing where she got the courage, shook her head almost unconsciously and muttered softly, "...No."

Zhao Wenchang chuckled softly, his chest trembling.

“Okay,” he said decisively, “then I won’t take my clothes off today, I’ll let you see as much as you want.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than he suddenly stretched out his long arm and scooped Jiang Wanqiu, wrapped in a blanket, up with her.

"ah!"

Jiang Wanqiu gasped as she was lifted into the air. The feeling of weightlessness made her instinctively reach out and cling tightly to the man's shoulders, like a vine.

Zhao Wenchang's strength was astonishing; when he suddenly exerted force in his waist and abdomen, his clearly defined V-line almost burst through his shirt. He held her so easily, enjoying the way she willingly threw herself into his arms.

Jiang Wanqiu was extremely nervous, afraid that she would fall. Her cheek was pressed against his burning chest, and her heart was pounding so fast that it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

Zhao Wenchang was still laughing, and deliberately bounced her up a little.

Jiang Wanqiu was so frightened she almost bit her tongue, and could only hug him even tighter.

The blanket had fallen to the floor sometime during the night...

That night was so exciting that Jiang Wanqiu's legs were still a little weak when she checked out and went to the train station the next day.

The train chugged back to their familiar small county town.

When Jiang Wanqiu got off the train, she found many unfamiliar young faces on the platform. Men and women were carrying large and small bags, with confused and curious expressions on their faces.

Those educated youth who had been sent to the countryside had all arrived.

After returning home and settling in, when she went to the commune to collect the work assigned to her, the cadre in charge of registration flipped through the roster for a long time and finally told Jiang Wanqiu that no work had been assigned to her.

Jiang Wanqiu was puzzled when Zhao Wenchang explained.

He has already submitted his application to the military. Once it is approved, Jiang Wanqiu will be a military dependent and can go directly to the military base with him without having to work in the village.

On the way back, a bespectacled, well-mannered female educated youth took the initiative to greet Jiang Wanqiu.

"Hello, Comrade Jiang Wanqiu. I saw you at the train station. I never expected we'd be assigned to the same village."

The other person spoke gently, and Jiang Wanqiu nodded politely in response.

The man then asked with a smile, "I just heard from the officer that you're going to join the army. I'm so envious. When do you plan to leave?"

Jiang Wanqiu shook her head: "It's not clear yet, we'll wait for notification."

In the evening, Zhao Wenchang returned home, looking somewhat serious. He said he estimated he would have to stay in the village for a while longer.

Jiang Wanqiu poured him a glass of water and asked curiously, "Why? Didn't you say the application would be approved soon?"

Zhao Wenchang took the water glass, took a sip, and then said, "An urgent mission has come from above. There are foreign spies who have infiltrated this group of newly arrived educated youth. I can't go anywhere until we find them."

Jiang Wanqiu was startled and blurted out, "Are they from the 'Jehovah Witnesses'?"

She regretted it as soon as the words left her mouth.

Sure enough, Zhao Wenchang's gaze towards her suddenly became somewhat strange.

He stared at her and slowly asked, "How did you know where these spies came from?"