Chapter 61: Teasing her again. How annoying!

"Did you hear me?" Lin Mengyao banged on the table impatiently. "You family members can't even handle your own family problems, so you come to the hospital to make a scene. We're here to treat patients, not to mediate your marital conflicts! Get out of here and don't hold up the people who are waiting to see a doctor!"

Chen Wenwen was so scolded that she didn't dare to say a word back, and tears streamed down her face.

The people queuing behind her had already started whispering among themselves. Chen Wenwen couldn't bear the embarrassment any longer and could only lower her head and quickly leave.

As soon as I stepped out of the consultation room, someone grabbed my arm.

"Wenwen, what's wrong? What happened to you?"

Li Yanhong's voice rang out from the side.

When Chen Wenwen looked up and saw it was her, she could no longer hold back the pent-up grievances she had been holding back and burst into tears.

When she started crying, Li Yanhong knew that something serious had happened.

She looked around; the corridor was bustling with people, not a place to talk.

"Come on, come on, come over there with your sister-in-law. Tell her what's wrong, and she'll take care of it for you!" Li Yanhong said without waiting for a reply, pulling her towards a secluded spot at the corner of the stairs.

Once they reached a secluded spot, Li Yanhong let go of her hand and pulled a handkerchief from her pocket, giving it to her: "Quickly wipe your face, you're all bruised and battered from crying. Tell me, how did that Lin guy bully you?"

Chen Wenwen took the handkerchief, sobbing, but kept shaking her head, unable to say anything.

That incident... was so embarrassing.

"What's wrong? Are you embarrassed to say?" Li Yanhong was straightforward, and seeing her like this, she roughly guessed what was going on. "Is it your husband's back acting up again?"

Chen Wenwen froze for a moment, then nodded and mumbled, "Um... as soon as it gets cold, his old problem flares up, and he's in a lot of pain."

"Don't try to fool your sister-in-law!" Li Yanhong glared at her and poked her forehead. "You're crying like this because your back hurts? Do you think I'm stupid? Be honest, is your man... not compatible in that area?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Wenwen stopped crying and buried her head even lower, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Seeing her reaction, Li Yanhong understood everything.

She sighed, her tone softening slightly: "Girl, what's so hard about this? What we women want is a man who cares for us, to have a baby, and to live a peaceful life. If he's not good enough, how will you manage?"

“Sister-in-law…” Chen Wenwen’s heart was touched, and tears welled up again. “It’s not that he can’t do it… it’s just… it’s just that there’s something wrong with him, something he can’t get over…”

Her husband injured his back while on a mission a couple of years ago, and he's been having some trouble with sex since then.

She was young and naive back then, and complained a couple of times. But the man was very proud, and even after his back injury healed, he refused to touch her again, leaving her with a lingering resentment.

Over the years, she tried everything, even force, but the man was determined, and the two slept in the same bed like brothers.

“...Other military wives laugh at me behind my back, saying I’m a hen that can’t lay eggs…” Chen Wenwen became more and more upset as she spoke, her shoulders shaking with sobs.

Li Yanhong frowned as she listened, and finally spoke up: "Hey! I thought it was no big deal!"

She grabbed Chen Wenwen's hand and said, "Here's what I'm going to tell you! Tonight, go find the man from Battalion Commander Zhao's house in our compound!"

Chen Wenwen blinked: "Looking for that girl who just arrived a few days ago?"

“Yes! That’s her!” Li Yanhong nodded. “Don’t let her young age fool you, she’s from the big south, she has a lot of tricks up her sleeve! I’m not afraid to tell you, my husband used to have some issues, but she cured him, didn’t she? Now…”

Li Yanhong chuckled twice, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Chen Wenwen's eyes lit up immediately: "Sister-in-law, are you telling the truth?"

"Why would I lie to you? Just go tonight and say I sent you! It'll definitely work!"

On the other side, in front of the school building of the affiliated primary school, Zhao Wenchang stood tall and elegant in his crisp military uniform, attracting frequent glances from many female teachers who were leaving get out of class.

"Battalion Commander Zhao!"

A clear voice rang out, and Sun Xiaomei's eyes lit up. She quickly stepped forward to greet the voice.

"Battalion Commander Zhao, did you come to see me?" Sun Xiaomei looked at him with a warm smile and bright eyes. "How is Ping An doing lately? I haven't seen him for a while, and I really miss him."

She had always liked this young and promising battalion commander. When Zhao Wenchang's son Ping An was alive, she was the one who took care of him at the military region's nursery.

She had long subconsciously regarded herself as the future mistress of the Zhao family.

But when she tentatively asked Ping An last time if he wanted her to be his mother, that brat shook his head like a rattle drum, which made her feel upset for a long time.

Now that she hadn't seen him for a while, the man in front of her seemed even more charming, especially after hearing that the old regimental commander was about to retire and that he was the first choice to take over. Sun Xiaomei's mind started to wander again.

Zhao Wenchang nodded to her, his expression indifferent and calm: "I've come to see the principal."

He paused for a moment, then added, "My wife just came here with the military, and I'd like to find her a job. I'm asking around at the school if there are any suitable positions."

“Lover?” Sun Xiaomei was stunned. She looked at Zhao Wenchang in disbelief. “You…you’re married?”

"Hmm," Zhao Wenchang replied casually.

Sun Xiaomei's lips twitched, and without thinking, she blurted out, "The school is already full! All the teachers have been recruited, one person per position, where are there any vacancies? Battalion Commander Zhao, you should leave."

Zhao Wenchang raised an eyebrow: "This matter is not up to you."

Just as he finished speaking, a chubby middle-aged man also finished class and came out of the classroom carrying two books. He saw Zhao Wenchang coming towards him.

"Oh, Battalion Commander Zhao!" Wang Huaxia immediately greeted him with a smile and saluted. "What brings you here?"

Ignoring Sun Xiaomei's sour face beside him, Zhao Wenchang took a long stride and walked directly to Principal Wang.

"Principal Wang, I have something I'd like to ask you." He got straight to the point. "My spouse has come with me to the military, and I was wondering if there's anything she can do at the school?"

Upon hearing this, Principal Wang rubbed his round head, looking troubled: "Well... it's hard to say. How about this, you bring the person over first so I can take a look. I need to see what kind of person they are before deciding what position to assign them, right?"

So, half an hour later, Jiang Wanqiu, who was still lazing in bed, was dragged out of bed by the man, dressed in a daze, and led directly to the principal's office.

She stood in front of the door with the "Principal's Office" sign, still a little dazed, and subconsciously tugged at Zhao Wenchang's sleeve.

"You...you really kidnapped the principal?"

Zhao Wenchang turned his head and looked at her sleepy, serious, and silly face. He couldn't help but let out a low laugh from his chest.

He leaned close to her ear, his hot breath brushing against her earlobe, and teased her in a low voice, "What? You really want to be the principal?"

Jiang Wanqiu's face flushed with embarrassment and annoyance at his laughter, and she raised her hand to punch his strong arm.

"You're annoying!"

As the two were pushing and shoving each other, a stern reprimand suddenly came from the side.

"What are you doing! Playing around in the school building corridor, what kind of behavior is this!"

Sun Xiaomei had a stern face, her hands behind her back, and she glared at Jiang Wanqiu with an unfriendly look.