Hospital.

Xu Manzhi was lying in bed sleeping when she suddenly sensed danger and instinctively threw a punch.

"Ouch!"

A scream.

Xu Manzhi looked up and saw a big man with red and swollen eyes standing by the bed, looking very affectionate.

What are you doing?

Zhou Xiangqun rushed forward and tried to grab her hand in his haste, but she dodged him.

He realized he had been too forward with the woman and gave an awkward smile.

But the worry in his heart was written all over his face: "You heartless father, how could you be so cruel as to beat you like this? Tell me, how do you want me to get revenge for you? I'll do everything for you."

What a beautiful face!

What will he do if he gets disfigured?

It concerns him... He has to do whatever it takes to get this woman. The Jiang family owes him something. Anyway, she comes from the countryside, is naive, and easy to fool.

Xu Manzhi found it amusing.

Those who are obsessed with looks are really suffering.

In private, she couldn't be bothered with that jerk, but since he was a fat fish, she suppressed her disgust and said in a low voice, "My face is going to be ruined, are you not planning to keep Jiang Pengyue anymore?"

Zhou Xiangqun was taken aback.

He had mixed feelings; the girl's words had touched upon the darkness in his heart.

But how can a man admit to his own shallowness?

He said with a righteous expression, "Don't worry, Pengyue, I know the most famous plastic surgeon in Beijing. He can definitely cure your face."

After saying that, I realized it wasn't appropriate.

He quickly explained, "Don't worry, I've already submitted the marriage application. As long as you agree, we can get our marriage certificate first, set the wedding date in advance, and then pick an auspicious day at the end of the year to hold the banquet. What do you think?"

Xu Manzhi wanted to laugh, but she held it in.

Seeing the toes of her shoes by the door, she said crisply, "Xiang Qun, my face is badly injured. The doctor said it will take more than half a month. It's a big deal for our wedding, so it's hard to say."

"I can wait."

Zhou Xiangqun said with great conviction.

He was worried about how to make Xu Manzhi happy.

Now that she's come to me of her own accord, there's nothing to hesitate about.

Xu Manzhi smiled slightly, pursing her lips.

Wow, this man is really determined.

Why?

He didn't even bother to check, and just based on one sentence from her, he decided she was the one?

If they really get married, Zhou Xiangqun shouldn't be too surprised.

There's no going back.

"I want to eat wontons..." Xu Manzhi said.

The names of the dishes she recently learned.

It looks delicious.

Zhou Xiangqun was overjoyed.

He wasn't afraid of women making demands; he was afraid of them remaining silent.

"I'll go to the restaurant and buy it for you right away," he immediately replied.

"Thank you for your hard work, Comrade Zhou." She smiled.

"It's alright, it's alright, it's all within my duty. Even if it's the stars in the sky, I will do my best to get what you want. As long as you're happy."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Before leaving, the man thoughtfully placed 20 ten-yuan bills and 30 jin of grain coupons on the bedside table.

Xu Manzhi didn't touch it.

She wasn't interested in this kind of paper...

You can't eat it or drink it.

"Xu Manzhi!"

Jiang Pengyue entered the house through gritted teeth.

She hid outside the door and witnessed everything Zhou Xiangqun did. She was so angry that her eyelids rolled back, and she wished she could rush into the house and loudly expose his lies.

"What?"

Xu Manzhi stood up and raised her leg high in place.

"Don't go too far! He's my boyfriend. You're bossing him around like this. What if he really falls for you? How am I supposed to live like this?" Jiang Pengyue exclaimed.

"Heh, that's none of my business."

"you--"

Jiang Pengyue vomited blood.

She strode forward and reached for the money and tickets on the table, but Xu Manzhi snatched them away before she could.

"The money and tickets were given to Xiang Qun's fiancée. How dare you embezzle them?" Jiang Pengyue glared.

"Are you stupid? He's here to comfort me, a patient. If you don't like it, just tell him directly, and I'll hand over the money immediately."

She may look down on it, but that's all she does.

But once something falls into her pocket, no outsider can even dream of getting their hands on it.

Jiang Pengyue was exhausted from being scolded.

She silently endured it, gritting her teeth and vowing with red eyes that one day she would settle accounts with that little bitch. For now, she would let her be smug for a few days.

The Jiang Family Compound.

"Comrade Yan Lin, please come in quickly—"

Gu Meiyun walked out the door with a smile.

The afterglow of the evening sun shone on the tall man's back, darkening his face. But in the backlight, the complex colors of flesh on his cheeks were shocking to see. His skin was tangled together, uneven, and covered with red and purple pustules, making him look nauseating at first glance.

Gu Meiyun, with her strong mental fortitude, managed to suppress her nausea.

She awkwardly welcomed the man in the ugly military uniform.

"ah--"

Jiang Mingda silently exclaimed in his heart.

He swept his gaze across Yan Lin's ugly face with a strange, uncomfortable yet pleasant pleasure.

The image of Xu Manzhi's panicked, fearful face naturally surfaced in my mind...

The "injustice" that had plagued him all afternoon was healed at that moment.

"Come sit down, we can discuss the wedding arrangements," Jiang Mingda said with a forced smile.

Yan Lin placed the fruit and Hongtashan cigarettes on the table.

At Gu Meiyun's invitation, he sat on the sofa, facing the couple.

Even though the man was ugly, his straight nose, bright and sharp eyes, and resolute and rugged face still revealed his handsome features.

What a pity about the bird.

However, Yan Lin is not ugly, so Xu Manzhi is not a suitable match for him.

He sat quietly for a moment.

Neither humble nor arrogant, even imposing, with a hint of restraint hidden within its strength, and a subtle restraint contained within its subtlety.

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