"You need to watch your image. Look at you, making yourself look like an old man. You should learn from your Uncle Lei." After Qin Xiaoyu finished speaking, she couldn't help but pause for a moment. She had gone to the provincial capital without saying goodbye, and he probably wouldn't be in a good mood.

It seems I need to have a serious talk with him when I get back and show him more care and concern.

Jiang Fusheng still hadn't come down by the time they got off work, so Qin Xiaoyu had no choice but to wait for him on the street with Wang Jian.

A jeep stopped, and a woman jumped out. Qin Xiaoyu recognized her at a glance—wasn't this Sun Xiuzhen, the rock girl her aunt had been talking about?

What, does she have some other ideas while Tang Wenwen is away?

Qin Xiaoyu pulled Wang Jian back a little. Wang Jian didn't understand why, but he was very obedient.

Sun Xiuzhen seemed to know that Jiang Fusheng hadn't finished work yet, and she stood by the side entrance of the No. 1 Department Store, pacing back and forth from time to time. She didn't notice Qin Xiaoyu and the others, and kept her eyes fixed on the door, very focused.

The door opened, and a few people came out. They all looked like cadres, so it must have been a mid-level meeting. In those days, not many people owned private cars, so most of them headed to the bike shed, got on their bicycles, and left.

Jiang Fusheng walked at the back, chatting happily with a middle-aged man.

"Fusheng! Look what I brought!" Sun Xiuzhen happily greeted him, showing off the tickets in her hand.

"You're here. Sorry, I don't have time to go to the movies."

"It's not a movie, it's a concert. I finally found it. Let's go, you treat me to dinner, and I'll treat you to the concert," Sun Xiuzhen said with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I can't go. My wife will call home, and it's already late." Jiang Fusheng glanced at his watch and strode towards the back of the building.

“Your wife is an open-minded person. She knows you like rock music. She’ll understand if you go to a concert!” Sun Xiuzhen knew he was married, but she just wouldn’t give up. This tactic of gradually eroding his affections was quite skillful.

"I don't care what she thinks, I won't look if I don't want to." Jiang Fusheng's answer made Qin Xiaoyu realize that there was no point in hiding it any longer; this was a perfect answer.

"Fusheng, over here!" Qin Xiaoyu called out from behind, jogging over and gesturing for Wang Jian to follow.

"Sister-in-law, what brings you here?" Jiang Fusheng had changed his form of address to match Tang Wenwen's.

"I need your help with something. Let's go home and talk." Qin Xiaoyu deliberately avoided looking at Sun Xiuzhen.

“Sister-in-law? We’ve met before, what a coincidence.” Sun Xiuzhen took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

"Heh, really?" Qin Xiaoyu didn't give her a friendly look.

"Let's go grab something to eat; there's nothing at home." Jiang Fusheng changed his route.

"Take me with you, I'm starving!" Sun Xiuzhen was really shameless, she chased after him directly.

"Come on, we won't miss you." Seeing that Jiang Fusheng was about to refuse, Qin Xiaoyu quickly agreed before he could.

It seems we need to help Tang Wenwen deal with the potential trouble. If she keeps pestering us like this, and Jiang Fusheng makes a mistake, it could leave him with some leverage, which would be a real problem.

Jiang Fusheng took them to the nearest Russian restaurant.

Watching Jiang Fusheng effortlessly order the dishes that Qin Xiaoyu liked, Sun Xiuzhen's expression was somewhat meaningful.

"You seem to know your sister-in-law's tastes very well?"

"I'm a picky eater, and there aren't many kinds of food I can eat, so it's easy for me to remember them." Qin Xiaoyu's favorite is the specialty wasabi sausage here; just smelling it makes her mouth water.

Wang Jian didn't know how to order Western food, so Jiang Fusheng took it upon himself to order a large steak for him.

"You order for me, I don't believe you've forgotten my tastes so quickly." Sun Xiuzhen pushed the menu that Jiang Fusheng handed her back.

"Then I'll just order whatever I want." Jiang Fusheng said defiantly, but Qin Xiaoyu sensed a hidden meaning in his words.

"Fusheng, you two are classmates, you wouldn't happen to be each other's first love, would you?"

"You're smart, sister-in-law. You guessed right, but we were too young back then. We were both a bit arrogant and couldn't get along. Now we're both mature and stable..."

"What a pity, if only we had met before I was married!" Qin Xiaoyu didn't give Jiang Fusheng a chance to speak; his expression had already turned somewhat unpleasant.

“I admit it, I still love him, and I want to have him at any cost. There’s always a first-come, first-served rule, and he loved me first!” Sun Xiuzhen suddenly lost control of her emotions.

"No, calm down. I've told you so many times, I only love Tang Wenwen. If she doesn't want me, I'll stay single. Stop messing around, okay!" Jiang Fusheng slammed his napkin on the table, his face ashen.

“Listen to this, you said the same thing to me back then. Does it sound familiar? What man wouldn’t say that?” Sun Xiuzhen’s eyes glistened with tears. She was already quite a remarkable person, but now she looked even more pitiful.

"Reporter Sun, I have a few things I'd like to make clear to you. First, Jiang Fusheng has a wife now. Second, Jiang Fusheng doesn't want you now." Qin Xiaoyu finished speaking and quietly looked at Sun Xiuzhen.

"You're talking nonsense!" Sun Xiuzhen was enraged by her second remark. She picked up the glass of red wine in her hand and was about to throw it when Wang Jian, who was sitting next to her, reacted quickly and pushed the glass back down.

"You're not convinced?" Qin Xiaoyu crossed her arms and looked at her defiantly. This boil needs to be squeezed today, or it will cause endless trouble.

"Why should I accept it? Fusheng is clearly bewitched by Tang Wenwen. I don't know what methods she used, but my aunt actually agreed to it, to a woman with an illegitimate child..."

"I don't hit women, so you'd better watch yourself." Jiang Fusheng suddenly stood up.

"See, you're still bothered by it, aren't you? It's the truth. Are you afraid of what people will say? If you don't want people to know, then don't do it in the first place. In the future, many people may gossip and say that your son isn't yours, but someone else's illegitimate child. How will you face that?"

"This woman is so vicious," Qin Xiaoyu said, feigning surprise.

"Don't pretend to be innocent here. You're no good either. A young widow, always flirting with other women, using men as stepping stones to climb the social ladder! You use one and then throw it away. How many have you had now?" This reporter, Sun, was quite skilled; she had indeed done her research.

“Fusheng, look at how women tear off their masks, aren’t you a little scared?” Qin Xiaoyu turned to Jiang Fusheng and said with a smile.

“Not fear, just disgust.” Jiang Fusheng sat back heavily in his chair.

"What did you say? I'm disgusting? I just love you, what did I do wrong!" Sun Xiuzhen completely lost control of her emotions.

"I really have to congratulate you. If you had been with her back then, you would have had a terrible life." Qin Xiaoyu pursed her lips, picked up her wine glass and clinked it against Jiang Fusheng's. She didn't dare to drink, but Jiang Fusheng drank it all in one gulp.

“You’re right. Let’s eat, ignore her, let her go crazy.” Jiang Fusheng realized today that Sun Xiuzhen was truly disgusting.