Shanghai Heiress Empties Family Fortune, Carries Pregnant Belly to Join the Army

【Delicate Beauty vs. Cold, Tough Soldier, Sweet Pampering, Everyday Family Life, Face-Slapping Hypocrites】 Shen Wanjun woke up one day to find herself transmigrated into the body of the abused ...

Chapter 85 I'm sorry, okay?

Chapter 85 I'm sorry, okay?

Hao Mei refused to take the blame: "When did I ever protect my sister?"

Gao Xiaoman disagreed, and the two argued for a long time without reaching a conclusion.

But with witnesses present, Wang Ming will certainly not escape punishment.

"Wang Ming, apologize to Comrade Bai Lu first," Hao Mei said.

Wang Ming was very unhappy. He just said a few words casually, and Bai Lu reacted so strongly.

What does this show? It shows that she was already feeling guilty.

Wang Ming didn't want to apologize, but he had no choice but to.

With Hao Mei on her side in the compound, if Bai Lu were to go to the village and cause trouble, the brigade leader wouldn't be so lenient.

At best, his reputation will be completely ruined; at worst, he will lose his job.

"Sorry, okay?"

Wang Ming's eyes darted around, and his toes unconsciously scribbled on the ground.

A stiff smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, and the apology was squeezed out from between his teeth, each word sticky and indistinct like chewing gum.

Bai Lu looked at him quietly, while Wang Ming stared back without any politeness.

He shrugged his shoulders slightly, adopting a defensive posture.

Bai Lu suddenly laughed. There's no point in reasoning with this kind of person.

He looked resentful, not like he was apologizing, but more like he had been forced to swallow a live fly.

"Political Commissar Hao, I'll be going now."

She had made things clear with Wang Ming, and as for Battalion Commander Zhang, she didn't want to get involved, nor could she.

Hao Mei nodded. After Bai Lu left, Wang Ming said, "Then I'm leaving too."

Now that the matter was over, he didn't want to stand there and be scolded by Political Commissar Hao.

He was her brother-in-law, and Hao Mei didn't give him any face at all.

Hao Mei waved her hand, signaling him to leave quickly.

Wang Ming was overjoyed, but just as he reached the door, Zhang Guoqing suddenly called him back.

"Wait, this isn't over between us yet."

Zhang Guoqing's voice was cold and hard, his sharp gaze fixed on his back.

"Your behavior constitutes breaking off a marriage."

Wang Ming stopped abruptly, felt a chill on the back of his neck, and the joy on his face instantly froze.

He slowly turned around, forcing a dry laugh: "Battalion Commander Zhang, I'm not targeting you."

Zhang Guoqing sneered: "You're not targeting me? You didn't spread the rumors?"

"Now my wife and I are having a conflict because of your rumors."

He turned to Hao Mei and asked seriously, "Political Commissar Hao, tell me, isn't this ruining Jun's marriage?"

Wang Ming's Adam's apple bobbed, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He prayed in his heart that Hao Mei would say no, and that he shouldn't be so petty, and that they could make a big deal out of it and let it go.

But Hao Mei nodded: "A little."

Gao Xiaoman exclaimed, "Just a little? He almost ruined my family!"

She looked at Zhang Guoqing with embarrassment, wanting to apologize to him, but the words wouldn't come out.

She didn't want to bow down to him in front of outsiders.

Gao Xiaoman has her own pride.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Zhang Guoqing's eyes, and he then said, "Political Commissar Hao, given that Wang Ming is your brother-in-law, I request that Comrade Zhou Lan be given full authority to handle this matter."

Hao Mei used to be so supportive of Hao Yan, but Zhang Guoqing doesn't trust her anymore.

Zhou Lan, who hadn't had a chance to speak until now, nodded happily.

"Alright, Battalion Commander Zhang, don't worry, I will handle this matter fairly."

After saying that, he asked Hao Mei, "Political Commissar Hao, do you...do you agree?"

Her supervisor didn't assign her any work, but she took on the task on her own initiative, without first obtaining her supervisor's approval.

Zhou Lan was a little uneasy, while Hao Mei snorted out a single word: "Okay."

After leaving the compound that night, Wang Ming was surrounded by several burly men on the road.

Are you Wang Ming?

"I...no." Seeing that the situation was not good, Wang Ming turned and ran.

The burly men caught up and beat Wang Ming unconscious.

Hao Yan took the person to the brigade health center in the middle of the night. After a simple bandage, the doctor suggested that they go to the commune health center.

Hao Yan didn't know many people in the village, so she had to go to Zhong Chuchu for help.

As dawn broke, the Jiang family's gate remained tightly shut, and there was not a sound from inside.

Hao Yan knocked on the door, and Zhong Chuchu, looking emaciated, threw herself into Hao Yan's arms, crying her heart out.

The Jiang family members were taken away by the Party Secretary last time and interrogated for quite a while.

“Those people are inhuman; they used vigilante justice.”

The Qing Dynasty is long gone, but these people are still acting like local tyrants.

"So your father-in-law isn't here?" Hao Yan was too busy with her own affairs to care about her messy business.

Zhong Chuchu nodded: "They only let me and my mother-in-law come back."

The secretary seemed uninterested in the matter of Special W, only focused on the money her father-in-law had embezzled, which is why he let her go.

"Hao Yan, do you think they might kill someone?"

Zhong Chuchu's eyes were bloodshot as she stared wide-eyed and asked.

Although she hated Jiang Weiguo to death in her past life, she still has to rely on him now.

The baby in the womb cannot be without a father.

Hao Yan thought for a moment and asked, "What exactly did your father-in-law do wrong?"

She had heard rumors that he had embezzled a lot of money.

If the situation isn't serious, she can try asking Hao Yan for help.

Zhong Chuchu's eyes flickered. "Actually, I'm not quite sure either."

Hao Yan gave her a deep look; this person didn't trust her.

"Well, I'll be going now, nothing else."

Hao Yan originally planned to ask Jiang Xiangdong to help her contact a major hospital in the provincial capital.

I heard that Zhong Chuchu went there for her last medical appointment.

Song Zhan only stayed there for two days, and he was able to stand up again when he came back.

Clearly, the level of expertise at major hospitals is unquestionable.

Wang Ming was eventually sent to the commune clinic, where his family's savings were exhausted, but he finally woke up.

After lying in bed for a week, he gritted his teeth and said to Hao Yan, "It's that Bai Lu. She hired someone to mess with me."

Hao Yan said, "I'll go find my sister. My sister can definitely handle her."

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In the courtyard.

These past few days, everyone has been eating communal meals, with each family taking turns cooking, and the atmosphere has been quite harmonious.

Whether it tastes good or not, there's only so much rice, and there's never a drop of soup left in the pot.

Dang Xianghong complained to Shen Wanjun, "My two boys act like they've never eaten before."

Every time they get food, they take a huge bowl and sometimes eat two bowls.

"They've completely humiliated me."

Shen Wanjun laughed heartily: "That half-grown boy can eat his father out of house and home, that's absolutely true."

However, now the targets of these two lads' mischief have changed from the Party to the general public.

"Young lady, is it your turn to cook tomorrow?" Dang Xianghong asked.

Shen Wanjun nodded, "I've made up my mind, I'll make noodles."

Noodles are easy to make and everyone loves to eat them.

"Was it made at Grandma Cui's house yesterday?"

"It seems so."

Dang Xianghong looked at her with disdain: "The food she makes is so salty it could kill you."

"And they even said that eating too much salt makes you strong, and if you're thirsty, you can drink water and then you won't feel hungry."

Dang Xianghong couldn't understand what era this was, that there were still people like Old Lady Cui who would endure hardship without any real suffering.

"I saw her secretly take a few eggs yesterday, so be careful tomorrow."

Dang Xianghong always felt that Old Lady Cui was up to no good.

Shen Wanjun nodded thoughtfully. Indeed, Old Madam Cui suffered such a great injustice last time.

Given her personality, how could she possibly swallow this insult?