Sister-in-law Wang and Granny Wang awkwardly got up and moved outside.
Zhou Qiqi watched the two turn the corner and was about to close the courtyard gate when she saw Wang Dasao suddenly return, panting heavily.
"Qiqi,"
Sister-in-law Wang leaned against the door frame, panting heavily, her chest heaving.
"Could you please ask Da Mei for me? If she's willing to agree, I'm willing to split the profits 50/50 with her! Really! Even if I get 40% and she gets 60%, that's fine too!"
She genuinely loves growing flowers, and it was truly heartbreaking to see them wither and die in her yard.
Looking at her like this, Zhou Qiqi sighed inwardly and shook her head.
"Sister-in-law Wang, it's not that I don't believe you. Remember when I asked you, you said you wouldn't change the person, but in the end, didn't you..."
She's forty years old after all, but she doesn't dare to say a word of her own decency in her own home. She has to watch her mother-in-law's expression in everything she does and is completely controlled by her.
Seeing her like this, Zhou Qiqi felt both angry and anxious, truly disappointed in her.
Speechless at these words, Sister-in-law Wang's face turned bright red. After a long while, she stammered, "I'm sorry to Da Mei," and didn't insist any further. With her head hanging low, she turned and slowly walked away.
Zhou Qiqi sighed, closed the courtyard gate, and hurried off to cook.
It's late November now, almost late autumn. The troops have just finished their autumn field training and are busy with the year-end assessment. Everyone is on high alert every day.
Sure enough, Shen Huaichuan didn't return until after nine o'clock in the evening.
It was past nine o'clock at night when Shen Huaichuan returned. He ate the food Zhou Qiqi had left for him and then went to take a shower.
Zhou Qiqi was lying in bed looking at factory documents when Shen Huaichuan, his body slightly damp with moisture, also lay down.
He stretched out his arm and naturally pulled Zhou Qiqi into his embrace, his strong arms tightly encircling her waist. He rubbed his chin against her soft hair, his stubble tickling her slightly.
"Did everything go smoothly at the factory today?"
His deep voice was exceptionally clear in the quiet night, carrying a hint of barely perceptible satisfaction.
"Yes, the fabrics and everything else have been inspected, and we're just waiting to start production."
Zhou Qiqi snuggled into his warm embrace, finding a more comfortable position, and then remembered what happened during the day. "By the way, I have something to tell you."
Shen Huaichuan listened quietly, his large hand gently stroking her back. After she finished speaking, he pondered for a moment and then said.
“You were right to refuse. They acted unfairly back then, and now that they’ve suffered, they’re only thinking of Sister Da Mei. We really shouldn’t let Sister Da Mei go back and suffer that humiliation again.”
Hearing her agree with him, Zhou Qiqi's lingering displeasure dissipated. She snuggled closer to him and gave a muffled "Mmm".
"but,"
Shen Huaichuan changed the subject, gently tapping her back with his fingertip, "You may refuse, but you should still ask Sister Da Mei what she thinks."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Qiqi slightly raised her head from his embrace, her tone resolute.
"Why would you ask? Sister Mei has such a good job now! She's not stupid, how could she give up a good job and go back? I know Sister Mei, she's quite strong-willed! She would absolutely not agree!"
Shen Huaichuan chuckled softly, his chest trembling slightly.
He tightened his arms, holding the person in his arms even closer, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe.
I don't think so.
"Um?"
Zhou Qiqi felt a little itchy from his hot breath and shrank her neck.
"I've met Sister Mei a few times,"
Shen Huaichuan's voice remained steady, carrying an air of conviction.
"She is indeed efficient and straightforward, but I don't think she's the kind of person who's willing to follow others' orders. Perhaps she has other ideas about the flower and plant business?"
Zhou Qiqi was a little stunned by his analysis. After thinking about it carefully, she realized that Shen Huaichuan had a sharp eye and always had keen observation skills. Nothing in the military could be hidden from him.
Even though she believed Zhao Damei would give up her current stability to take that risk, she still thought it was impossible.
"Hmph, you're just guessing!"
Zhou Qiqi, unconvinced, lightly punched his chest.
"Sister Da Mei has finally settled down, she's not going back! If it were me, I definitely wouldn't go back either!"
Shen Huaichuan raised an eyebrow, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "How about... we make a bet?"
In the darkness, his eyes seemed to light up, holding a hint of something indescribable.
Zhou Qiqi didn't notice, and only felt that he didn't believe her, so she angrily raised her chin.
"Let's gamble! Let's gamble on whether Sister Mei will agree to go back!"
Zhou Qiqi's voice carried a hint of smugness, "I bet she absolutely won't! If you lose... you have to grant me one request! Any request will do!"
"What if I win?"
Shen Huaichuan's voice deepened, carrying a seductive tone, and the hands around her waist began to restlessly caress her, his fingertips brushing against the soft flesh of her side.
Zhou Qiqi felt flustered and her face flushed as he touched her, but she refused to back down and said in a hard voice.
"You won... I'll grant you one request too! You can't win anyway!"
"It's a deal!"
Shen Huaichuan chuckled softly, the sound echoing in the quiet night, carrying an indescribable sensuality and allure.
He reached out and gently turned off the bedside lamp.
The room suddenly darkened, with only the faint moonlight filtering in from the window.
No longer satisfied with a gentle caress through her pajamas, his warm hand, with an undeniable force, slipped inside her garment and pressed against her delicate, soft waist.
Zhou Qiqi let out a soft hum, her body tensing up and relaxing instantly, as if her bones had been removed, and she went limp in his arms.
In the darkness, her senses were amplified. The slight itch and shivering from the calluses on his fingertips brushing against her skin made her breath catch in her throat.
Shen Huaichuan lowered his head, precisely capturing her lips, and a kiss with a hint of coolness landed heavily on his lips.
His breath was hot and rapid, carrying a long-suppressed desire that almost melted her.
Zhou Qiqi felt a buzzing in her head, all her thoughts were turned into mush by the passionate kiss, she could only passively endure it, and couldn't help but awkwardly respond, her hands climbing up his broad and firm back.
As their lips intertwined, Shen Huaichuan's kiss gradually moved downwards.
His burning lips pressed against her earlobe, his voice hoarse and filled with heavy breathing and an undisguised possessiveness.
"Qiqi...if I win...you have to promise me..."
He paused deliberately, then rolled over and gently pulled her onto his lap, the meaning of which couldn't be clearer.
Even through the thin fabric, Zhou Qiqi could clearly feel the astonishing heat emanating from him, and her face flushed instantly, her ears burning.
"We'll talk after you win..."
She still stubbornly refused to admit defeat, but her voice was as soft as cotton, both delicate and charming, with a hint of broken panting, which completely ignited the flames in Shen Huaichuan's eyes.
He chuckled softly, and with a swift movement, he pinned her beneath him...
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