Chapter 70 The woman who's afraid of the cold is very obedient, and he's very satisfied.
Upon being looked at like that, Sun Xiaomei recoiled as if she had been burned, her hand gripping Jiang Wanqiu's.
The man walked over, his gaze falling on Sun Xiaomei's face, which was distorted by panic.
Sun Xiaomei made a snap decision; since things had come to this, she might as well go all out!
If this blows up, even if I don't get the better of myself, I'll make Jiang Wanqiu suffer a lot!
Since things are already like this, I'll just annoy as many people as possible!
She puffed out her chest, as if she had really seen something with her own eyes, pointed at Jiang Wanqiu and Gu Feiyan, and shrieked, "Battalion Commander Zhao! You've come at the perfect time! I... I caught them cheating in the classroom with my own eyes!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Wenchang raised an eyebrow almost imperceptibly and finally turned his gaze to Gu Feiyan.
Zhao Wenchang had never seen Staff Officer Gu, who was usually gentle and easy to talk to, look so unpleasant.
Gu Feiyan's voice held a burning edge: "Sun Xiaomei! This is the military region, please watch your words!"
Jiang Wanqiu's face also turned cold: "Gu and I are completely innocent and have not done anything to wrong anyone. If you insist on holding this against me, you can go to the Military Affairs Department right now and report me, Jiang Wanqiu, for misconduct!"
Gu Feiyan, fearing Zhao Wenchang might misunderstand, stepped forward and explained to him, "Commander Zhao, don't listen to her nonsense. There were a few children in the classroom just now, and Teacher Jiang was teaching them to play the violin. The children can all testify to that. If you still don't believe me..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Wenchang suddenly moved.
He stretched out his long arm and pulled Jiang Wanqiu close to him.
That large, broad hand, seemingly casually placed, actually held firmly on the woman's slender waist.
Seeing that the female lead's attention had been drawn to him, Zhao Wenchang lazily raised his eyelids, looked at Sun Xiaomei, and curled his lips into a half-smile: "Of course I trust my own wife. But you, Teacher Sun, from the first day Jiang Wanqiu arrived, you've seen her as someone who doesn't respect others..."
Now that this has happened, he doesn't even need to think about what this woman is up to.
"If you're trying to force Jiang Wanqiu out with such underhanded tactics just because she took your salary and teaching spot, then I, Zhao Wenchang, have plenty of ways to get you out of here completely."
As Zhao Wenchang said this, his eyes suddenly turned cold: "If I find out you're up to any more tricks, it won't be as simple as a verbal warning today."
Sun Xiaomei hadn't expected Zhao Wenchang to be so unmoved. Startled by his words, she froze on the spot, unable to utter a single word.
Zhao Wenchang stopped looking at her, put his arm around the person in his arms, and turned to leave.
"Let's go home."
Outside the teaching building, the fine snowflakes had grown larger at some point, and they fell softly in the dim light of the setting sun, covering the ground with a thin layer of white down.
Jiang Wanqiu exhaled a puff of white mist and looked up at the person beside her, asking, "Why did you suddenly come?"
Zhao Wenchang didn't answer. Instead, he reached out and gently tugged at her soft, cold cheek, chuckling under his breath, "It's snowing. I came here specifically to see how a certain stubborn woman who's not afraid of the cold is planning to get back."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of a military green jeep not far away opened, and a lifeguard jogged over, snapped to attention, saluted Zhao Wenchang, and handed him a thick military overcoat with both hands.
Zhao Wenchang took it, unfolded it, and draped it over Jiang Wanqiu without saying a word.
"That's why I came here specifically to bring you clothes."
He waved to the staff member in charge of daily life: "You go back and get busy. It's not far from here to the family compound. I'll walk back with her."
Jiang Wanqiu rubbed her hands together and obediently put her arms into her sleeves.
The coat still carried the warmth from inside the car, instantly dispelling the chill from my body.
As soon as she finished dressing, a warm, large hand reached out and enveloped her red, cold hand.
Zhao Wenchang pulled her hand to his lips, breathed a hot breath on it, and then wrapped her small hand tightly in his large palm.
The warmth of their palms touching was too tempting, and Jiang Wanqiu, craving the warmth, didn't struggle.
Looking at her obedient appearance, Zhao Wenchang smiled so much that his eyes narrowed: "What, do you still dare to underestimate the winter in Northeast China?"
Jiang Wanqiu immediately shook her head vigorously.
A deep laugh escaped from the man's chest. He squeezed her hand, then led her through the fresh snow, slowly walking towards the family compound. "If only you were always this obedient, you'd save me so much trouble."
Not far away, under the eaves of the teaching building.
Gu Feiyan stood in the shadows, quietly watching the two figures gradually disappear into the distance.
Zhao Wenchang put the woman's hand into his coat pocket, and the two of them put their heads together, talking about something that made the woman laugh out loud from time to time.
His fingertips curled slightly at his side.
She caught a faint sound of footsteps on snow and turned her head to give Sun Xiaomei a cold glance: "I will personally go to Principal Wang tomorrow to explain what happened today."
He paused, then said coldly, "If there's a next time, it won't be as simple as just reporting it to the principal."
Sun Xiaomei listened with a pounding heart and nodded repeatedly.
Gu Feiyan took one last look at the corner where the two had disappeared, pulled down the brim of her military cap to conceal the emotions in her eyes, and then quickly left.
Family compound.
The room was warm and cozy. As soon as Jiang Wanqiu entered, she took off her oversized military coat and ran to the buzzing radiator to warm her hands like a kitten.
Zhao Wenchang carefully hung up their clothes, walked over, and reached out from behind to cover her little ears, which were red from the cold.
The man's hands were large, instantly covering her ears completely. The world fell silent, leaving only the pounding of her own heartbeat.
After a while, a deep, muffled voice came from beside her, but Jiang Wanqiu couldn't hear it clearly because it was through her hand.
"What did you say?"
She pulled the man's large hand away from her ears, turned around, and looked up to meet Zhao Wenchang's gaze.
The man looked down at her, his eyes, which usually held a hint of mischievousness, now as deep and unfathomable as a still pool.
He paused for a few seconds before speaking again: "What's going on between you and Gu Feiyan?"
Jiang Wanqiu raised an eyebrow, pulled away from the man's palm, turned around and went back to warm up by the radiator, her voice carrying a hint of self-righteous complaint: "What's going on? Your wife was publicly smeared, and instead of comforting me, you come back to interrogate me?"
She paused, then added, "Besides, didn't you say you trusted me just outside?"
Zhao Wenchang looked at the back of her head, which was the only part of her head that was visible to him, and was amused.
This woman, thanks to my training, has become increasingly eloquent.
He walked over in a few steps, wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, and rested his chin on her slender shoulder: "Outside, of course I have to protect my family. Now that we're home, I'm curious, so I should have the right to ask, right? That Staff Officer Gu, don't let his unassuming appearance fool you, he's actually more concerned about his reputation than anyone else. I'm a little surprised that he'd humbly ask for my advice."
The man's breath sprayed against my ear, hot and itchy.
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