Feng Mingshu was very happy to see Zhou Jinshan return, but before they could exchange more than a few words, Zhou Jinshan said he had to go out for a while and told her to stay home and rest.
She's not deaf. How could she not hear Fu Jiarong crying so loudly next door?
She then went to the neighboring courtyard, coldly looked at the three men and asked them questions. The two men even showed a hint of panic on their faces, which was quite amusing.
No one answered her question, so Feng Mingshu walked over to Fu Jiarong: "Comrade Fu, you were shouting so loudly just now, why aren't you saying a word now?"
"Ming Shu, you go back first, I'll handle this."
"Comrade Feng, this is my fault, and I will give you an explanation."
Zhou Jinshan and Zhai Qingping spoke at the same time, but both were trying to stop her. Zhai Qingping grabbed Fu Jiarong tightly, preventing her from speaking.
"Are you all ganging up on me to cover this up? Do I need your handling and explanation? I need to know the truth." Feng Mingshu coldly rebuked the person, then stared at Fu Jiarong, "You don't have to say anything, I can ask the political department to ask them, it'll be the same."
After saying that, he turned and walked outside.
Zhai Qingping and Fu Jiarong's expressions changed, and they instinctively tried to stop Feng Mingshu, but this time the couple was stopped by Zhou Jinshan.
"Old Zhou, you don't want to make things worse, do you?" Zhai Qingping asked anxiously.
Zhou Jinshan said calmly, "So what if it gets out of hand? It's not my wife who's at fault."
Zhai Qingping was stunned.
Fu Jiarong could no longer bear it and yelled at Feng Mingshu's retreating figure, "Feng Mingshu, you're shameless! You seduced my husband and you don't even dare to admit it. What are you pretending to be innocent for..."
Snap!
A slap brought Fu Jiarong to an abrupt halt. She covered her face, looking at her husband in disbelief.
Zhai Qingping didn't look at her, suppressing his panic as he faced Feng Mingshu who was walking towards him. He opened his mouth and said, "Comrade Feng..."
Snap!
Feng Mingshu raised his hand and slapped Zhai Qingping. Zhai Qingping was stunned for a moment, and then a second slap came. He still did not dodge and took it.
Fu Jiarong went berserk and lunged at Feng Mingshu: "Why did you hit him? You bastard..."
"Shut up!" Zhai Qingping grabbed Fu Jiarong and shouted coldly.
Actually, even without Zhai Qingping, Fu Jiarong wouldn't have been able to hurt Feng Mingshu, because Zhou Jinshan stepped in front of her to protect her.
Feng Mingshu pushed aside the man in front of her, looked at the couple who were still struggling, and finally her gaze fell on Fu Jiarong, whose cheeks were red and swollen. Her tone was cold: "I slapped Zhai Qingping twice, once for myself and once for you, Fu Jiarong, but obviously the latter was me meddling."
Fu Jiarong was about to speak in anger when she heard Feng Mingshu continue, "But so what if we hit each other? If you're not satisfied, let your man fight my man."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Jinshan looked at Zhai Qingping, who had two handprints on his head, with amusement and raised his chin: "You can hit me however you want, I'll take it."
Zhai Qingping ignored his words and looked directly at Feng Mingshu: "What happened today was our fault, and I apologize to you."
"Why should we apologize? Why—"
"Just because I like her, but she has no idea, it's all unrequited love, I'm just being pathetic, are you satisfied now!" Zhai Qingping roared at Fu Jiarong, then strode out of the courtyard without looking at anyone else.
Fu Jiarong seemed stunned, standing there blankly. She turned around, wanting to ask someone, but she was the only one left in the courtyard.
Zhou Jinshan and Feng Mingshu left after Zhai Qingping left.
Feng Mingshu went straight up to his bedroom on the second floor and closed the door behind him.
Zhou Jinshan stood outside the door, not daring to push it open: "Ming Shu, I was wrong. I shouldn't have kept this from you."
"Don't make noise, Mao Mao is sleeping." Feng Mingshu took a small blanket and covered her sleeping son's stomach with it.
After a moment of silence outside, the door was gently pushed open, and Zhou Jinshan walked in, taking her hand and saying, "Ming Shu, shall we go outside to talk?"
"What's there to say..."
But before he could finish speaking, Feng Mingshu's feet left the ground.
Zhou Jinshan picked her up, stepped out of the bedroom, and only released her after entering the study, but then closed the door behind him.
“Ming Shu, I shouldn’t have kept this from you, but it’s actually quite simple. Zhai Qingping and I both met at a social gathering. Zhai Qingping is the son of a high-ranking official, and he comes from a powerful family. They don’t allow people with strong political backgrounds to marry into the Zhai family, but I didn’t have that burden, so I followed you to your door that very day…”
Hearing this, Feng Mingshu glared at him and said, "Are you feeling smug?"
A smile appeared in Zhou Jinshan's eyes as he leaned down and said to her, "Of course I'm proud to have married you. The guy next door is just a defeated opponent, not worth mentioning."
"Then why did you bring him up?" Feng Mingshu rolled her eyes at Zhou Jinshan, turned around and randomly picked a book from the bookshelf, looking at it with her back to him.
Zhou Jinshan was taken aback for a moment, then realized something, stepped forward and put his arm around his wife's waist, tentatively asking, "Zhuzhu, are you not angry anymore?"
Feng Mingshu raised her face and glared at him: "If there's a next time, you'll sleep in the study for the rest of your life!"
Given the old story, and the fact that it involved the friendship and camaraderie between the two men, she could understand why Zhou Jinshan had kept some things from her.
If today's events hadn't turned out so ugly, Feng Mingshu would have been willing to let it all slide.
As soon as she made this statement, Zhou Jinshan took advantage of the situation: "As long as you stay with me, I'll sleep anywhere." After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed her.
Feng Mingshu pushed him away, saying, "You stink, don't touch me."
Zhou Jinshan hugged her tightly, his eyes burning with passion: "Let's go take a shower together."
...
On the rocks by the sea, Fu Jiarong finally found Zhai Qingping.
Before she could speak, the latter turned to her and said, "Fu Jiarong, let's get a divorce."
Like a bolt from the blue, Fu Jiarong's eyes widened, and she rushed over to hug Zhai Qingping: "I don't agree, I won't get a divorce!"
Zhai Qingping let her hug him, his tone indifferent: "Do you think it's meaningful for us to live like this? What's the point of dragging this out?"
"I don't care, I don't want a divorce, unless I die!"
Zhai Qingping didn't take Fu Jiarong's words seriously, but his expression changed immediately when Fu Jiarong let go of him and jumped straight into the sea. He quickly grabbed Fu Jiarong's wrist with one hand and grabbed a protruding rock with the other.
"Fu Jiarong, are you crazy? Get up here right now!"
Fu Jiarong hung over the rocks, looked up at him and cried, "If you want a divorce, I'll kill myself!"
Zhai Qingping's palms were rubbed raw by the rough stones, and the veins on his arms were bulging. He pulled the man up with a sudden force and slammed him against the rock wall, saying coldly, "If you want to die, no one can stop you, but don't die in front of me."
After saying that, he turned and left, blood dripping from his palm and hitting the rocks.
Fu Jiarong burst into tears and shouted at his retreating back, "I won't get a divorce, or we'll both go down together and neither of us will get away!"
"what ever."
Zhai Qingping's voice drifted over on the sea breeze, devoid of any emotion, but Fu Jiarong burst into tears of joy and chased after him.
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