In the bedroom of the Sun family villa, a pale-faced, gloomy man lay on the hospital bed, an IV needle inserted into his right hand, the other end of the transparent tube connected to a transparent glass bottle. Three or four men in black surrounded him, standing at the four corners of the bed, showing him 360° of unwavering concern.
A sudden buzzing sound came from the phone. Sun Fei, who was unconscious on the bed, couldn't help but frown. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he showed signs of waking up.
The bodyguard beside him quickly picked up his phone, and the three large characters "Zhang Wenxiu" appeared prominently on the screen. Sun Fei's eyes were filled with confusion. He blinked, finally snapping back to reality with the pain in his back.
"The young lady wants you to proceed according to the original plan, otherwise you should know the consequences." The bodyguard in black, with a stern face and a cold, serious tone, shoved the phone into Sun Fei's hand.
Sun Fei's consciousness seemed to be stuck on the day before yesterday, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably. He knew Liu Peilan was ruthless, but he never expected her to be so ruthless to her husband of decades, completely forgetting what he had done.
"Hey..." Sun Fei swallowed hard, his voice weak, but he had no choice but to pull himself together and continue the charade. He knew Liu Peilan's personality. If he didn't do as she said, he'd probably be ten times worse off than he was now; this woman was ruthless, and no one could stand against her.
Moreover, he harbored resentment towards Zhang Wenxiu as well. If this woman hadn't been so foolish and incompetent, he wouldn't have been discovered by Liu Peilan, and he wouldn't have even considered betraying her. Since he couldn't protect her anyway, why should he pretend to be devoted to this stupid woman? He might as well all go down with her.
"Cough, you did a good job." Sun Fei's throat itched, so he coughed to comfort the other person, and then continued, "Next, you'll go to the police station to be a witness. You'll get a lot of benefits from that."
Zhang Wenxiu's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and she readily agreed, completely unaware that something was amiss. She was already envisioning herself becoming a winner in life.
After tidying herself up, Zhang Wenxiu put on her most beautiful makeup, wore a red dress, carried a designer handbag, and walked out with her head held high and an uncontrollable smile on her lips, which made the surrounding neighbors have an even worse impression of her.
While her own husband was being questioned by the police, she went out happily, dressed so provocatively—clearly a woman who couldn't stay at home. Not to mention, Zhang Wenxiu in that red dress was truly an eyesore.
Red symbolizes passion, and it's a color that most people can't really pull off. Zhang Wenxiu's fair skin makes it alright. The problem is his excess fat, which is particularly noticeable under the tight dress. It looks like sections of lotus root just dug up in summer, swaying with every step, aggressively asserting its presence.
That appearance was so striking that I dared not look at it again after just one glance. If I looked any longer, I'd probably have to go to the hospital to wash my eyes.
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