Chapter 10 Broken Egg
“Zhong Yaozu, I’m giving you too much credit,” Wan San mocked.
The skinny man beat Zhong Yaozu again, knocking out two more of Zhong Yaozu's teeth.
After being beaten, Zhong Yaozu learned his lesson and stopped talking, only staring intently at Shen Wanjun.
Shen Wanjun poured Wan San a cup of wine, and Wan San took it and gestured with his eyes: You drink too.
Shen Wanjun held the wine glass with her slender fingers, took a small sip, and said, "Wow, it's really spicy."
Wan San's heart was pounding again; she was so cute.
Shen Wanjun held a wine glass and enthusiastically poured wine for everyone.
Wan San raised his glass and said, "Come on, brothers, drink! Drink until you drop!"
Everyone echoed, their shouts deafening. The boss was treating everyone to drinks, which were poured by his future sister-in-law herself, and no one dared not drink them all.
Wan San took only a small sip of his wine before putting it down. He had business to attend to that night and wanted to enjoy life's pleasures in a sober state.
"Come with me."
Shen Wanjun was very obedient, following him obediently with shy steps.
After closing the door, Shen Wanjun tiptoed behind Wan San, who was using the toilet.
She asked in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Brother Wan San, are you going to the toilet?"
Wan San frowned deeply. He knew this woman liked him, but he never expected her to follow him all the way to the restroom.
It seems this woman can't wait any longer.
But people have to relieve themselves sometimes, and what if someone is still relieving themselves?
People are most vulnerable when they are using the toilet, and Wan San and Shen Wanjun both understand this.
Wan San: "You go out first, I'll be there soon."
He had just taken that medicine, and it would take some time for it to take effect, so he planned to stay in the toilet for a while.
Shen Wanjun's smile was sweet, revealing a perfect eight teeth, making it difficult to distinguish between genuine and feigned feelings.
Thud—
She suddenly struck, swift and ruthless, injecting an anesthetic into Wan San's neck.
"You..." Wan San clutched his neck, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
Shen Wanjun took out the antidote from her boot and swallowed it, then waited a while longer.
I opened the door when I estimated that it was about time.
People lay sprawled on the ground outside. Shen Wanjun smiled; the anesthetic and sleeping pills her uncle gave her were truly effective.
They found Zhong Yaozu among the locals and stuffed a yellow pill into his mouth.
Shen Wanjun grabbed his arm, trying to drag him into the room, but found that she was not strong enough.
Damn it, it's really heavy.
After thinking for a moment, she flashed into her spatial dimension and drank a bellyful of spiritual spring water.
When I came out again, I was full of energy.
Zhong Yaozu was dragged into the room, and Shen Wanjun took out two knives from her spatial storage and placed them next to the two men.
Great, everything is ready, now we just have to wait for the dogs to fight.
After doing all that, she gently pushed open the door and left, feeling refreshed as she went to the state-run restaurant where she ate two steamed buns and a bowl of porridge.
She was exhausted after acting and doing physical labor all night.
Most importantly, she also touched Wan San's greasy belly.
The thought of that slippery, greasy feeling sent shivers down Shen Wanjun's spine.
When I got home, I felt nauseous and vomited violently.
Weakly lying back on the bed, Shen Wanjun realized how truly delicate her body was.
It's bad enough that I can only eat two buns at a time, but now I've thrown them all up. What a waste!
Shen Wanjun, who was fast asleep, was unaware of what had happened to Wan San.
The next morning, Zhong Yaozu, with one hand holding up his trousers and the other supporting himself against the wall, struggled to knock on the door.
"Dad, Mom, open the door, it's me." The voice was choked with sobs.
Wang Fang opened the door and exclaimed in surprise, "Yaozu, what happened to you?"
My son was fine when he left last night, but he came back today with a bruised and swollen face, and he doesn't even have many teeth left.
Zhong Yaozu clutched his lower abdomen, his face contorted in pain.
"Son, what happened?" Wang Fang was frantic with worry, but Zhong Yaozu gritted his teeth and remained silent.
Zhong Ming quickly packed his things and called to Zhong Chuchu, who was still in a daze, "Let's go, to the hospital."
His son was clearly injured in a vital area, and as a man, he naturally understood men.
There are some things he can't say to his wife and daughter, so only he, the old father, can say them.
Zhong Yaozu was taken to the hospital, and the doctor's words plunged the Zhong family into a deathly silence.
Zhong Chuchu couldn't believe her ears. Her younger brother... he had hatched.
I'm afraid I won't be able to have my own children in the future!
Wang Fang dragged Zhong Ming around the hospital, making a huge scene. "It must be Shen Wanjun. She ruined Yaozu. I'm going to fight her to the death!"
Wang Fang's hysterical state attracted a crowd, and some people even recognized Zhong Ming.
"That man looks like Director Zhong from the steel mill?"
"Is that woman yelling and shouting over there the factory manager's wife?"
Are they arguing?
"His wife is making such a fuss, could it be that Director Zhong did something to wrong her?"
The chatter grew louder and louder. These days, there weren't many entertainment options, so people could only relieve their boredom with gossip.
"Stop arguing, go check on our son first." Zhong Ming called Wang Fang away, unsure how to tell his son this painful truth.
Bruised faces and missing teeth are nothing compared to not being able to have your own children.
The former can heal after a period of rest, while the latter is a lifelong injury that may never heal.
While the Zhong family was in a state of panic at the hospital, Shen Wanjun was busy storing things into her spatial storage at the Zhong family's house.
Zhong Ming's house is much smaller than Shen Biyun's big house.
As Shen Wanjun packed the items, she complained, "Why is there nothing good here?"
Although she was disgusted, Shen Wanjun still believed that since she was already there, she shouldn't leave without taking something with her.
As a result, many of the things Wang Fang had just bought but hadn't had time to unpack were all put into Shen Wanjun's space.
Toothbrushes, towels, slippers, quilts, and more – Shen Wanjun didn't miss any opportunity to buy things for free.
These things are all new. I'll need them anyway while I'm with the army, so it'll save me the trouble of buying more.
It's not a loss, even a small profit is still a profit.
Shen Wanjun walked back and forth in the room several times with her hands behind her back, making sure there was nothing left to pack before locking the door and leaving.
He left the key under the brick by the door and walked away with a flourish.
The Zhong family was busy at the hospital all morning and only had time to go home at noon.
Wang Fang took out the key from under her head, and as soon as she opened the door, the sky fell down.
"Where are my things? What the hell?"
Zhong Chuchu quickly ran around the rooms. "Mom, everything is gone."
This is the second time!
"It was Shen Wanjun, it must have been her."
The mother and daughter gritted their teeth and angrily set off to seek revenge on Shen Wanjun.
Zhong Ming, his face dark with anger, snapped, "Have you all made enough of a scene? How could she, a woman, have emptied the house?"
"The most important thing now is to take care of Yaozu and cure his... illness."
Zhong Ming had a growing suspicion that all of this was the work of his competitor—the deputy director of the steel plant.
Even if Shen Kun had extraordinary abilities, he couldn't empty his house in a short period of time, since Shen Kun wasn't in Shanghai.
Wang Fang: "We must treat Yaozu's illness, even if it means selling everything we own."
But she won't let Shen Wanjun off the hook either.
Looking around, Wang Fang felt utterly dejected. All the pots and pans in the house were gone; what was there left to smash?
Those were all new clothes she bought after Zhong Ming used a month's salary as an advance. That damned Shen Wanjun.
Knock knock knock, a knocking sound suddenly came from outside the door.
"Hello comrade, I'm from the street committee. Your letter of introduction for going to the countryside has been prepared."
“Us? No one in my family wants to go to the countryside.” Wang Fang opened the door, looking completely bewildered.
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