"You've seen the machine, are you satisfied now?" Charles walked to Gu Nanzhi's side, who was half-lying down to inspect the machine, and his hand slid down her neck.
Gu Nanzhi's eyes turned cold. She raised her wrist and glanced at her watch, her eyes flashing.
Ten minutes is enough.
She twisted her body like a mermaid, and said with a hint of reproach, "What's the rush? Aren't you very romantic?"
Charles felt mocked, and his face appeared dull and unclear in the light.
Gu Nanzhi poured herself another glass of red wine, her tone alluring: "Shall we have a couple of glasses first?"
"I am happy to oblige your request, beautiful lady."
After two drinks and a few casual words, five minutes had passed.
Charles moved closer, and Gu Nanzhi suddenly stepped back.
The sound of footsteps was especially loud in the quiet room.
Charles's eyes darkened. He wasn't stupid; he could sense something was amiss. But he was confident in his country, and equally confident in the security of his residence, even if it was just a private house.
He loosened his tie: "My patience is limited."
"Sorry, sweet girl, since you can't learn to obey, I don't mind using some violence."
After saying that, Charles licked his lips and pounced on her.
Gu Nanzhi was startled and frantically grabbed whatever she could find and threw it at Charles.
But it didn't stop for long.
She was still captured, her hands were bound with a belt, and she was thrown onto the bed like a piece of trash.
Salty, fishy tears streamed down my face with a sharp, tearful sound.
"So beautiful." Charles's eyes were filled with infatuation as he leaned in and pressed his greasy lips against hers.
Suddenly, the cold gunshot wound pressed against the back of his head, bringing all his movements to a standstill.
"Get down here, you son of a bitch."
Gu Nanzhi was stunned for two seconds.
Why isn't it him?
Why not him?
"Comrade Gu, don't be afraid, we're here."
Gu Nanzhi grasped the key point: "Us?"
He's here...
A slight disappointment welled up inside her, but at the same time, a secret joy rose within her. It was better that it wasn't him; otherwise, she wouldn't have seen her in such a disheveled state.
While the two were talking, Charles touched his waistband.
If Yang Bing didn't have this much awareness, he could have been kicked out of the army. Although he was talking to Gu Nanzhi, he only had one part of his mind on her, while nine parts of his mind were on Charles.
In an instant, he holstered his gun and shot Charles's arm off. The gun, which was halfway pulled back, flew out due to inertia and landed on the ground, tracing an arc.
The two wrestled, and even though Charles had always maintained his fitness level and was very large, he was no match for Yang Bing.
They were subdued in no time.
Neither of them saw that Gu Nanzhi got out of bed, struggled to pick up the gun from the ground with her hands, which were bound in front of her with a leather belt, and pulled the trigger the instant Charles was subdued.
She won't leave any evidence against her.
Bang.
The pitch-black night sky was tinged with a white hue by the smoke of gunfire.
-
Daylight broke.
That night, Su Wantang slept somewhat restlessly.
In her dream, all she saw was Lu Huai'an collapsing in blood before her eyes, giving his last words...
Panic engulfed Su Wantang repeatedly, like a tidal wave.
When I woke up, my pillowcase was wet.
She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, ate breakfast as usual, and didn't dwell on her sadness for too long. She went to the pharmacy, chased Xia Bao out of the second floor, and went into her space to get busy.
On the second floor, Su Wantang had prepared a room for herself early in the morning, and to prevent disturbances, she had installed a door.
Life had become too comfortable, and Lu Huai'an hadn't been on any missions for quite some time.
She had almost forgotten that Lu Huai'an was a soldier, and that fighting was as simple to him as eating and drinking.
She didn't want to stop him, nor did she want to become an obstacle to his faith.
She chose to entrust her back to him.
Knock knock knock.
A knock sounded at the door; it was Li Jia's voice. Su Wantang responded and sent out some bottles and jars from her spatial storage. They were mostly holy medicines for healing, but there were also some rare medicines that Su Wantang thought might be useful, such as: Uncontrollable Tears and Frenzied Diarrhea.
That day, after taking Su Zhichen's pulse, Su Wantang searched for the forbidden books that had been sealed away in her spatial storage.
After reading it, Su Wantang suddenly found this old ancestor quite interesting, or more accurately, his research on those random pills was interesting.
Li Jia opened the door and walked in.
"Wantang, you called last night and asked your cousin and me to come over. What's up?"
“You know about Grandpa’s situation.” Su Wantang paused, glancing at Lu Huaidong. “My eldest uncle is planning to cause trouble at home.”
Lu Huaidong and Li Jia learned about it after the 'division of family property' controversy.
"What?" Li Jia was shocked and glared angrily at Lu Huaidong. Lu Huaidong's eyebrows furrowed as if a fly had been squeezed between them. "I'll handle it."
"I'm with you."
There were some things that Su Wantang was worried about.
"Big cousin, take this. When you're done, please hand it over to the army."
Lu Huaidong's eyes showed a hint of doubt: "What is this?"
A large bag of them was thrown over, and I could hear the crisp sound of porcelain bottles colliding.
Su Wantang succinctly replied: "Healing medicine, it's labeled on it."
In terms of information, she was even later than the military.
Su Wantang both hoped that Lu Huai'an would be able to use it and didn't want to.
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When the three arrived at Lu Yuanzhou's house, Lu Yuanzhou had just made up his mind to go out.
Lu Huaidong shoved him back into the house: "Dad, where are you going?"
Looking for Grandpa?
"How could you—" Lu Yuanzhou realized he had let something slip and hurriedly corrected himself, then roared in fury, "Lu Huaidong, I'm your father!"
"I know." Lu Huaidong's tone was calm, but his words were incredibly hurtful: "The father who killed my son and forced me to divorce him!"
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