Before Su Wantang could grab Liu Hui's arm and shake her off, Lu Huai'an's large hand landed on Liu Hui's shoulder first. With a forceful pull, Liu Hui staggered back a few steps and fell to the ground with a thud.
Liu Hui winced in pain, and vaguely heard a crisp "crack" sound, feeling as if her lumbar vertebrae had broken.
She looked up angrily, her large, bell-shaped eyes blazing with flames, but when she met Lu Huai'an's cold, murderous black eyes, she couldn't help but shrug and swallow hard.
"Battalion Commander Lu, what are you trying to do? Assaulting someone is against the law!"
“You know…” Lu Huai’an gave a slight twitch of his lips.
The three simple and calm words sent chills down Liu Hui's spine.
"Wantang, drink some water first, to calm your nerves."
Lu Huai'an handed the tea he was holding, which he had prepared for guests, to Su Wantang.
His voice was deep, and coupled with his composed and mature demeanor, his words seemed to possess a magical power, making people involuntarily want to do as he said.
When Su Wantang came to her senses, the rim of the cup was already pressed against her lips.
She took a sip of her drink and watched Lu Huai'an walk to the phone, his well-defined fingers pressing on the phone number.
"Hello, is this the county public security bureau? This is Lu Huai'an, battalion commander of the XX unit. I am reporting, under my real name, that some insolent individuals have attacked military personnel's families..."
Su Wantang was so shocked by the water she drank that she almost spat it out.
A real-name report alleges an attack on a military family member...
Did he do this... for her?
But they only had a marriage of convenience...
And...and...aren't they still in the Cold War?
Su Wantang stared intently at Lu Huai'an, her eyes filled with complex emotions, her mind a jumbled mess.
Suddenly, a sharp female voice interrupted Su Wantang's complicated thoughts.
"Battalion Commander Lu! You're lying! You're talking nonsense! I didn't touch that bitch Su Wantang at all!"
Lu Huai'an frowned and said into the phone, "Add one more thing: insulting my wife."
These days, people are still quite afraid of the police.
If someone from a family ends up in jail, they've completely lost face.
She had just started swearing, and the police overheard it...
Liu Hui panicked immediately.
"No...I didn't..."
Suddenly, she remembered something and said sternly, "As a soldier, how dare you—"
A busy signal came through the beeping line.
Liu Hui was speechless for a moment, her eyes wide open as if they were about to pop out.
"You did this on purpose?"
"You can say whatever you want to say when the police arrive."
After making the call, Liu Hui, who had been blinded by the urge to save her daughter, calmed down. She remembered a rumor that had circulated in the army: Lu Huai'an's grandfather was a high-ranking officer...
Her eyelids twitched violently.
"Battalion Commander Lu, I was wrong. I apologize to Wan Tang. Let's just let this matter drop, okay?"
Lu Huai'an had indeed made a move, and Su Wantang was afraid that if things escalated, it would affect him.
"Huai'an, how about we just call it quits?"
The crocodile cries are feigned compassion.
Su Wantang spoke up for Liu Hui, but she showed no gratitude whatsoever, her eyes still flashing with hatred.
"Battalion Commander Lu, look, Wan Tang isn't even holding it against me anymore, this matter—"
Lu Huai'an coldly interrupted Liu Hui: "The police officers will be here shortly."
Hearing Lu Huai'an's words, Liu Hui knew that there was no room for maneuver in this matter.
Her eyes darted around, and she stood up, rubbing her back, intending to sneak away, but Lu Huai'an's words stopped her in her tracks.
"If you don't want me to call the soldiers to arrest you, you'd better wait patiently."
Liu Hui stopped in her tracks.
Half an hour later, there was a knock on the gate.
"Wantang, go open the door."
"Mm," Su Wantang replied without much thought.
But as soon as she opened the courtyard gate to welcome the police officers in, a sharp scream came from inside the house.
"Aaaaaaah!"
"Lu Huai'an, I'll kill you!"
Su Wantang and the arriving police officer exchanged a glance, then rushed into the house.
What came into view was Liu Hui scratching and kicking Lu Huai'an, who was standing there, with bloodshot eyes.
The police officers quickly pulled the crazed Liu Hui away, while Su Wantang immediately ran to Lu Huai'an's side and looked him up and down.
"Huai'an, are you alright?"
"fine."
Lu Huai'an said something to Su Wantang, then turned to look at the police.
"Officers, I hope you can give me a fair explanation."
"Commander Lu, rest assured, we have heard and witnessed this woman verbally abusing your wife and openly assaulting you. We will deal with her seriously in accordance with regulations."
And so Liu Hui was taken away.
Reaching the courtyard gate, Liu Hui, who had been standing there dumbfounded, suddenly screamed at the top of her lungs, "No, no, I didn't hit him, it was him..."
Su Wantang frowned and glanced over, only to see Liu Hui, who hadn't finished speaking, being shoved into a car by the police.
Her piercing, demonic voice vanished instantly.
Turning her gaze away, Su Wantang said to Lu Huai'an, "Sit down first. You have scratches on your neck. I'll go get the first-aid kit to apply some medicine for you."
A moment later, Su Wantang came over with a medicine box. She bent down and said, "Lift your chin."
Lu Huai'an did as instructed, but his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.
It has a strangely astringent taste.
For some reason, Su Wantang thought of that morning again...
Smooth V-lines, hidden in the waist and abdomen.
Her face flushed slightly, and she shook her head vigorously to shake off the wandering thoughts in her mind.
He took a cotton swab soaked in iodine and wiped the bloodstains from his long nails.
"Hiss." Lu Huai'an gasped.
"Does it hurt a lot?"
It's just a scratch.
Su Wantang internally complained, but still leaned closer to take a closer look.
Out of the corner of his eye, Lu Huai'an noticed the round back of the head arch forward. He instinctively held his breath, straightened his back and leaned back until he was pressed against the back of the chair, with nowhere left to retreat.
Su Wantang used a cotton swab to gently rub the wound again, muttering, "It was just a superficial scratch? It wasn't very deep! How come..."
The warm breath sprayed onto her sensitive neck, causing her bronze skin to blush slightly.
His Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably, accidentally brushing against Su Wantang's pert nose.
"Wan Tang... is too close..."
His usually deep voice was now tinged with a passionate, husky tone.
This is...
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