Zhao Xueman and the other two were chatting and laughing on their way to the Cultural Palace and didn't notice the people coming towards them.
"Ah~" The two men bumped into each other's shoulders and each let out a muffled groan.
Before Qiu Xia could see the other person's face clearly, the oranges in the net bag rolled all over the floor.
Looking at the busy road, she didn't care about anything else for the moment and quickly ran to pick up the oranges.
As soon as Zhao Xueman came to her senses, the girl next to her pushed her shoulder. "Xueman, look, isn't she Captain Qu's country wife?"
"Yeah, it's just a few oranges, isn't it? Look at how precious she is, she really is a country girl, not presentable."
"Otherwise, how could Captain Qu dislike her and like our Sherman?"
The three girls stood in a row, looking down at them like gods from above looking down at an ant.
Qiu Xia didn't pay attention to the contemptuous looks behind her. She only knew to cherish the food.
Just as she reached out to pick up the orange that had rolled under the stone steps, a pair of leather shoes suddenly stepped down and landed squarely on the back of her hand.
"Hiss~" Qiu Xia groaned in pain.
When she looked up, she saw clearly that the person stepping on her was none other than the vixen Zhao Xueman who was entangled with her husband.
"Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean it." Zhao Xueman watched the anger in Qiu Xia's eyes grow deeper and deeper, and then she calmly withdrew her foot.
Qiu Xia looked at the shoe prints on the back of her hand, then looked at the broken oranges on the ground with juice dripping from them, and she was filled with anger.
"You did this on purpose, didn't you?"
Zhao Xueman's exaggerated expression was full of provocation. "Comrade Qiu Xia, I really didn't see an orange underneath. How about I go buy you a pound of oranges right now to compensate you?"
"Do you think you're so great just because you have a little money? Anyone who deliberately wastes food will eventually go to the Hungry Ghost Hell."
Zhao Xueman covered her mouth and sneered, "Comrade Qiu Xia, as the battalion commander's wife, are you still promoting these feudal superstitions? You will only harm Battalion Commander Qu's political future."
Qiu Xia sneered and asked, "You're pestering Qu Mingjun every day, won't that affect his future?"
Zhao Xueman's face froze, and the anger in her eyes was about to rise, but she suddenly grabbed Qiu Xia's hand and pulled it towards her, and the next moment she fell to the ground.
"Wow~ Comrade Qiu Xia, I know you're Captain Qu's wife. Captain Qu and I are just pure comrades-in-arms. Why won't you let me go?"
"You're pretending..."
"Qiu Xia! What are you doing?" Qu Mingjun strode up from behind Qiu Xia and gave her a cold warning before he understood the situation.
He immediately stepped forward and gently helped Zhao Xueman, who had fallen to the ground, up. "Comrade Xueman, are you okay?"
Zhao Xueman bit her lower lip with tears in her eyes, and then said weakly: "I'm fine, Captain Qu, don't blame Comrade Qiu Xia. She must have misunderstood us, so she pushed me. Let's not meet again in the future!"
As she spoke, she was about to distance herself from Qu Mingjun, but as soon as she took a step, her body tilted and she fell straight into Qu Mingjun's arms.
After Qu Mingjun held her steady, he looked at her foot worriedly, "Did you sprain your ankle?"
After Zhao Xueman's provocative gaze swept across the angry Qiu Xia's face, she immediately put on an appearance of forbearance with a hint of strength and weakness.
"It seems so, but it really doesn't matter to me."
Qu Mingjun turned his head with a hint of anger at Qiu Xia, who was standing alone at the side. "Qiu Xia, apologize to Comrade Zhao Xueman!"
Qiu Xia clenched her fists, shaking constantly. "I didn't do anything wrong, why should I apologize?"
"You pushed someone down. I saw it with my own eyes. What excuses do you have?"
"She pulled me backwards by herself. I didn't push her at all!" Qiu Xia explained loudly with red eyes.
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