Yan Ziyuan returned a day earlier than expected.

Before he could go to the office to report the situation to his superiors, he was stopped by Xiaobai.

"Boss, my sister-in-law was reported while you were away."

"Is your sister-in-law okay?!"

"Don't worry, Damao and I have asked, everything is fine."

"Do you know who reported it?"

"Everyone says it's the one from Ding Chenglong's family."

"Okay, I get it, go ahead and do your work."

Yan Ziyuan suppressed his anger and went to report the mission. He didn't even go home and went straight to the training ground to find Ding Chenglong.

"I heard that your family reported my wife to the Disciplinary Inspection Department?!"

"Tuan Yan, this matter is indeed the fault of my stupid daughter-in-law. I have already taught her a lesson. I hope you can show mercy and not hold it against her."

Ding Chenglong learned about this matter on the day when the people from the Discipline Inspection Department went to find Song Fuyu. He also heard rumors that the whistleblower was his wife Wang Aixiang.

At first he did not believe.

But as the rumors grew, he decided to go home and confirm it with her.

He immediately wrote a report and asked for two hours of leave, went home early and asked Wang Aixiang if she had done it. However, when he entered the house, Wang Aixiang was curled up in the quilt with her head covered.

When Ding Chenglong saw this situation, the little trust he had in her disappeared in an instant.

He previously thought that although Wang Aixiang was greedy and a bit gossipy, he thought that she did not cause any substantial harm to outsiders, so he did not care.

With her timid courage, there was no way she would actually report Song Fuyu, but she didn't expect that she was the one who did it!

When Ding Chenglong thought that Yan Ziyuan would definitely cause trouble for him when he came back, he suddenly became furious. He pulled back the quilt, pulled up Wang Aixiang, who was curled up in a ball, and started beating her.

No matter what outrageous things she did in the past, he always endured it and didn't bother with her.

He rarely scolded her and had never hit her, so this time he was really mad.

The beaten Wang Aixiang hid in the house and screamed, but how could she be a match for Ding Chenglong?

Soon she was cornered and beaten. Finally, a neighbor on the same floor heard her cries and rushed over to pull away Ding Chenglong, whose eyes were already red from being beaten.

The neighbors also knew about the good things Wang Aixiang had done, and in their opinion she deserved it.

But despite this, we can't just watch her get beaten to death, we have to persuade her.

Ding Chenglong on the training ground had been pleading for Wang Aixiang, but in fact he was pleading for himself.

"Carry the weight for fifty laps, act now!"

"yes!"

After hearing this punishment, Ding Chenglong was relieved. Fortunately, it was not something else.

In fact, Yan Ziyuan thought of countless ways to punish him, but with so many people watching on the training ground, he couldn't go too far, otherwise he would be the one to make the mistake, and he had to find a balance.

He will have plenty of ways to deal with him later, so there is no need to rush.

Yan Ziyuan returned to the yard from the training ground and saw the lock on the door. Then he realized that Xiaoyu had gone to work.

I thought my wife would be surprised if I came back a day early, but it seems he is the one who needs to get used to it.

He went to the kitchen to boil a pot of water, washed himself thoroughly from head to toe, and washed all the dirty clothes. It was only four o'clock in the afternoon. After finishing his work, Yan Ziyuan sat alone in the living room, feeling uncomfortable.

After thinking it over again and again, I locked the door and went to the activity room.

“Ahem~”

"Fu Yu, your man is here."

Song Fuyu thought that Mrs. Liu was teasing her. She counted the days and Yan Ziyuan would come back tomorrow. However, she still looked at the door with expectation, and saw Yan Ziyuan, who had been away from home for thirteen days, standing at the door and smiling at her.

She quickly stood up and walked towards him quickly, ignoring the teasing of her sisters-in-law.

When leaving the house, he did not forget to close the door to prevent them from "peeking".

"Why did you come back today?"

"I miss you~"

The two of them were hugging each other tightly at the door, and the sisters-in-law in the room were looking outside through the crack in the door.

"I didn't expect Yan Ziyuan to be like this in private."

"What?"

"Have you finished reading it? Let me take a look too."

Yan Ziyuan noticed it when they approached the door, but he didn't remind Xiaoyu because he was worried that she would be shy.

He hadn't seen her for more than ten days, and now he just wanted to hug her.

"Well, it would be bad if my sister-in-law and the others saw it."

When he was about to let her go, Yan Ziyuan waved towards the door.

The gossiping sisters-in-law inside immediately pretended nothing had happened and returned to their work positions.

"Wife, how long will it take you to get off work?"

"I get off work at half past five."

"How about I wait here for you to get off work?"

She looked at her watch. It was not yet half past four, and there was still more than an hour left.

"You go back first, I'll be back soon."

“I don’t want to be alone at home.”

"Yan Ziyuan, you're not going out on a mission, you're signing up for the coquettish class, right?"

"No, I really miss you."

"I've never seen you think like this before~"

“It was different then and it is different now.”

"You were my partner before, and now you're my wife, so of course I want you more."

He kept squeezing her hand, his expression looking innocent and with a hint of pity on it.

Even though she knew he was pretending, Song Fuyu had no resistance to his macho behavior.

"Wait here for me. I'll go in and talk to Sister Liu."

However, as soon as she pushed the door open and before she stepped in, Liu Aihua handed her cloth bag to her.

"Mrs. Liu, this..."

"Go back. A short absence is better than a new marriage. We understand."

"Then I'm leaving. Remember to clean up and lock the door after get off work."

"Don't worry, we'll take care of it."

When he returned home and there were no outsiders around, Yan Ziyuan's expression changed instantly, and his eyes were somewhat aggressive.

"Wait, I haven't showered yet."

"It doesn't matter. I have to wash it later anyway."

After that, he carried her back to the room, ignoring the way her little fists pounded on her chest.