Why did you mess with her? The military officer husband protects her and spoils her

"This...this is not good, right?" He Ziqian was tempted. He just felt that he was poor!

"What's the big deal? Since you helped me today, I'll lend it to you!" Zhang Juan said generously, "How much do you want to borrow?"

"Five...five dollars!" He Ziqian said in a low voice.

Zhang Juan: “…”

"Are you sure?" These days, there are still people who borrow money for five dollars.

I thought it was 50,000!

I didn't expect that he would only borrow five dollars.

"Well, I've invested all my money in the stock market. I only have two dollars on me. Lend me five dollars so I can buy some medicine to apply on you. A woman's face can't be hurt. It has to be beautiful!"

He Tingchuan spoke in a fancy way, and Zhang Juan's eyes relaxed, her heart softened, her nose felt sore, and she felt like crying.

This person actually cares whether her face is hurt or not.

I borrowed money just to buy her medicine.

Zhang Juan took out five yuan and said, "Take it. I'll wait for you here. Be careful not to be seen by that man."

He Ziqian nodded, took the money and went to buy medicine.

Zhang Juan, who stayed in the room, made sure that everyone had left, and immediately and swiftly opened the luggage bag that Yun Jin had left with He Ziqian, and searched every corner. She found only old clothes and new clothes.

No documents or anything like that are here.

There is nothing else useful.

After making sure that she had gained nothing, Zhang Juan hurriedly returned the items to their original owner and put the luggage bag away. When He Ziqian came back, she tidied her appearance and waited to get information from He Ziqian.

He Ziqian came back after buying the medicine and didn't see the vicious man, so he knocked on the door with peace of mind.

Zhang Juan opened the door wrapped in a bath towel. Seeing her exposed skin, He Ziqian stepped back in shock: "You, you, you... put your clothes on quickly."

"My clothes are dirty." Zhang Juan said with an innocent look.

He Ziqian took out some clothes from his luggage bag: "This is mine, go put it on quickly, otherwise I can't stay with you."

It was the first time that Zhang Juan met such an unromantic man. She snorted, held He Ziqian's clothes and started to change in front of him. He Ziqian was so scared that he covered his eyes and leaned against the door, not daring to look at him.

Zhang Juan looked at He Ziqian, who didn't peek the whole time and looked as embarrassed as a boiled shrimp, and secretly called him a fool and useless.

He was actually indifferent to a beautiful woman with a good figure like her.

After she changed her clothes, she brushed her curly hair and sat on the bed: "I'm fine now, come and apply the medicine on me!"

He Ziqian waved his hand: "You go ahead."

Zhang Juan was annoyed: "What are you afraid of? I can still eat you. You said you would buy me medicine. If you don't use it, I won't use it. Anyway, it's my face that's hurt."

He Ziqian: “…”

He took the medicine in front of him, dipped it in the medicated oil, and smeared it on her bruised cheekbones, corners of her mouth, and forehead. It was a little painful, and Zhang Juan moaned. Any normal man would think too much after hearing it.

The same went for He Ziqian. His back was stiff, he dared not breathe, and he swallowed subconsciously.

Zhang Juan, while applying the medicine, threw herself into his arms and hugged He Ziqian: "Don't push me away, let me hug you. You are the first person who has been so nice to me since I came to Hong Kong City!"

"It's been a while since anyone treated me like this. I thought I wasn't worthy of being cherished by men in this life."

He Ziqian's bones were almost broken. Looking at the woman who buried her head in his arms and poured out her heart, he felt a little sad and uncomfortable. He wanted to push her away but couldn't. He wanted to comfort her but didn't know what to say.

Seeing that He Ziqian was about to be captured, Zhang Juan tugged at the corner of her mouth proudly: "Brother Ziqian, I've decided. When you go back, I will go back too. Can I go to Jing City with you?"

He Ziqian asked: "What about your son?"

"Put him in the welfare home and come visit him again when you have the chance."

"This...this is not good!" He Ziqian was dissatisfied with her abandoning the child.

Zhang Juan looked eager and asked pitifully, "Brother Ziqian, would you like me to take the child back to Beijing with you?"

"Ah, follow me?" He Ziqian was dumbfounded: "Are you sure?"

Zhang Juan nodded. "I know you think I'm too dirty. If you don't want to, forget it. The child and I will just fend for ourselves here. No man in this world would feel sorry for us anyway."

He Ziqian was numb: "Let me think about it."

Zhang Juan continued, "Brother Ziqian, don't worry about the money. I've saved a little over the past two years and now have 50,000 to 60,000 yuan. That should be enough to support us in Beijing."

When he heard the figure of fifty or sixty thousand, He Ziqian raised his eyebrows. No wonder she was willing to do this. It was much more than the few dozen dollars he earned by working so hard.

"Brother Ziqian, I know you can't accept it for the time being. I will wait for you and will be a good wife and mother in the future." Zhang Juan hugged He Ziqian and promised.

He Ziqian nodded. What else could he do? The person brought it to his door.

Besides, he has to go fishing.

If we don't agree and make them angry and leave, who knows what tricks they will come up with.

That night, Zhang Juan stayed at He Ziqian's house, and He Ziqian did nothing.

If Zhang Juan hadn't seen his tent, she would have thought that this person was not a man!

It turns out that it’s not useless, it’s tolerable.

She sneered and went to sleep peacefully. They were sleeping in the same bed anyway, so she wondered how long he could hold on.

When He Ziqian brought food to Yun Jin and the others, he saw a wound on his face. Yun Jin asked, "What happened to the wound?"

He Ziqian did not hide anything and told the whole story.

Yun Jin: "Are you guys asleep?"

He Ziqian repeatedly waved his hands in denial: "No, no, I didn't sleep with him. I know it was just a casual act."

Yun Jin said coldly: "You know better. You'd better not do anything rash. If you get sick, your life will be over."

He Ziqian nodded to indicate that he knew.

He Tingchuan advised: "Act according to circumstances, protecting yourself is the most important thing."

He Ziqian nodded.

As soon as he left, Yun Jin felt uneasy: "I always feel that he will play with fire and get burned. Why not just forget it?"

"At this point, we can't just let it go." He Tingchuan is my uncle, a real relative.

When Yun Jin and Zhou Da arrived, they told them about He Ziqian. They put the bouquet of flowers in the bathroom and spoke in low voices, so the recorder didn't record anything.

Zhou Da said: "We will continue to keep an eye on it, don't worry."

Yun Jin was relieved.

Yun Jin thought of her promise and said to Zhou Da, "Zi Qian and I both bought a stock. If you have any ideas, you can buy some and try. I think this one is okay."

Zhou Da looked at the code that Yun Jin had written by hand, and thought that he had won 17 times his salary. What was there to doubt? He bought it.

Wait until the market opens on Monday and buy.

When Zhou Da saw this unpopular stock, he gritted his teeth and decided to buy it.

He didn't want to regret it so much that his thigh broke.

As for He Ziqian, apart from delivering meals to Yun Jin and the others and occasionally guarding Yun Jin's place, he basically stayed in the hotel all the time. Zhang Juan seemed to have taken root in the hotel and was often seen with He Ziqian.

With Zhang Juan around, she took He Ziqian to eat, drink and have fun in Gangcheng. He had no money, so all the money he spent was Zhang Juan's, who also bought him sunglasses.

Seeing the motorcycle speeding on the road, Zhang Juan realized that He Ziqian wanted to ride a motorcycle. She also found someone she knew and asked him to teach He Ziqian how to ride a motorcycle. The man, named Fei Ge, said to He Ziqian, "If you like motorcycles, I can give you a second-hand one."