After the military marriage, the stupid beauty wants to run away from her husband

At Jinlin Police Station, Zhang Yuwan stood at the door of the interrogation room.

She put her hand on the door handle, paused, and opened the door. A thin-faced man sat inside.

He looked depressed, with his head lowered, sitting on the interrogation chair with his hands handcuffed.

He didn't react at all when he heard the sound of the door. He was now very insensitive to external stimuli.

Zhang Yuwan observed him carefully. He looked very ordinary, completely different from the person she had imagined in her mind.

"Yuan Jiashao." Zhang Yuwan's voice seemed to awaken the depressed man, and his body twitched.

His lifeless pupils suddenly dilated, he looked up at the person who came, and laughed.

The laughter was creepy, as if a dying person was possessed by something. Song Changzhou stood in front of Zhang Yuwan, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Zhang Yuwan put her hands on Song Changzhou and walked out from behind him, "Yuan Jiashao, you are the one who followed me and wanted to kill me back then."

She nodded and said, "I feel relieved seeing how you look now. People like you should be imprisoned for life."

Yuan Jiashao was so excited that he tried to stand up. The handcuffs and the chair made a metallic clang. The veins on his neck bulged, and his eyes glared at him crimson. "I didn't mean to kill you. I just wanted to scare you."

"You dodged it back then, and everything was fine, right? Why are you still so persistent?" Yuan Jiashao cried, tears and snot streaming down his face. "I really can't stand it anymore. Please let me go!"

"Do I know you? Did I dig up your family's ancestral grave? You don't even feel guilty about what you did." Zhang Yuwan suddenly lost the motivation to continue the conversation.

"I'm possessed by a ghost. Someone gave me some money to follow you and find an opportunity to scare you. No matter what method I use, I will find a way to make you leave and never come back."

"At that time, I thought that this was a simple matter that wouldn't be discovered and I could get some money. I really didn't have the courage to let you die!" Yuan Jiashao didn't even dare to look Zhang Yuwan in the eye.

"I wanted to knock you down. It was late at night and there was no one on the road. I wanted to let you fall on the side of the road and suffer a little. If that didn't work, I thought about tying you up. You're so beautiful, so... who could help you at that time? It would be easy to bully you. I was too nervous at the time, so I ran away when I heard the noise. Later, you left the country."

Song Changzhou clenched his fists tightly, his muscles tensed, and the excessive force made his body tremble slightly.

His eyes were bloodshot and he wished he could tear Yuan Jiashao to pieces. He had read the previous interrogation report.

But the feeling of hearing it with his own ears was so exciting that the violent cells in his blood instantly boiled and he couldn't calm down at all.

"bang"

Suddenly he kicked Yuan Jiashao, and Yuan Jiashao fell backwards with the stool, sliding on the ground for a distance until he hit the wall hard.

The policeman next to him glanced away, pretending not to see it, looked around and said, "I can't find my pen." Then he left the room.

Song Changzhou took two or three steps with his long legs and walked to Yuan Jiashao, grabbed the other's hair and dragged it up.

The collision just now caused Yuan Jiashao so much pain that before he could even catch his breath, he was lifted up by his neck.

Song Changzhou punched him hard in the lower abdomen.

"Wow~" Yuan Jiashao's stomach twitched and he vomited.

"His saliva hung like a long thread, and his nose was bleeding. "Please stop hitting me. I know I'm wrong. If you hit me again, I'll be beaten to death."

Another punch hit the same spot, and this time the pain was so severe that he couldn't even speak.

Yuan Jiashao's body couldn't help but spasm. Song Changzhou had no intention of letting him go and was about to hit him with clenched fists.

Zhang Yuwan gently pulled him back, "That's enough, let's get out!"

Her hands were slightly cool, and her voice was clear, like a refreshing mountain spring, nourishing his boiling blood.

Song Changzhou's eyes were red. As soon as he let go, Yuan Jiashao collapsed to the ground like a piece of rotten meat.

"Let's go out."

Song Changzhou hugged Zhang Yuwan tightly, as if he wanted to embed her into his body. "Xiaowan, I'm sorry! I came back too late after all."

There was wetness on the back of his neck; the man was crying.

Zhang Yuwan held him in his arms as if coaxing a child, and patted his back gently.

After he calmed down, he pulled Zhang Yuwan out of the interrogation room.

As soon as I went out, I saw Political Commissar Qiao wearing a Zhongshan suit, standing on the other side of the corridor.

After not seeing each other for many years, Political Commissar Qiao looked much older, his hair had turned completely gray, and he was not as handsome as before.

He walked towards the two of them and looked at Zhang Yuwan as she bowed deeply to her. "Xiao Zhang, I'm sorry. I didn't take good care of my family and caused you serious harm."

He then said to Song Changzhou: "I'm sorry, Changzhou, you have always been someone I love like my own son or nephew, but I never expected that you and your wife would suffer so much."

"At that time, I was also with the troops to fight against the Southern Monkeys. I really didn't expect your aunt to use such vicious and despicable means to suppress Xiao Zhang."

"It's better not to call me aunt because of our relationship. It makes me feel sick." Song Changzhou said coldly.

He was about to leave with Zhang Yuwan in tow when Political Commissar Qiao stopped him. "She knows she was wrong now. She deeply regrets taking such a desperate measure after receiving that letter. Now she's getting her comeuppance. She repents every day and wants to apologize to Xiao Zhang in person."

"No need, let her spend her life in repentance! We don't need his apology." It is God's business to forgive her.

Political Commissar Qiao looked at Zhang Yuwan with pleading eyes, tears in his eyes and a trembling chin. "Xiao Zhang, Yuan Weihua wants to apologize to you in person. Please give her a chance to repent."

"Political Commissar Qiao, she's had opportunities all these years. From the time I first returned to Jinlin until now, she hasn't even thought about repenting. Now that the incident has happened, she wants to repent. She's not trying to repent, she's trying to mitigate her crime. She's bad, bad to the core."

She bypassed Political Commissar Qiao and left the police station.

After the two of them got in the car and left, Song Changzhou slowly said, "Yuan Jiashao is Yuan Weihua's nephew."

"The order to interrogate you was orchestrated by Yuan Weihua, and it was she who tried to force you to sign the divorce agreement."

Yuan Weihua didn't like Zhang Yuwan from the beginning, thinking that she had married into a wealthy family and was acting like a delicate capitalist lady.

The longer she stayed in the high position, the more snobbish she became, and she had a strong desire for power and connections.

Although they talk about going to the grassroots and integrating into the masses every day, deep down they look down on people without status.

When they see people of higher status than themselves, they want to curry favor with them. They do things without caring whether they are right or wrong, only whether it is beneficial to themselves.

Arrogant, self-deprecating, selfish, and extremely twisted inside.

Song Changzhou was the person she wanted to win over, but he married Zhang Yuwan.

She is a very strong person, and Song Changzhou's marriage does not help her family or career at all.

She had tried to dissuade him many times but failed, which made her feel very suffocated.

It wasn't until he received a letter that Yuan Weihua came up with a bold plan in his mind.