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

Song Changzhou took the soufflé and cheesecake made by Zhang Yuwan to Political Commissar Qiao's office.

"Hey, you sent it to my office?" Political Commissar Qiao has three children. His two sons are in other units, and his youngest daughter is fifteen years old and still in school. She especially likes the cookies Zhang Yu made last night.

When Political Commissar Qiao saw how much spoils Zhang Yuwan had obtained from Stephen, he knew that this girl would make a big move.

"She said that if it weren't for her leg problem, she would personally deliver the food every time it was finished. But I stopped her. Let's wait until she gets better." Song Changzhou acted as a good boy on Zhang Yuwan's behalf.

"You two! You are so likable when you are sweet-talking. Okay, leave it alone! Submit the year-end report as soon as possible. I have various activities for our military region scheduled for the end of the year! I won't talk to you any more." Political Commissar Qiao drove them away directly.

"The food was delivered but there's not even a cup of tea! Tsk!" Song Changzhou now dares to say anything like Zhang Yuwan. He has probably learned about 70% of Zhang Yuwan's aggressive personality!

"This was given to me by the girl. It has nothing to do with you! You have so many good teas hidden at home, but you never invite me to drink them. And you are still thinking about my tea? Get out!" Political Commissar Qiao scolded with a smile. The couple's speaking styles are becoming more and more similar. Neither of them will suffer any loss.

Political Commissar Qiao shook his head. These people have too many tricks up their sleeves. They are all slippery and dishonest. They are likable, but they can cause trouble.

Political Commissar Qiao took out several letters and opened them one by one. Suddenly, he saw an anonymous letter of accusation. After he finished reading it, he rubbed his brows worriedly.

The cakes and dessert boxes on the table no longer smell good. As expected! These things are clearly marked with prices. They are too expensive. I can't afford them! If I order something from his place, I have to do something big for him.

He called his guard, "Go and call Song Changzhou over to me!"

When Song Changzhou came to the office again, "Leader, are you inviting me to tea?"

"Bullshit! Do you think I'm inviting you to tea? Take your snacks away, take them away!" Political Commissar Qiao had a headache.

"Please give me some instructions, what's the matter?" Seeing that Political Commissar Qiao looked unhappy, he secretly glanced at Political Commissar Qiao's guard, who shook his head.

"Please take a look at this letter first!" Political Commissar Qiao signaled the guard to go out and close the door.

Song Changzhou took a quick look and saw that it was said that his family hired a nanny, which was against the rules. Song Changzhou's status was not high enough, and his family was extravagant. Now it was the behavior of the capitalist class.

He was not afraid of being reported, but he was very disgusted. The letter was full of exaggerations, saying that the working people at the bottom were being exploited, and that Zhang Yuwan, the capitalist daughter, was very ostentatious and could not integrate into the masses, which affected the image of a military wife. She should be reformed.

The writer of the letter was extremely malicious, targeting Zhang Yuwan in every way. If someone were to investigate, Zhang Yuwan would definitely suffer. They would definitely have a conversation with her. How would they talk? Were there any threats, inducements, corporal punishment, or even interrogations that she would physically be unable to endure? This would be very risky.

He was very familiar with the interrogation method. He had worked hard to raise the girl to be pretty and charming, and she was not meant to be bullied or suffer.

She was so delicate, he didn't dare to imagine how much hurt Zhang Yuwan must have been when she was interrogated. He didn't dare to think about it.

Seeing Song Changzhou's frown and serious expression, Political Commissar Qiao sighed, "Send your wife Wu back home as soon as possible in the next few days! Then write a self-criticism and submit it."

This kind of thing is something the government won't investigate unless the public reports it. Zhang Yuwan was injured, and there's no one at home. If something really happened, how would this young girl live? Would she be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of her life? Normally, even if people knew about it, they wouldn't make a big fuss.

After all, it is understandable, but there are indeed people with impure motives who cannot bear to see others succeed.

No matter how partial Political Commissar Qiao is, he still has to behave properly.

Song Changzhou actually didn't want Mrs. Wu to leave. She took good care of Zhang Yuwan and did her job diligently every day. Zhang Yuwan also got along very well with her. He could accompany Zhang Yuwan when he was not at home every day.

"I understand, boss. I will go back home today to take care of my family matters." After saying that, he saluted and walked out of the office door.

As soon as I turned the corner, I saw Jiang Zhiyu walking out of the administrative office.

"Hey! Hello, Deputy Captain Song, there's a document here that needs your signature, so I don't have to go out looking for you." She hurriedly called out to Song Changzhou who had already walked away.

Song Changzhou turned around and saw that it was a comrade from the administrative department. He nodded and followed Jiang Zhiyu into the office. "What documents do you want to sign?"

"Oh! Deputy Captain Song, please sit down and wait for a moment, I will find it out right away." Jiang Zhiyu smiled faintly.

Song Changzhou nodded. He was a little annoyed now, so he stood by the table waiting for Jiang Zhiyu to give him the documents, and did not find a place to sit down.

Jiang Zhiyu rummaged through the filing cabinet, took out a document, and gave it to Song Changzhou for signature.

Song Changzhou looked at the content carefully and saw Jiang Zhiyu cooperatively handing her pen to Song Changzhou.

He took it with his big hand and signed his name, then placed the pen on the table. "Are there any other documents?"

"Oh! That's all. Is Deputy Captain Song worried about something?" Jiang Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, distracted by the way Song Changzhou was reading the documents. He didn't react until he heard what he said. He didn't think about it and regretted it as soon as he opened his mouth.

Song Changzhou's face was gloomy and his eyes were sharp as knives. "You are not a new soldier anymore, why are you asking about everything? Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"

Jiang Zhiyu quickly apologized: "I'm sorry! Deputy Captain Song, it was my fault!"

She pursed her lips, her face hesitant. Song Changzhou had a stern face every day, but he rarely spoke harshly to soldiers who were not his subordinates. The look just now was too sharp. He had never spoken to her like that before. Her heart was already beating wildly with fear.

Jiang Zhiyu was so nervous that a thin layer of sweat appeared on his clenched palms.

Song Changzhou handed over the document, turned around and left. He walked away for a long time before Jiang Zhiyu's heart, which was beating like a deer, gradually calmed down. He felt a sense of loss in his heart, which was sour, astringent, bitter and painful, but not sweet.

Song Changzhou walked in the camp, his face becoming worse and worse. When he was reading the document just now, he was aware of Jiang Zhiyu's gaze, which made him very uncomfortable.

So he didn't have a good face towards the other party, and couldn't help but express his emotions, which was also a warning to Jiang Zhiyu.

He didn't dwell on Jiang Zhiyu's matter. Mrs. Wu's help at home was indeed a bit tricky, and he didn't want to ask Mrs. Wu to leave at all.

He is not a person who likes to compromise, and he will fight for some things with all his strength.

He also wants to find out who wrote the anonymous report letter.

After making the decision, he picked up the phone and was about to dial the number, but after thinking for a while, he took the key, locked the door, left the office, went to the fleet to get a car, went to the military compound, told Zhang Yuwan that he would be back very late in the evening and there was no need to wait for him, and drove away.