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

"Mrs. Wu, have you been at home during the day these days? Has anyone come to our house?" Zhang Yuwan checked all the skin care products. Not every one of them had been used. Only a few had been touched, and they were her most expensive ones.

She didn't go home for lunch and ate at work. Song Changzhou was sometimes in the dormitory and sometimes at home, which was very flexible.

She marks the skin care products she uses every day so that it can be seen if they have been touched.

"I'm not here! I come to make breakfast for you every morning. After you leave, I clean up and go back." Mrs. Wu brought a bowl of bird's nest and put it on the table.

"I'll come back this afternoon to clean and steam the bird's nest. You'll be able to eat it when you come back in the evening."

Now Zhang Yuwan doesn't eat dinner and drinks a bowl of bird's nest every day. These dry goods were taken from the space. She told Song Changzhou that someone from the machinery factory got some for her.

Mrs. Wu explained, "Deputy Captain Song told me to go back at noon, so I went back."

"Oh! Okay, I understand." Zhang Yuwan nodded stiffly.

Mrs. Wu was not here at noon! That meant Song Changzhou was here alone.

Zhang Yuwan's heart sank to the bottom. He quickly reviewed in his mind what he had said and done recently to make sure he didn't find any special problems.

She calmed herself down and thought that if she didn't find any clues, then there was nothing. She shouldn't imagine anything and shouldn't scare herself.

After cheering herself up, she still felt a little aggrieved. She blinked to hold back her tears. She wanted to confront Song Changzhou right now and ask him if he had betrayed her, but she was afraid that he would not admit it or would bring shame upon himself.

She couldn't help but clench her hands into fists, the edges of her nails digging into her palms, leaving deep marks. Only these pains could slightly restrain the strange thoughts in her mind.

When she was feeling very nervous, Song Changzhou came in from outside wearing a special training suit, sweaty and covered in dust.

As soon as he entered the room, Mrs. Wu came to greet him, "Hey! You're all dusty, hurry up and change out, I'll wash it."

He took off his coat and gave it to Mrs. Wu, then said to Zhang Yuwan, "Wife, you eat first! Don't wait for me, I'm going to take a shower."

He didn't notice Zhang Yuwan's expression. Something happened during the day. There were always people who didn't know their own worth, which made him very annoyed, so he went to the training ground to vent for the whole afternoon.

When he came out of the bathroom, someone was already holding a basin, throwing the washed clothes into the washing machine to spin dry, and then taking them out to dry.

Mrs. Wu had already heated up the dishes that Zhang Yuwan brought from work and placed them on the table. She took off her apron, said hello to them, and left.

Song Changzhou was already starving, and looking at today's braised pork ribs and mushroom chicken, he couldn't help but drool.

Zhang Yuwan handed him a bowl of bird's nest and asked calmly, "I heard from Mrs. Wu that you asked her to go home at noon?"

"Well, I asked her to go back." Song Changzhou frowned after taking a big sip of bird's nest and drank the rest like medicine. "Wife, don't give me bird's nest in the future. It tastes fishy and I don't like it. I'll leave it all to you! Just ask Mrs. Wu to make me some soup tonight."

"Why do you want her to go back?" Zhang Yuwan stared at his face without blinking.

Song Changzhou was crazy about showing off his food. The food cooked in the machinery factory was indeed delicious. He swallowed a big mouthful of meat before saying, "It's not convenient for me, an old man, to be at home. This job is not much, so I just need to finish it."

Anyway, Zhang Yuwan couldn't see any problem with him, and his speech and expressions were very natural.

Zhang Yuwan felt a little frustrated, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that no problem was good news.

Unconsciously, looking at Song Changzhou was not so uncomfortable anymore, but it was still like a huge rock was pressing on my heart, blocking it, and I couldn't let out my breath.

In the evening, after Zhang Yuwan washed up and walked into the room, she saw Song Changzhou lying on the bed with a sluggish look in his eyes. He touched the empty space beside him, raised his eyebrows, and looked impatient.

"Wife, go to bed!"

Zhang Yuwan was not in the mood and picked up the skin care product and began to apply it slowly.

Song Changzhou hugged her from behind and kissed her smooth shoulders.

Song Changzhou looked at her sitting on the edge of the bed with her head lowered and her cheeks looking like a layer of golden fuzz under the light. He couldn't help but put his big hand inside her clothes, but Zhang Yuwan grabbed his restless hand.

"What's wrong?" He turned the woman around and looked at her unhappy expression, and asked in confusion.

"I'm not able to have my period today." Zhang Yuwan was torn between two internal struggles. Was he hanging out with someone this afternoon? Did that person come to her house? Did he use her things? Did he sleep in her bed?

Song Changzhou calculated and looked painful, "Ahead of schedule? This is too inaccurate!" He buried his head under the pillow with despair.

She never folds her quilt. Every day at noon at home, Song Changzhou would fold the quilt neatly and keep it spotless, and there was no sign of any problem at all.

"Let's change the sheets and pillowcases! They have a smell and I don't like it." Zhang Yuwan said quietly while looking at the sheets.

"This was just changed yesterday? It smells great!" Seeing Zhang Yuwan's dull look and thinking that she was not feeling well, Song Changzhou got out of bed and took out a new set of sheets and quilt covers from the cabinet.

Zhang Yuwan saw that it was a bright red and green silk satin quilt with auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes. This kind of silk satin was difficult to wash and the color did not match the style of the room, so she just left it there without using it. Who knew that Song Changzhou would take it out directly.

She couldn't help laughing and asked, "What are you doing with these sheets and quilt covers?"

"I haven't used a wedding quilt since I got married, I want to use it!" Song Changzhou's arrogant eyes revealed a hint of willful and capricious temperament.

Zhang Yuwan slept on the edge of the bed with her back to Song Changzhou, and was easily pulled into his arms by a pair of long arms.

She glared at him in dissatisfaction, and the man said unreasonably: "I want to hold you while I sleep."

Before she could object, a large hand covered her lower abdomen, and the warm feeling made her relax and fall asleep quickly.

The next day, Zhang Yuwan decided to go back home at noon for a surprise inspection.

At noon, she went to the cafeteria early to pick up the food prepared by Chef Niu, and rode her bike home quickly.

At the gate of the family compound, I saw Guihua standing there alone with a lunch box.

Guihua saw Zhang Yuwan and waved her arms excitedly. Zhang Yuwan stopped the car in front of Guihua and asked, "Sister Guihua, why are you here?"

Guihua quickly handed the lunch box to Zhang Yuwan and said happily, "I'm here to return your lunch box."

Zhang Yuwan took the lunch box. It was heavy and he didn't know what was inside.

"I pickled these myself, you can try them." Guihua seemed to have something to say but hesitated.

"Sister Guihua, thank you! I won't be polite then! Please just take me home next time. I usually don't go home for lunch, so you can't wait for me." Zhang Yuwan had something to do at noon today and didn't want to keep Guihua at home. He was about to push the cart back when Guihua stopped him with her hand on the handlebars.

Under Zhang Yuwan's puzzled gaze, Guihua whispered nervously, "Xiao Wan, you have to keep a close eye on your man. Although I know Deputy Captain Song is not that kind of person, he can't stand the powerful and sophisticated women out there. Don't be so foolish as to take it lightly."

"Sister Guihua, how did you know that something was wrong with my man?"

(Thanks to Fu Te who likes the bassoon and the user who is a late procrastinator who sent me the Power for Love. Thank you all for your support.)