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After Jiang Shufen finished asking the question, seeing Ren Rongzheng's expression and watching her slowly walk towards her, she regretted it. She shouldn't have asked.

"Jiang Shufen, don't you know what happened to Sister-in-law Wang?"

Hearing Ren Rongzheng's words, Jiang Shufen became even more guilty. She didn't dare to look Ren Rongzheng in the eye and could only pretend to be stupid, saying, "What are you saying? You and Wang Yuxia usually get along well, but I don't have any relationship with her. How would I know what happened to her?"

"Since you don't have much of a relationship, why are you asking about Sister-in-law Wang's current situation? Are you just here for the spectacle, or are you feeling guilty and scared because you've done something wrong?"

"Ren Rongzheng, what nonsense are you spouting? Who did something wrong? What does Wang Yuxia's illness have to do with me?"

"Who told you that Sister-in-law Wang is sick?"

"Then...what happened to her?"

Could it really be suicide? This woman's mental fortitude couldn't be that weak, could it?

"The doctor said she was beaten, broke three ribs, and was seriously dislocated. She was very badly injured. As for who beat her and why she was beaten, the truth will come out in the end."

"Jiang Shufen, Sister-in-law Liang, I truly hope this matter has nothing to do with you, but if it does, I'll definitely hold you accountable. Just pray your man's career isn't affected because of you."

Hearing Ren Rongzheng's words, Jiang Shufen was truly terrified. Wang Yuxia had suffered a severe beating. Who had beaten her? Guo Jinbiao?

Is that possible? Guo Jinbiao looked at this honest and simple person, just like Wang Yuxia, who was like a mute all day long, unable to socialize and only good at working.

He's the kind of person who wouldn't dare retaliate if someone slapped him. Would he go home and beat his wife?

If Wang Yuxia had told her definitively in the hospital room that she wanted a divorce, she wouldn't have to hold back. But since Wang Yuxia hadn't given her a definite answer, she had to be patient for now.

In a daze, Jiang Shufen realized that Ren Rongzheng had already walked far away. Although she was gone, the words she had spoken kept replaying in her mind, and her legs suddenly went weak.

The military is being reorganized now, and Zheng Hongjun will be coming over in a few days. What if Ren Rongzheng really causes trouble?

"Ren Rongzheng, don't try to scare me. I do things honestly and uprightly. If you're framing me, I won't let you off the hook!"

Ren Rongzheng had already walked far away when Jiang Shufen mustered up her courage to call out those words. She thought that Ren Rongzheng wouldn't be able to hear her at such a distance, but she saw that Ren Rongzheng had actually stopped.

Jiang Shufen was terrified that Ren Rongzheng would come back and tear her apart, so she hurriedly closed the courtyard gate, locked it from the inside, and ran quickly into the house.

After running inside, Jiang Shufen's heart pounded even harder. She hurriedly tried to sit down by holding onto the table, but the more she tried, the more chaotic things became. She lost her balance on the table and accidentally broke a teacup.

"I'm doing my homework, what are you all trying to do by making all this noise?"

When Jiang Shufen and Zhang Laifu were arguing, Zhang Guoqiang covered his ears in annoyance. They finally quieted down for a few minutes, but unexpectedly…

"You can't concentrate on your homework and you're blaming me? Go do your homework, I'm annoyed."

"Ugh, ugh, ugh, you and Dad are like we're going through menopause all the time, so annoying."

"You little brat!"

Seeing that she was about to lose her temper, Zhang Guoqiang immediately went inside and closed the door.

Jiang Shufen had no time to argue with Zhang Guoqiang anymore. As she bent down to clean up the broken teacup, she complained:

"That idiot Guo Jinbiao, he's usually so quiet and doesn't say a word. All we had to do was tell Wang Yuxia to stop working for Ren Rongzheng. How could he actually lay a hand on him?"

He's a soldier, after all. If word gets out about the domestic violence, he'll never be able to wear his uniform again. And if Ren Rongzheng insists she's the one who instigated it all...

Oh no, Jiang Shufen slapped herself hard. She should have known better than to ask. After asking, she felt like a fish on a hot plate, about to be fried to death.

Ren Rongzheng returned home. Aunt Jin had already finished get off work, and Zhan Beiqin was reading a book again. Looking at the table, he saw that there was some food left for her.

"I thought you weren't coming back tonight, and I was just about to take the food I saved for you out to feed the stray dogs."

"Then I thank you on behalf of my hungry stomach."

Ren Rongzheng washed her hands and sat down at the dining table to eat; she was really hungry.

After they finished eating, Ren Rongzheng asked, "Although the deputy political commissar is a sinecure, he is still a political commissar. He has to do his job. You are in charge of the marriages and divorces of the soldiers in your military region, right?"

Zhan Beiqin is the deputy political commissar. All marriage and divorce procedures for military personnel must be approved by him. If he approves a divorce, even the most difficult procedures become easier to complete.

"I don't care, what are you going to do about it?"

"Zhan Beiqin, don't ask questions you already know the answer to."

"Even an upright official finds it hard to settle family disputes. Whether a couple divorces or stays in their marriage is their own choice. I advise you not to get involved; it won't end well for you."

Ren Rongzheng knew, of course, that if Wang Yuxia really wanted to divorce Guo Jinbiao, Guo Jinbiao would blame everything on her and regard her as his number one enemy, hating her to the core.

"Just say you're in charge." Ren Rongzheng didn't want to say anything more. "I already told you this morning when I left that I won't serve you baths anymore. If you want to bathe tonight, go and bathe yourself. If you don't want to bathe, go to sleep."

Ren Rongzheng said he didn't want to hear a response, then walked to the landline, picked it up, and called Cui Qinghe.

Cui Qinghe called this morning to inquire about the delivery, and she confidently assured him that there would be no problem. However, she contradicted herself tonight.

"Mr. Cui, I'm so sorry to bother you, and even more sorry to tell you that the goods were definitely going to be delivered on time, but one of my key workers suddenly fell ill and couldn't keep up with the work, so... I'm really sorry. On the delivery day, I'll deliver as much as I can, and for the rest, I'll compensate you for the breach of contract, okay?"

Ren Rongzheng felt really bad, after all, this was the first transaction after signing the contract with Cui Qinghe, and she herself had breached the contract.

"How many of the 100 items can you deliver?"

"Two-thirds is fine, but for the remaining one-third, you can deduct double the unit price written in the contract from my payment. How does that sound?"

Ren Rongzheng asked her question, but Cui Qinghe on the other end of the phone didn't respond for a while, so she could only wait patiently.

"Since you can't give me a specific amount right now, how about you bring the clothes you have on hand? I'll check the quality and quantity, and we can discuss it on the spot. Is that alright?"

"Okay, I'm really sorry, Mr. Cui. Don't worry, this kind of situation will never happen again."

Ren Rongzheng could only apologize repeatedly. Seeing her humble attitude, Zhan Beiqin, sitting in a wheelchair not far away, watched as if it were a show, unable to suppress his smile despite his best efforts.