Inside the hospital, everyone was too worried—injured soldiers’ family members fretting, medical staff busy attending patients. No one had time for any spectacle.
Wang Daren was helping his son change his bandages. He vaguely heard his daughter’s cries but didn’t pay much attention or move.
“Dad, isn’t that Chaomei? She’s saying Shen Fuyao is here. You should go check. Shen Fuyao’s not someone to be trifled with—don’t actually let her hit my sister.”
Wang Chaoying, sitting as the nurse changed his bandages, reminded his father. He hadn’t had much contact with Shen Fuyao but knew she was feisty.
Back when they first married, they hadn’t held a big wedding, just a small family meal. Wang Chaoying had drunk too much, and when they entered the bridal chamber, under the influence of alcohol, Shen Fuyao’s beauty was striking. Wang Chaoying intended to consummate the marriage, but Shen Fuyao resisted.
Drunk and insistent, Wang Chaoying was slow to react when Shen Fuyao grabbed the kerosene lamp from the bedside and smashed it. The blow to his head sobered him up. Remembering that the person he truly loved was Xia Yulan, he retreated from the room.
Recalling the past, Wang Chaoying shook his head. This Shen Fuyao was clearly reckless—he didn’t want to confront her directly and preferred his father to go first.
“No worries, this is a military hospital. She wouldn’t dare actually kill someone,” Wang Daren waved dismissively.
Yet in his heart, he thought it would be fine if Shen Fuyao really did kill Wang Chaomei.
Wang Chaomei was ugly and looked extremely similar to Wang Daren himself. Wang Daren didn’t care much for mirrors; as long as he didn’t see one, he could convince himself he looked fine. He was tall, about 1.75 meters, and quite strong.
But seeing Wang Chaomei, so facially similar to him, constantly reminded him of the cruel truth: he wasn’t handsome. Every time he saw his ugly daughter, he felt frustrated.
If only Shen Fuyao could beat Wang Chaomei to death today.
If Wang Chaomei died, Shen Fuyao—the “killer”—would likely be punished, and he’d no longer have to deal with that ugly daughter’s antics.
Besides, he still had his beautiful daughter, Shen Lili.
Unaware of her father’s thoughts, Wang Chaomei fell to the ground and grabbed Shen Fuyao’s calf to stop her from moving.
Shen Fuyao, strong as ever, gave a gentle kick, and Wang Chaomei rolled backward.
“Comrade, how can you kick someone for no reason? Apologize to Chaomei immediately,” came a clear, crisp voice.
Shen Fuyao turned and saw a graceful woman approaching, wearing a winter military uniform that still revealed her well-proportioned figure.
“Sis-in-law, save me!” Wang Chaomei, seeing the newcomer, pitifully reached out to Xia Yulan.
A flash of disdain crossed Xia Yulan’s eyes, quickly masked, as she pulled Wang Chaomei along and brought her before Shen Fuyao. In a firm tone, she said, “Comrade, it’s wrong to hit people. Apologize to Chaomei.”
Shen Fuyao scoffed. “You must be Xia Yulan from the performing troupe, right?”
“You know me?” Xia Yulan was surprised. She didn’t yet know who the woman in front of her was. Beautiful, and here in the hospital, she assumed this was the family member of an injured officer.
She knew Shen Fuyao’s name but had never imagined that this stunning woman was actually Wang Chaoying’s wife from the countryside. After all, according to Wang Chaoying and Wang Chaomei, Shen Fuyao was a rude, wild rural woman.
“Auntie, you go upstairs first,” Shen Fuyao said, not answering Xia Yulan. She first wanted Dongfang Huaiyu to go see her son—she wouldn’t be leaving for a while.
“Alright,” Dongfang Huaiyu nodded anxiously, eager to see her son and ensure he was alright.
“Even if you know me—or know my father, the commander—it doesn’t matter. Hitting people is wrong. You must apologize,” Xia Yulan said, noticing Shen Fuyao ignoring her. She deliberately mentioned her father was a commander to assert authority.
“Oh?” Shen Fuyao sneered, suddenly raising her voice, speaking loud and clear: “Just because you have a father who’s a commander, you think you can do whatever you want? You can have a child out of wedlock?”