Wen Xi fainted, and the sentry felt even more overwhelmed—why was she crying and then suddenly fainting?
One of the sentries quickly called their superior.
“Oh my goodness, the girl fainted!” the nearest aunt slapped her thigh. “How wronged must she be! Girl, wake up!”
“If she managed to come all the way to the military base, then her story is probably true. Who would’ve thought Deputy Battalion Commander Song was that kind of man—trying to live like in the old society with multiple women!”
“Deputy Battalion Commander Song is really something else. His schemes are running wild. Even the military leaders wouldn’t dare act like this. How can someone so morally corrupt be in the army!”
After hearing Wen Xi’s tearful account, everyone suddenly understood.
Their gazes toward her were filled with sympathy.
The girl was truly pitiful—deceived into marriage, forced to stay home serving the elders while Song Mingyuan used her as a cover to show filial piety, all while he stayed in the military holding another woman and climbing the ranks through his father-in-law’s influence.
At that moment, the “fainted” Wen Xi felt extremely satisfied inside. This was exactly what she wanted—Song Mingyuan ruined and disgraced.
People must pay for what they do.
As a kind-hearted aunt pinched her philtrum to wake her, Wen Xi slowly came to. She looked around blankly before focusing on the anxious sentry.
“Comrade, I want to see the leadership,” Wen Xi said as she struggled to stand. “I want to ask—does the military care about men like Chen Shimei?”
Just then, an ear-piercing sound of brakes rang out.
She turned toward the sound and saw a brand-new military jeep.
“Deputy Battalion Commander Song, this time you’ve made another great contribution. We completed the mission safely thanks to you. With all these accumulated merits, your promotion is definitely guaranteed.”
“Bootlicker. Of course Brother Yuan’s promotion is guaranteed…”
The lively chatter inside the jeep suddenly stopped as it pulled up, noticing the crowd gathered at the gate.
Song Mingyuan suppressed the upward curve of his lips. “I’ll go down and see what’s going on.”
Wen Xi looked at the jeep thoughtfully. It was new, and judging by the license plate, it likely belonged to a high-ranking officer.
“Oh! Isn’t that Deputy Battalion Commander Song in the car?” an aunt exclaimed.
Song Mingyuan?
Wen Xi was slightly surprised—she hadn’t expected the scumbag to be sitting there. She had even considered stopping the vehicle to appeal for justice.
It seemed the man was doing quite well in the military. Having a powerful father-in-law really meant more privileges.
Maybe even this jeep belonged to his father-in-law.
She pushed through the crowd and saw Song Mingyuan in camouflage uniform stepping out of the vehicle, a faint smugness on his face that he had not fully hidden.
“The military gate is not a place to linger. You all—”
Before he could finish, Wen Xi rushed forward and slapped him across the face.
“You—”
He froze mid-sentence.
Wen Xi glared at him with burning anger. “What, you didn’t expect me to show up at the base, did you?”
Song Mingyuan stood stiffly, staring at her in shock. His face instantly turned pale, a flash of panic in his eyes.
How did this fat woman get here?
Years in the military had trained his adaptability, and he quickly calmed himself, thinking how to send her away without causing trouble.
His two comrades immediately got out of the jeep and stood beside him.
“Comrade, you should talk things through properly. How can you hit someone? Do you know that assaulting a soldier can be punished—and serious cases can lead to labor reform?”
“Brother Yuan, do you know this woman? Why did she hit you?”
Song Mingyuan forced calmness. “She has some mental issues. You two go back first.”
But they didn’t move.
He straightened his posture. “Wen, Wen Xi… why are you here? Didn’t you tell me first? Do my parents know? How could they let you come to the base?”
The crowd immediately perked up, analyzing his words.
Parents didn’t approve—this confirmed everything the girl said earlier was true!
Song Mingyuan had married the fat girl back home, then came to the military and married the daughter of a staff officer, climbing from deputy platoon leader to platoon leader and then deputy battalion commander.
A true Chen Shimei who abandoned his wife for power.
The silence was deafening.
Wen Xi sneered. “Why can’t I come? As his wife, can’t I visit my own husband in the army? If I didn’t come, how would I know you have another woman here?”
Song Mingyuan’s heart tightened.
Has she already been spreading rumors at the gate?
“Wen Xi, what nonsense are you talking about? You’re just my parents’ adopted daughter. They kindly took you in because of your mental issues—”
Slap!
Another heavy slap cut him off.
His head snapped to the side. After two consecutive slaps, anger, humiliation, and hatred flashed in his eyes.
“I’ll go to hell with your adopted daughter! Your whole family is sick in the head!”
Before he could recover, Wen Xi’s fist smashed into his left eye.
Then another hit landed on his right eye.
Finally, he tried to grab her—but she kicked him hard in the stomach, folding him over in pain.
“Song Mingyuan, you shameless bastard who wants reputation without responsibility! You don’t even dare admit what you did!
We held a wedding banquet in the village—everyone knows I’m your wife. Do you think three years of ignoring me makes it disappear?”
“You’re living here enjoying yourself with another woman, while I’m back home working like a slave for your family!”
Her anger poured out in punches and kicks. Every strike landed cleanly.
Song Mingyuan was beaten to the ground with no chance to fight back.
He tried to explain, tried to get up—but Wen Xi was like a furious beast, fast and relentless. He couldn’t even find an opening.
Not a single person stepped forward to stop it.
Even his two comrades, who had earlier defended him, now stood frozen—almost deliberately distancing themselves from him.