Chapter 727: Aren't You Afraid That Woman Will Hurt Sister-in-Law?

Chuxue looked at Fu Yan Cheng standing across from her: "Yan Cheng, this is Wu Lianzhen, Auntie Wu. She's the accountant at the city slaughterhouse. The one Brother Kong had been in contact with earlier was Auntie Wu. Her nephew comes by the farm every week to haul livestock and poultry eggs."

Hearing the introduction, Fu Yan Cheng quickly came around from the other side: "Auntie, Xue'er has caused you no small trouble before. Thank you so very much."

Wu Lianzhen looked him up and down: "It was just something on the way, no trouble at all. Besides, my eldest son works in the same unit as Yizhang, and he's looked after me plenty before."

After saying that, she winked and made faces at Chuxue: "Chuxue has a fine eye."

They were still busy heading back to the city, so after Auntie Wu had Jiang, the farm manager, sign off, she left first.

Fu Yan Cheng thought of the person Chuxue wanted to see: "Minggang, where is that person? Can we find somewhere a bit quieter so Chuxue can meet with her?"

Jiang Minggang knew they wouldn't do anything to harm Jiang Huiwen, so he didn't ask the reason behind it: "Follow me."

He personally led them to a confinement room: "This room has double-brick walls, it's fairly soundproof. I'll go bring the person over right now."

With that, he went off to make the arrangements first.

Fu Yan Cheng took Chuxue's hand: "When they bring her, you be careful yourself. Minggang and I will wait for you in his office."

Chuxue gave a soft "Mm," her feelings very complicated.

So she didn't say anything else.

Soon someone brought the person over. Without any extra words, they shoved her straight into the confinement room: "Get in there. Keep your mouth shut."

Jiang Huiwen felt she had her son to rely on, so even here she refused to obey management day after day, and got put in confinement from time to time. She herself didn't think much of it at all.

After the person went in, Jiang Minggang signaled the worker who had brought her to leave.

Fu Yan Cheng looked at Chuxue: "Be careful."

Seeing her nod, he gave Jiang Minggang a look, and the two of them headed off to the office together.

Just as they were about to turn the corner, Jiang Minggang glanced back: "Aren't you afraid that woman will hurt Sister-in-law?"

Fu Yan Cheng also turned to look back: "Naturally I'm not at ease."

Jiang Minggang was taken aback: "Then why are you still walking away?"

Fu Yan Cheng looked at where they were standing now: "I think this spot is just right. We can't make out what's being said inside, but if anything happens, we'll notice right away."

He had undergone special training, and his hearing was far better than an ordinary person's. After all, what Chuxue was handling was private business, and he was afraid of hearing things he shouldn't, which was why he had moved a bit farther away.

The reason he wasn't at ease was that woman was probably no simple character either; he was afraid she might play some dirty trick.

Jiang Minggang's eyes and brows were full of laughter: "Looks like you've really fallen hard. Back in school, plenty of girls showed you favor, and you always had that keep-people-a-thousand-miles-away attitude. Who'd have thought you'd turn out like this."

Fu Yan Cheng didn't argue. After all, he really was dying for time to pass faster, to snatch his wife back into his own nest. He'd had no shortage of sweet dreams of holding his wife close for a kiss, and he'd washed plenty of shorts and bedsheets. Only the one suffering knows how it feels.

The two of them stood there with their backs against the wall. Jiang Minggang pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to Fu Yan Cheng.

Fu Yan Cheng didn't refuse, but only after a long pause did he light it. He took one drag only after a long while.

He himself didn't smoke, but whenever someone offered him a cigarette, he'd take it.

Jiang Minggang glanced at him with a smile: "The engagement has been set for quite a while now. When are you planning to get married?"

Hearing the word "marriage," Fu Yan Cheng's heart gave a tremor, and the corner of his mouth curved into a smile: "Soon. Once the year turns and she's eighteen, we'll get the certificate and marry."