Chapter 107: The Disheveled State of Deputy County Magistrate Shen

The scene after lifting a corner of the quilt had a tremendous impact on Jiang Cheng.

He had actually been mulling over many things in his mind while in the bathroom earlier.

Although he had made harsh threats in the car today, saying he would have her tonight.

It was also to prove to her whether he was capable or not.

However, the timing was not right.

He had just resolved trouble for the Si Family and did not want Si Rong to do such things with him out of gratitude.

But now, he did not want to consider anything else.

There was only one thought in his mind.

To make Si Rong his woman.

A burning kiss fell, and the bright roses on the windowsill were incomparably delicate.

Just as he was about to glimpse the flower's stamen, suddenly, a telephone ringtone rang out abruptly.

Si Rong's body stiffened, and she grabbed Jiang Cheng, who was going to answer the phone.

"I'll get it."

She was worried that this call was the one she had been waiting for.

Although it was night, Si Rong was not wearing any clothes, and she felt a bit nervous as she got out of bed and walked to the phone.

She worried that if the call were from the future, Jiang Cheng might hear something unusual.

"Hello—?"

"Hello, is this Division Commander Jiang's home?"

Si Rong handed the phone to Jiang Cheng, "Here, it's for you."

She felt both relieved and somewhat disappointed.

She also did not know how the situation was over there.

Jiang Cheng only said a few brief words after taking the call, then hurriedly put on his clothes.

"I'm going to the troops," Jiang Cheng planted a kiss on her forehead, "Wait for me."

Si Rong lay on the soft bed, her body slowly returning to calm.

The roar of the jeep downstairs gradually faded away, and everything was silent; perhaps this was the sense of duty of a soldier.

Thinking of the "wait for me" Jiang Cheng said before leaving, a sweet arc that she herself had not noticed curled at the corners of Si Rong's mouth.

But this wait lasted until the sky was bright, and Jiang Cheng still had not returned.

Ming Zi came to visit her and chatted about the Spring Dance Competition being held in the county.

"I had an inspiration when I went to the troops to attend the social gathering last time: a Mask Dance."

It was precisely the inspiration gained from the mask dance party.

For this Spring Dance Competition, she planned to choreograph a mask dance.

"A Mask Dance?" Ming Zi's eyes lit up, "A solo dance?"

"Are you interested in joining?"

Si Rong invited her.

Ming Zi thought for a moment, "I haven't really controlled my weight lately; aren't you worried I'll hold you back?"

When they were young, the girls who practiced dance usually kept their weight under ninety jin, but later, as they entered middle age, they could only keep it under one hundred jin.

In any case, she did not have Si Rong's self-discipline to keep her weight at ninety-five jin all the time.

She must be over one hundred jin now.

"Don't worry," Si Rong understood her temperament; once she decided to do something, she would strive to do it best, "I'll give you half a month to get your weight down to one hundred jin."

"You have such a cruel heart!" Ming Zi accused, "To actually want to abuse the stomach of this career woman!"

Her exaggerated expression amused Si Rong.

The two chatted and laughed for a while, then Ming Zi suddenly said, "By the way, Shen Lan and Li Xuan are getting ready to marry."

"I heard they are setting up two tables downstairs in their residential complex," Ming Zi laughed mockingly, "The former County Magistrate Shen has finally returned to the shabby state he was in when we first met him."

"Oh, and I heard he's been demoted to a handyman at the bureau; I really want to go see... wait, huh?"

Ming Zi suddenly remembered something, "Do you want to see Shen Lan handing out hairtail fish?"

"Hairtail fish?"

"Yes, our company previously had a collaboration with the Health Bureau, and their benefits for this month include some for our employees; we can go collect the hairtail fish ourselves and see an old acquaintance while we're at it."

Si Rong really wanted to see it.

To see Shen Lan's current miserable state.

Daring to harm the Si Family, Shen Lan falling to his current state was purely deserved.

Originally, there was a way to get Shen Lan fired directly from the bureau; it was Jiang Yu who proposed this suggestion.

Si Rong thought this suggestion was excellent, so Shen Lan became the handyman he was now.

"See! I must go see!"

Si Rong asked again, "When are they holding the wedding?"

"In three days."

Then she would have to send this pair of scumbags a big gift.

These two kept jumping around to disgust her, so she had to disgust them back.

"Career woman, take me back to the Si Family."

She needed to go back to find something.

Si Rong was actually a person who valued loyalty and affection; she had always felt this way.

Perhaps because she was the only girl in the family growing up, or perhaps because of her family's capitalist background, in short, not many friends wanted to play with her when she was little.

So she cherished every one of her friendships extra dearly.

Whenever a friend treated her with one part kindness, she always wanted to repay them with ten parts.

At the very beginning, the three of them were in one dormitory, and she treated Li Xuan and Ming Zi exactly the same.

Every day after class, when they returned to the dormitory, they always had endless things to talk about.

During winter break, if they didn't see each other for too long, they would even write letters.

Those letters were all tucked away by her inside books, preserved perfectly.

Si Rong went home and found the letters Li Xuan had written to her in the study.

More than twenty years had passed, and the letter paper had long since yellowed, but one could still clearly see Li Xuan's home address on it.

Yun City.

Li Xuan's parents favored boys over girls; Li Xuan's original name was Li Jianmei, and "Xuan" was a name she chose for herself later.

Back then, on the dormitory bed, she had truly shed tears for Li Xuan.

How could there be parents in this world who treated their own daughter like that?

Therefore, when Li Xuan chose to cut off contact with her parents after graduating from university, she had also helped out significantly.

Otherwise, how could Li Xuan be living such an unrestrained life in Huaiyang now?

Her daughter is getting married; how could her parents and family not know?

She had to help Li Xuan with this matter.

Si Rong went to the post office and sent an urgent telegram.

Only then did she go to the Health Bureau with Ming Zi.

A long line had already formed at the entrance of the Health Bureau's welfare office.

Si Rong and Ming Zi stood in line behind the people from Ming Zi's company.

From far away, they could smell the fishy scent of hairtail, mixed with the chaotic smell of egg noodles.

They saw that inside the office, Shen Lan was wearing a patent leather apron, hunched over as he distributed hairtail to everyone.

The once infinitely glorious Deputy County Magistrate Shen now had messy hair and a numb look in his eyes as he repeated the same action.

Those hands that were used to holding pens were now clumsy at grabbing hairtail.

"Hahaha, can you believe it? The one handing us hairtail used to be the Deputy County Magistrate who was hard for us to even meet."

"I can't believe it; the key is, wasn't this guy our Bureau Chief just last week?"

"Who told him to be ungrateful and cheat on the daughter of the Si Family? How could he expect to have it good?"

"He deserves it! This kind of man should end up in such a state!"

Shen Lan no longer had any reaction to these words, because he had to hear them many times every day.

It was just that this job of distributing things was truly a bit too tiring.

It required constant bending, and his waist couldn't take it; it would start to ache after working for half a day.

Unfortunately, before he could stop to rest his waist for a moment, someone started urging him on again.

Shen Lan had no choice but to continue.

When he looked up again, in a daze, he seemed to have seen Si Rong.

She was still as beautiful as before, the kind of person one would notice at a glance in a crowd.

No, that's not right, Shen Lan shook his head with a bitter smile; he must have seen wrong, how could Si Rong possibly appear here?