Chapter 77: Turning Danger into Safety

Please, let Jiang Cheng land safely.

"Little sister, don't be afraid." Si Han wrapped his arm around her shoulders from behind, "That kid Jiang Cheng has a great fate; he will definitely land safely."

Otherwise, he can forget about marrying his little sister!

Emergency measures had already been quickly set up by the seaside, and all the technicians responsible for developing this fighter jet had run out, every one of them pale-faced.

"It's ruined! Which piece of data went wrong, after all!"

"It was clearly perfectly fine during the previous test flights,"

"It's too late to say anything now; I only hope Division Commander Jiang can land safely. I am willing to trade five years of my own life for it."

There are plenty of technicians in the experimental group with his level of skill, but pilots with the level of Division Commander Jiang are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

Otherwise, the Commander wouldn't have let the forty-year-old Division Commander Jiang go up for this J-27 test flight.

At this moment, the broadcast on Huaiyang County TV was also seen by many people concerned about this test flight.

Jiang Yu had originally not allowed himself to watch.

Who told his brother not to even leave a family member viewing spot for him.

If he watches, he's a dog!

But he couldn't control his heart after all; Jiang Yu endured and endured, then still turned on the television.

Seeing the fighter jet suddenly descend, he couldn't help but stand up.

His eye sockets also turned red in an instant.

"Look quickly, everyone! Has it stopped descending?" someone suddenly shouted.

At this time, some people who had already closed their eyes tentatively opened a slit in their eyelids.

Huh?

It seemed to be true; the fighter jet, which had clearly been out of control just a moment ago, had actually stopped at a distance of several hundred meters above the sea.

Although the cockpit was still bumping, it could be seen slowly moving toward the previously designed landing route.

Everyone present and everyone in front of their televisions let out a sigh of relief in unison.

Si Rong took a deep breath, the tear tracks on her face feeling slightly cool as the wind blew over them.

"Amazing! It has to be Division Commander Jiang!"

"Or rather, the Commander's eye for talent is sharp; if it had been a different pilot today, he might have become a martyr."

"It was indeed heart-stopping. It is only right that pilots have higher salaries; after all, if it weren't for their spirit of daring to take risks, how could our fighter jet technology improve?"

As the fighter jet came to a steady stop, enthusiastic applause erupted at the scene.

Si Rong clapped along, but for some reason, her tears kept falling without stop.

She didn't want to be like this either.

After Jiang Cheng got off the fighter jet and finished reporting the flight work to the Commander and the Director, he walked toward Si Rong at the first opportunity.

Every step he took felt heavy.

Dangerous situations like this had happened more times than he could count since he chose to become a pilot.

But because Si Rong was here this time, it became an especially unique occasion.

His work is very dangerous, but as a soldier, as long as the country has a need, he will board a fighter jet at any time.

Life could come to an abrupt end at any moment; Si Rong following him really wronged her.

Especially looking at the tears on Si Rong's face, the guilt in the bottom of his heart reached its peak.

Hindered by being in a public place, he took a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Si Rong.

He comforted her in a restrained, low voice, "Alright, it's fine now."

Stop crying.

Crying makes his heart ache.

Jiang Yu in front of the TV:...

???

He had already changed his clothes, prepared to go home and properly comfort his big brother.

But, what is big brother doing?

Something this big happened and he isn't going home first?

Forget it, whether he finishes this shift or not doesn't matter anymore; he wouldn't see anyone at home anyway.

Who told him to have a brother who values his lover over his younger brother.

The door was pushed open, and the secretary came in to report on work.

Jiang Yu focused on looking at Shen Lan's work report.

Last time, he actually caused a scene at the military unit and dared to look for trouble with his brother; Shen Lan's time as Deputy County Magistrate has also come to an end.

He has worked for so many years and doesn't even know what he has been doing.

During the meeting, Jiang Yu gave a slight signal and someone magnified Shen Lan's erroneous behavior, intending to submit a report to the higher-ups.

Shen Lan's complexion was extremely ugly.

Ever since his divorce from Si Rong, his work seemed to have never gone smoothly.

Could it be, just as everyone was discussing before, that he really relied on the Si Family to become Deputy County Magistrate?

Hmph! He doesn't believe it.

Jiang Yu, a County Magistrate, taking the lead to suppress him—there is only one reasonable explanation: it is not that his work is not done well, but jealousy of his talent!

These people are all bootlickers; submitting the report won't be of any use.

Ma County Magistrate from before, who is now Deputy Mayor Ma, used to show him much favor; he certainly won't believe the slander of a petty person like Jiang Yu!

With work not going his way, returning home is also full of discomfort.

Li Xuan, that woman, was inexplicably obsessed with affairs between men and women, wanting to seduce him into bed every time she saw him.

She didn't even care about the children.

Today was no exception; the moment he stepped through the door, Li Xuan came to greet him wearing a thin nightgown.

Her figure was vastly different from before.

Shen Lan rubbed his eyes in confusion; when he was younger, he too had been addicted to such things.

Didn't a woman's development stop after her teens? It seemed some women experienced a second growth spurt, but Li Xuan was a year older than Si Rong.

Could one still have a second growth spurt at forty?

If it wasn't a second growth spurt, then how did Li Xuan's figure suddenly become like this?

"Shen Lan, I'm so cold," Li Xuan snuggled up to him.

Shen Lan lowered his head and took a look.

Then he bent down, picked her up, and the two of them tumbled onto the bed together.

It was only when they reached the critical moment that Shen Lan realized something was wrong with him.

It seemed he... couldn't perform.

What was going on?

He was only forty-one this year, the golden age for a man, full of vigor and spirit.

How could he be unable to perform?

Soon, he thought of the several beatings he had endured; ever since his divorce from Si Rong, he had first been beaten by thugs, then by Si Han, and then by Jiang Cheng.

It had left him not knowing what was wrong with his body now, coughing and coughing for no reason.

"What's wrong?" Li Xuan asked.

She couldn't wait any longer.

Sure enough, men were visual creatures; now that her figure had improved, Shen Lan was willing to touch her.

Just as she was preparing to enjoy herself, Shen Lan suddenly pulled away and left.

"Not today."

Li Xuan asked reluctantly, "Why?"

Clearly, she had already done the most she could.

Although the doctor said there were risks, she knew doctors; they always exaggerated those risks, which was very popular these years. What kind of risks could there be? It couldn't possibly explode, could it?

She didn't believe it.