1940s: I supported my wife and sister-in-law by hunting.

Lin Xiuzhi opened her eyes, stretched, and turned to look at him.

"What's wrong with you? You didn't even tell me you were coming. You just barged in and gave me a fright."

Wang Xinmin forced a smile and plopped down on the edge of the bed.

"I don't need to report to my wife's room, Xiuzhi. Have you received any news from your elder brother's side via telegram?"

"It can't be that fast. The telegram was only sent this morning. My brother has a lot of official business to attend to and can't possibly reply immediately. There's no use in being anxious."

How can I not be in a hurry?

Wang Xinmin realized his lapse in composure, quickly lowered his voice, grabbed her hand, and began to make grand promises to please her.

"Xiuzhi, keep an eye on things for me. As long as I can get through this and keep my position, I'll grant your wish to have a child. I'm not leaving tonight; I'll stay here with you."

After saying that, he lowered his head, pouted, and was about to lean in and kiss Lin Xiuzhi.

His breath reeked of alcohol mixed with the smell of cigarette smoke, making people feel nauseous.

Lin Xiuzhi felt nauseous on the spot, sat up, covered her mouth and kept dry heaving, instinctively trying to back away and not letting him touch her at all.

Seeing her unyielding and aloof demeanor, Wang Xinmin chuckled twice, his eyes sweeping over her strangely.

"Xiuzhi, you've changed. You used to wear pajamas to bed, when did you develop the habit of sleeping naked?"

His gaze swept over the foot of the bed, and his pupils dilated instantly.

On the edge of the bed lay a pair of dark men's shorts.

He grabbed it, took a look in his hand, and his mind went completely blank!

"Damn it, Lin Xiuzhi, you dare to cheat on me! I've always only worn triangular trousers, whose the hell is this straight-cut one?!"

He was trembling with anger, his head spinning from the alcohol, his eyes bloodshot, and he forgot that he still needed to ask Lin Xiuzhi's brother for a favor.

"You were avoiding me earlier, complaining about my breath. So you're seeing someone else."

"You bitch, are you pregnant with some bastard's child?"

In a fit of rage, Wang Xinmin completely lost his mind. He grabbed Lin Xiuzhi's long hair and dragged her under the bed, raising his hand to slap her face.

Chen Gaoshan, who was behind the floor-to-ceiling curtains, had originally planned to hide and slip away quietly to avoid trouble.

But seeing how ruthless this dog was, pulling people's hair and hitting them, no matter what, Lin Xiuzhi was his woman.

He grabbed a bronze candlestick from the table and rushed forward.

Without giving Wang Xinmin a chance to react, he swung his arm and smashed it directly onto the back of his head.

"Thump."

Wang Xinmin's eyes widened. He turned around, but before he could even see who had hit him, his eyes rolled back, and without uttering a sound, his body went limp and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

He immediately fainted.

Xiao Lian was also so frightened that her eyes widened. She didn't know if she was frightened by the master or by Chen Gaoshan who wasn't wearing underwear. She covered her mouth or her eyes. Her already small brain capacity was completely stunned.

But she quickly realized what was happening and grabbed a nightgown to put on her wife.

Chen Gaoshan wasn't embarrassed at all.

He has a strong, muscular physique, which he developed through daily work, and he doesn't care if people see it.

He bent down and snatched his underwear from Wang Xinmin's hands on the ground, quickly put it on, then grabbed his clothes and pants and put them on in a few moments.

Lin Xiuzhi, on the other side, had really suffered just now.

Wang Xinmin just pulled her hair, which made her scalp ache, and her eyes were filled with tears, which almost fell out from the pain.

She was thinking to herself that tonight would be a complete breakdown in relations, and no one would be able to have a good time.

As a result, Wang Xinmin was hit directly by a candlestick and fell straight to the ground, unable to move.

Lin Xiuzhi was stunned for two seconds.

He first glanced at Wang Xinmin, who lay on the ground like a dead dog, then turned to stare at Chen Gaoshan, who was holding a candlestick.

In the blink of an eye, she suppressed her panic and calmed down instantly.

"Did you kill him?"

Chen Gaoshan kicked Wang Xinmin's arm.

The person was limp, lying on the ground without any reaction.

"He won't die, he's just unconscious."

"That bastard was already drunk and his mind was all muddled. I hit him hard enough to knock him out."

Lin Xiuzhi stared at the man lying flat on the ground, her hands and feet feeling a little cold.

Tonight, as soon as Wang Xinmin wakes up, the sky will fall.

What man in the world could tolerate being cuckolded?

When that time comes, she'll be finished, Chen Gaoshan will be finished, and even Xiao Lian will be buried with him; none of them will escape.

Despite her panic, she kept her mind working quickly.

Barefoot, I stepped directly onto the cool wooden floor and walked to the dressing drawer.

He opened the drawer and took out a small pistol.

Having handled military equipment for many years, she was skilled in her movements. She grabbed the slender silencer, screwed it onto the muzzle, and loaded the magazine, her movements swift and decisive.

Holding the loaded gun, he walked up to Wang Xinmin's head, pointed the gun directly at his skull, and his eyes were cold, clearly intending to shoot him to silence him.

Chen Gaoshan, who was standing next to him, was stunned.

This woman is ruthless. When she's gentle, she's incredibly tender, but when she's determined to kill, she's truly ruthless.

He also secretly glanced at the pistol.

This little gun is really beautiful and exquisite.

Is this the same silencer used by 007? It's longer than the gun itself, quite impressive.

He dared not delay any longer, and reached out to grab Lin Xiuzhi's arm, stopping her.

Lin Xiuzhi turned her head and glared at him, her voice filled with fierceness.

Why are you stopping me?

"If we don't kill him tonight, when he wakes up, all three of us will be dead, and none of us will survive."

Chen Gaoshan held her hand down.

"We can't kill him. He's the center of attention in the city right now. The huge case involving the military warehouse is all on his shoulders."

"He died in your bedroom. We can't explain ourselves no matter how hard we try. Don't panic, I'll handle it."

Lin Xiuzhi stared into his eyes.

"You handle it? What can you do about it?"

"Never mind that, you two remember this: from now on, nothing happened tonight."

"No matter what happens later, you all shut up and pretend you don't know anything."

After saying that, he stopped talking nonsense, bent down and lifted up Wang Xinmin, who was as limp as mud.

He dragged the 160-pound man into the separate bathroom inside the house as if he were carrying a chick, and locked the door behind him.

It's confirmed that it absolutely cannot be opened from the outside.

They directly took the unconscious Wang Xinmin and himself into the space.

Killing them outright would be too conspicuous and leave too many openings.

The best way is to make this idiot stupid.

Turn him into a mentally unstable, insane, and useless person.

In this way, Lin Xiuzhi can be completely protected, and tonight's events will never be exposed, and no one will be able to find out.

Moreover, Boss Zheng was overwhelmed with problems due to two major theft cases and desperately needed a scapegoat.

Wang Xinmin suddenly went insane and became mentally unstable, which conveniently made him the scapegoat for all the wrongdoing.

This approach is more reliable than simply killing someone to silence them.

He treated Wang Xinmin the same way he had treated Jia Dakong before, still using that long awl he used for sewing shoe soles to stab directly into his eye socket and stir it back and forth for a series of thirteen moves.