Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s-Chapter 1533: Digging One’s Own Grave

"Well then..." Guan Qing smiled as she looked at Hen Zhiyuan, "What exactly do you feel for me..."

"My actions have already told you." Hen Zhiyuan bowed his head and kissed her forehead, "In my dreams, I have done this countless times."

"Zhiyuan." Guan Qing sat up and kissed him on the lips.

"Alright, get dressed quickly, I need to get back soon. If Bie Mamei finds out, it will be even more troublesome." Hen Zhiyuan said, then started to get up to pick up the clothes on the ground.

Suddenly, the door opened.

Hen Zhiyuan was startled and hurriedly snatched up the clothes from the ground to cover his private areas, his face a picture of shock as he stared at the person barging in.

"Don’t bother dressing, Hen Zhiyuan. Do you think it’s so easy to just put on that military uniform you took off?" An Hao stood at the doorway, her face expressionless as she looked at him.

Standing behind her were people Hen Zhiyuan recognized; they were from the discipline inspection department.

In that instant, he felt a buzzing in his head, as if the world was about to collapse.

His facial expressions were truly rich, as if a palette had been dumped on it, and he seemed to have performed a face-changing act, displaying all emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and pleasure at once.

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"Let’s go! Put on your clothes and come with us." The disciplinary officer frowned, looking at him sternly, "You are the first woman in all these years we’ve encountered who has done such a thing! We are ashamed of you!"

Hen Zhiyuan said nothing, silently got dressed, and followed the discipline officers out.

Halfway there, he looked back at Guan Qing, who was stunned on the bed, and said in a low voice, "You should leave now! Hurry home."

Then, he looked up at An Hao, the flames of hatred nearly incinerating her from the bottom of his eyes.

"Women truly have the deadliest hearts!" Hen Zhiyuan clenched his teeth.

An Hao sneered and curved her lips, "Are you referring to the one at your home? Or the one on the bed? You chose this path yourself. It’s because you harbored impure thoughts! You do not deserve this sacred shade of military green."

"You think you can?" Hen Zhiyuan glared at An Hao, his forehead throbbing, "Sometimes I really wonder if you are really a woman in her twenties? How can your thoughts be so venomous and inscrutable? You even resorted to tracking me."

"Me, venomous? I’m simply wielding my weapons to defend my rights! And you? You push comrades into rifts; that is murder! You want to murder my husband, I surely cannot just stand by." An Hao’s sharp gaze pierced Hen Zhiyuan as she spoke word after word, "You have already dug your own grave! You cannot blame others for kicking you when you are down."

"You..." Hen Zhiyuan’s teeth nearly shattered, yet he could not find a single reason to refute An Hao.

"Come! Come back with us for the investigation."

"Zhiyuan..." Guan Qing clutched the quilt corner tightly, her heart aching as if stabbed by a knife while watching Hen Zhiyuan’s departing figure.

Hen Zhiyuan did not look back but silently followed the discipline officers away.

An Hao also breathed a sigh of relief; she was waiting to see Hen Zhiyuan’s trial!

"You are too cruel!" Guan Qing gripped the bedsheet tightly, her angry gaze fixed on An Hao.

"Me? Why don’t you say Hen Zhiyuan is cruel? Hasn’t he told you what he’s done?" An Hao pondered for a moment, then slowly added, "Can you say you bear no responsibility for tonight? You have destroyed a military marriage! You also have a crime on your hands!"

"Is that so? Then try to catch me!" Guan Qing’s hateful gaze met An Hao’s, "Let’s wait and see! I will make you regret provoking me."

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