Courtyard House: My Wife is Xu Huizhen

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The machinery factory has a militia battalion, which normally has about 500 men. These are all He Yuzhu's subordinates. As long as you give the word, you can immediately pull out 500 men.

Although these people are mostly young and middle-aged men working in factories, they also receive a month of militia training every year. They cannot compare to regular troops, but dealing with Qing Laosan is a simple matter. What ability does Qing Laosan have to contend with him?

Bai Ling asked, "Do you need my help?"

"Of course, our factory's security department doesn't have law enforcement authority. If we were to go to the police station to complete the procedures right now, it would alert them."

The security department of the machinery factory has very little power; it can only handle the security issues of its own factory personnel.

For more serious matters, the cooperation of the local police station is required to obtain the necessary legal documents.

There was no problem with Sun Tie before, but now that a police station chief who doesn't get along with him has taken over, He Yuzhu can't get legal authorization.

Bai Ling could help him solve this problem; she was a mid-level cadre in the Municipal Bureau, and he could obtain the legal documents from her.

Bai Ling said, "Someone like Qing Laosan should have been arrested long ago."

After reading through the file, He Yuzhu felt somewhat regretful. It only recorded a few important characters, and many others were not included.

He Yuzhu said, "I'll find out who his men are later. If we're going to take action, we should take them all out."

Bai Ling nodded in agreement, saying that taking action directly would make it easier for some to slip through the net.

After the two finished discussing the matter of Qing Lao and Qing Laosan, He Yuzhu suddenly realized that a bottle of wine was empty.

Just like before, He Yuzhu and Bai Ling shared a bottle of wine, except that last time Bai Ling was already completely drunk by this time.

But today, Bai Ling was relaxed and at ease, without a trace of drunkenness.

Bai Ling thought to herself, "Oh no!" Today, because she had something to talk about, she had unknowingly forgotten to control herself and revealed that she could drink.

He quickly explained, "It's strange today, my alcohol tolerance has suddenly increased."

He Yuzhu then said, "Shall we open another bottle?"

He then took a new bottle of wine, opened it, and filled Bai Ling's glass.

Bai Ling had no choice but to continue drinking, secretly lamenting that her alcohol tolerance wasn't very high.

But today, He Yuzhu kept calling her "sister" and challenging her to a drinking contest, so Bai Ling had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow along.

Before they knew it, the second bottle of wine was finished, and He Yuzhu had already opened the third bottle.

Bai Ling's eyes soon became glazed over, her face flushed, and she could barely speak.

He Yuzhu was indeed deliberately trying to get her to cooperate today, since Bai Ling had pretended to be drunk last time to test whether he was a bad person.

After getting Bai Ling drunk, He Yuzhu, just like last time, helped Bai Ling to the bedroom, took off her coat and shoes, and covered her with a blanket.

I poured some tea and placed it on the bedside table, saying, "Sister Ling, you should rest well. I'm going back now."

Bai Ling hummed in agreement, and He Yuzhu turned to the side and pulled the light cord, plunging the room into complete darkness.

Just as he was about to leave, Bai Ling suddenly hugged him from behind, crying out, "Chaoyang, don't go! I can't live without you! You can't leave me..."

He Yuzhu sighed helplessly. It seemed that Bai Ling was really drunk this time, and even mistook him for Zheng Chaoyang.

It seems she still can't let go of Zheng Chaoyang. Even though they're divorced, she can still think about him when she's drunk.

He Yuzhu said softly, "It's me, Sister Ling."

Then, he grabbed Bai Ling's wrist and let go of her. As soon as he turned around, Bai Ling threw herself into He Yuzhu's arms again, hugging him tightly and refusing to let him go.

He Yuzhu could have untied it if he struggled hard, but he was worried about hurting Bai Ling, so he hesitated for a moment. Suddenly, Bai Ling pulled him down onto the bed.

The rich aroma of wine wafted over, mixed with Bai Ling's body fragrance, making He Yuzhu, who was already eight-tenths drunk, feel weak all over and unable to exert any strength.

The two lay on the bed like that. After a couple of minutes, He Yuzhu was still trying to struggle, but Bai Ling hugged him tighter and tighter, even wrapping her legs around him.

She held on tightly, calling out Chaoyang's name, unwilling to let go.

"Sister Ling, it's me, He Yuzhu, Zhuzi."

He Yuzhu's shout made Bai Ling open her eyes blankly, but there was little focus in them. Looking at the face in front of her, she couldn't tell if it was her Zheng Chaoyang.

He Yuzhu thought Bai Ling had relaxed, so he quickly said, "Sister Ling, you're awake. Let go of me quickly."

Bai Ling shook her head: "Chaoyang...don't go...I..."

Before she could finish speaking, Bai Ling lowered her head, grabbed He Yuzhu's thick lips, and demanded them intensely.

He Yuzhu was stunned for a moment, and tried to push her away again, but Bai Ling hugged him tighter and tighter. He Yuzhu was very helpless, worried that he might hurt her again if he used too much force.

Fortunately, Bai Ling was drunk. She just hugged and kissed He Yuzhu, holding him tightly without making any further moves.

He Yuzhu was momentarily confused and fell asleep without realizing it.

When the rooster crows, it sounds the horn and awakens the sleeping residents.

He Yuzhu woke up slowly, feeling very uncomfortable. Bai Ling was still holding his neck and her thighs were on his waist.

He reached one hand into his collar, grasping the towering building in one grasp, while his other hand slipped inside the hem of his shirt, embracing his smooth back.

The close-fitting tank top had been pushed up, becoming a roll, located under the armpits.

He Yuzhu secretly groaned. Just as he was about to pull down the white-collar worker's bra, he felt Bai Ling in his arms showing signs of waking up.

Startled, He Yuzhu quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

At this moment, Bai Ling also opened her eyes, then stared wide-eyed at the sleeping He Yuzhu in front of her, her mind blank.

Then she noticed something was wrong with herself. Fortunately, she wasn't a little girl anymore, so she didn't yell or scream, but calmed down first.

Then, he first pulled He Yuzhu's left hand out from behind his back and gently placed it to the side. Only then did he pick up the right hand, which was still movable, and let him pull it out of his collar.

He Yuzhu's fingers stiffened, causing the waves to churn and undulate.

Suppressing the wonderful feeling, she gently placed He Yuzhu's arms, then slowly backed away and sat up.

First, she pulled down the rolled-up underwear from the top and tidied it up before recalling what happened last night.

At first, everything was normal, but after drinking the third bottle of wine, my memory started to fall apart.

I can't remember many things anymore, but I do remember seeing Zheng Chaoyang and hugging him, not letting him leave.

Then I hugged the other person and kissed them passionately, and I don't remember anything after that.

At this moment, Bai Ling realized that she was definitely not seeing Zheng Chaoyang, but He Yuzhu.

Then he covered his face with his hands, feeling incredibly embarrassed.

I clearly remember that I hugged Chaoyang and kissed him for a long time. So it seems that I was the one who took the initiative to kiss He Yuzhu.

She actually took the initiative to hug He Yuzhu and even kissed him. That was all. She even slept with him in her arms.

This is so embarrassing. How am I supposed to face He Yuzhu now?

Not only that, but she also slept with He Yuzhu in her arms all night. Thinking about this, I was shocked. Could something that shouldn't have happened have happened?

He quickly reached down to check and found no residue. He also felt no discomfort on his body, which made him secretly relieved.

She did not go all the way with He Yuzhu.

Turning his head, he glanced at the sleeping He Yuzhu, but didn't realize that the other party was pretending to be asleep. After all, he was in a daze and didn't have enough observation skills.

Bai Ling felt a burning sensation on her face. Although she and He Yuzhu hadn't gone all the way, she had taken the initiative to kiss him and even slept with him all night.

Most importantly, He Yuzhu put both hands inside his clothes, one in front and one behind, and touched his upper body all night.

At this time, I could still feel a strange, dull pain in my chest.

I glanced down at my chest and saw some drool stains on the very top of my clothes.

My face felt even hotter now!

What should we do now?

Should we shake He Yuzhu awake and beat him up?

But from my memory, I know that yesterday I took the initiative to hug He Yuzhu and even kissed him.

What grounds do I have to blame He Yuzhu?

They all did it on their own initiative!

Bai Ling resented herself for drinking first; she should have pretended to be drunk instead, then she wouldn't have had so many troubles.

The immediate concern is what to do next.

Is He Yuzhu to be in charge?

How can he be held responsible?

She was a woman in her thirties, and He Yuzhu had taken advantage of her. Was she supposed to let him divorce her and remarry?

Let alone whether He Yuzhu is willing or not, even if he were willing, what face would I have to live with He Yuzhu?

Moreover, the two only kissed and hugged and explored each other a bit; they didn't go all the way. He couldn't bring himself to ask He Yuzhu to take responsibility.

Bai Ling racked her brains but couldn't come up with a solution. She felt it would be better to pretend to be drunk and not sober, and let He Yuzhu wake up first to see what he would do.

Thinking of this, Bai Ling rolled up her underwear again and slowly lay down to sleep.

She moved into He Yuzhu's arms, rested her head on his arm, then gritted her teeth, took He Yuzhu's hand and stuffed it into her collar, where He Yuzhu's hand was covering her steamed bun.

He Yuzhu was dumbfounded by Bai Ling's actions. Was this woman out of her mind? Why did she lie back down?

However, He Yuzhu was also certain that even if the two of them were to be honest about their relationship, there would be no problem. At the very least, Bai Ling wouldn't be angry.