My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 418 Stealing Soda Bottles

Chapter 418: 418 Stealing Soda Bottles

Lin Tang could only sweetly express her gratitude, "Thank you."

Ruan family patriarch: "No need for such formalities among family, let’s eat first."

After the patriarch started eating, Gu Yingzhou served Lin Tang two pieces of Braised Pork.

"Aunt Xiuying’s cooking is quite good, give it a try."

Lin Tang was accustomed to his care, her eyes gently curving, "...Okay, I can serve myself, you should eat as well."

The Ruan family patriarch and his wife watched with smiles crinkling their faces.

How wonderful!

After the meal, the matriarch urged Gu Yingzhou to take Lin Tang to rest in the guest room while the elderly couple stayed in the living room to chat.

The Ruan matriarch, with nothing better to do, started to sort through the gifts the young girl had brought.

Fruits, cakes, brown sugar, as well as Medicinal Wine, cooling oil, cigarettes, and liquor.

It all looked so thoughtfully prepared!

The Ruan matriarch couldn’t stop smiling, "Ah, Tangtang is so considerate, Yingzhou found himself a good wife."

The Ruan patriarch peered over and chuckled with a ’heh’.

He feigned a cough.

Then affected a modest tone, "What are all these things?"

"Why are you asking about this?" The Ruan matriarch looked at him suspiciously.

But without hiding anything, she told him straight out.

The Ruan patriarch understood clearly and straightened up.

With a nonchalant face, he sipped his tea for a little while.

Suddenly, he stood up.

As if mentioning it offhandedly, he said, "I haven’t spoken to old Gu in a few days, I’ll give him a call."

The Ruan matriarch briefly looked up, instantly seeing through the old man’s intentions.

She pursed her lips in silent resignation.

"...Go if you want."

It’s just showing off, she thought, but he sure made it sound nice.

The Ruan patriarch met his wife’s gaze, which saw right through him.

Without changing his expression, he proudly stated, "I should update old Gu about Yingzhou’s news, it’ll put his mind at ease."

The Ruan matriarch: "..."

Seeing his wife at a loss for words,

The Ruan patriarch revealed a trace of smugness and strode out triumphantly.

Old Master Gu received the call from the Ruan patriarch, his feelings of annoyance and speechlessness beyond words.

Lin Tang was arranged to stay in the room next to Gu Yingzhou’s. After a simple wash, considering there was a study session to attend in the afternoon, she quickly fell asleep.

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Elsewhere.

Chen Feng sprang into action upon receiving a call from Gu Yingzhou.

He wasn’t much for studying, preferring to engage in trade, frequenting the black market year-round.

It could be said that Gu Yingzhou’s involvement in the Anping County black market dealings had a lot to do with this man.

Following number one heard the task issued by his boss and a huge question mark appeared on his face.

"Boss Feng, why check on Wan Manzhu? Is she related to our next deal?"

Chen Feng’s eyes widened angrily.

"Bullshit! Do you think the Wan family, that rundown household, could get their hands on much supply? You’re daydreaming."

"Wan Manzhu offended my brother. Just find out if she’s been up to any trouble recently and get her locked up for a few days."

Number one froze upon hearing this, then hesitantly said, "...What if Wan Manzhu hasn’t done anything wrong?"

Chen Feng lost his temper, "Are you going senile? Didn’t you just say the other day that Wan Manzhu walked off with someone else’s soda bottles from the store? Isn’t that something?"

Soda bottles are collective property.

If someone takes them and no one makes a fuss, it’s no big deal.

But if someone does make an issue of it, at the very least, they’d have to be educated behind bars for a few days.

Seeing that his boss was getting impatient, number one stood up straighter.

"Don’t worry, boss, I’ll get on it and make sure the job is done well."

With those words, he quickly left.

Chen Feng, looking at the trembling door, massaged his temples wearily.

Thinking that the kid was reliable enough, he relaxed.

Yingzhou finally sought him out, and the matter must be dealt with properly.

Wan Manzhu had no idea that because of a soda bottle, she was about to be taken to the police station.

At the moment, she was in the restaurant, angrily biting into the meat.

An Ran looked at her friend, who was grinding her teeth with fury, and asked curiously, "Manzhu, what’s wrong with you?"

While asking, she took a bite of the Braised Pork, blissfully squinting her eyes with pleasure.

Meat that doesn’t cost a penny tastes even better!

Wan Manzhu poked the rice in her bowl irritably and said, "It’s nothing."

An Ran shifted her angle and asked, "How come you ordered so many dishes? Did you come into some money?"

A whole table with five dishes, that must cost more than a month’s salary.

So extravagant, tsk tsk.

Seeing the envy in An Ran’s eyes, Wan Manzhu felt somewhat proud.

"What money could I possibly come into? It’s just my uncle being afraid of me going hungry, always subsidizing me," she said.

An Ran, hearing her not overtly bragging yet still sounding boastful, felt her smile gradually stiffen.

"Is that so? That’s nice, your uncle is really good to you," she said.

Wan Manzhu’s expression grew even more complacent, "My uncle is the best to me."

The only drawback was his repeated insistence that she find a way to latch onto the Ruan family.

But since the Ruan family was well-off and since Gu Yingzhou was capable and good-looking, she was more than willing.

It’s just that he was pushing too hard, sigh!

An Ran’s expression darkened, and for a moment, even the Braised Pork lost its allure.

How could someone be so annoying.

With so many dishes on the table, it took the two women an hour to finish eating, dawdling and nibbling slowly.

Five dishes, all in generous portions, were certainly more than two young women could finish.

Each packed up half and left the restaurant.

They had just stepped out of the restaurant.

Two public security officers, a man and a woman in green, approached, "...Is this Comrade Wan Manzhu?"

Wan Manzhu was startled.

After some thought, believing that she hadn’t done anything illegal or criminal, she gathered her courage and said, "...Yes, that’s me. What’s the matter?"

"Based on a tip from a concerned citizen, Comrade Wan Manzhu is reported to have taken a soda bottle, belonging to the collective, from the restaurant at 666 Dashun Road three days ago. Please come with us," the officers said.

The onlookers were immediately puzzled: "?!"

An Ran, noticing the gleeful looks from the crowd watching her and Manzhu, wished she could dig a hole and disappear right then and there.

She knew about this incident and had even warned Manzhu against doing it at the time.

Manzhu had been stubborn, insisting it was no big deal. Did this look like ’no big deal’ now?

"...Just admit it, Manzhu," An Ran urged in a low voice, trembling with fear upon seeing the officers.

Stealing... a soda bottle wasn’t a big deal, at most they would just get a scolding, right?

Wan Manzhu was also scared.

Hearing An Ran asking her to confess, she nearly slapped her in anger.

Considering the public security officers were nearby and not wanting to cause trouble, she swallowed her resentment.

"I didn’t," she angrily denied.

Then she looked at An Ran with a wounded expression.

"An Ran, wasn’t it you who took the soda bottle!" she exclaimed.

"At the time I told you not to take it, and you said your family was poor, that your brother had never tasted soda.

You wanted to take the soda bottle home, fill it with water to let your brother taste the flavor. You haven’t forgotten, have you?"

The surrounding crowd’s gaze shifted suspiciously towards An Ran.

They’d heard of stealing manhole covers, but this was their first time hearing about stealing a soda bottle.

Quite a novelty, indeed!

An Ran didn’t expect to suddenly find herself drenched in this dirty water.

She was momentarily stunned, then hurriedly explained, "I didn’t..."

But before she could finish her rebuttal, Wan Manzhu cut her off.

Looking at the two officers, she said earnestly, "My friend didn’t mean to do it. I’m willing to compensate for her. Please don’t arrest her."

The eyes of the onlookers immediately looked at her with admiration.

This young woman was kind, the sort worth befriending.