Chapter 92: She Got Doused with Water!

Zhang Shuwan had no intention of helping just because this girl was Sheng Zexi’s sister. She wasn’t about to join forces to wake up Gu Jianing.

If anything, she was firmly on Gu Jianing’s side. She hoped Jianing could get some proper rest—and there was another reason: Gu Jianing was notoriously grumpy when woken up. Zhang Shuwan had witnessed it once by accident—Jianing was like a feisty little chili pepper, and not just anyone could handle that. She was doing this for the girl’s own good.

Fang Manping frowned and glanced at her watch. It was already past eight. Still sleeping at this hour? Was this country woman really that lazy?

So, it wasn’t that the woman wasn’t home—she was just sleeping in, deliberately refusing to open the door for her?

The more she thought about it, the angrier Fang Manping became. She kept knocking, determined to see how long this woman could ignore her.

Zhang Shuwan frowned. Why was this little sister-in-law so stubborn?

She was just about to say something when suddenly, the door next door creaked open.

Zhang Shuwan: Oh no, Jianing’s awake. She’s definitely going to lose her temper.

Hearing the door open, Fang Manping felt a surge of satisfaction. See? If she kept knocking, how could that woman shamelessly keep sleeping?

She was eager to see for herself just how beautiful and capable this woman supposedly was—enough to make Peng Wenjing give up.

Yesterday, as soon as she arrived at the Northwest Military District, Fang Manping hadn’t even had time to rest before she went to the military hospital to ask Peng Wenjing for information.

She’d expected to hear that Peng Wenjing, who liked Sheng Zexi, had been making trouble for the country girl. But instead, she found Peng Wenjing chatting with a young officer—who turned out to be her blind date.

“You like my brother, don’t you? Why are you going on a blind date with someone else? Did my brother force you?” Fang Manping guessed. After all, Commander Peng had tried to set Peng Wenjing up before, but she’d always refused.

“No, Manping, this time it was my idea. I don’t want to waste any more time on Sheng Zexi.”

“Huh?”

After Peng Wenjing explained, Fang Manping realized that the country girl was far beyond their expectations.

She wasn’t just pretty and well-built—she was so skilled in medicine that even military doctors consulted her. With both looks and talent, even the self-aware Peng Wenjing felt outclassed and decisively gave up on Sheng Zexi.

Fang Manping thought Peng Wenjing was exaggerating. Now, she was determined to see for herself what this woman was really like!

But just as she looked up, she felt something coming at her.

The next second, she felt a sudden chill on her head, face, and body.

When she finally realized what had happened—she’d been doused with water!

She’d been splashed!

Eyes wide with disbelief, Fang Manping looked up and finally saw the woman holding the washbasin.

She’d clearly just gotten up, hadn’t even washed her face, just thrown on a military coat that swallowed her petite frame.

Her silky hair was a little messy, her face bare, but it couldn’t hide her natural beauty.

Beautiful. Truly beautiful.

Striking. Absolutely striking.

It was a kind of dazzling, flamboyant beauty—like a blazing flame, impossible to ignore.

Fang Manping had seen plenty of beauties.

Her mother, Fang Wanrong, had a delicate, pitiful beauty. Li Shuyao was pure and elegant. The other girls in the art troupe were cute, fresh, or glamorous.

There was no shortage of stunning women in the Beijing art troupe.

But this woman was different.

Her beauty was unique, never vulgar. Some women’s glamour becomes tiresome with time.

But this woman’s beauty was like the scorching summer sun—bold, passionate, radiant—the more you looked, the more breathtaking she became.

In that instant, Fang Manping finally understood Peng Wenjing’s point.

Maybe she was stunned by Gu Jianing’s looks, because it took her a while to process that she’d just been splashed.

Getting doused with water in the dead of winter—even with thick clothes, her face and head were exposed. It was like being forced to wash her face.

And her clothes were all new—now they were soaked!

“You—what are you doing? Why did you splash me?” Fang Manping shrieked, pointing with a trembling finger.

“Oh? There was someone at the door? Sorry, I didn’t know, so I just tossed the water out.” Gu Jianing covered her mouth and said lightly.

But Zhang Shuwan, who knew her well, caught the smile in her eyes.

Jianing definitely did it on purpose!

What was going on?

Why would she splash her sister-in-law? Wasn’t she afraid the girl would complain to Commander Sheng?

“You—you did that on purpose!” Fang Manping didn’t believe for a second it was an accident.

“On purpose? Why would I do that? Do I have a grudge against you? I’ve never even met you before. By the way, who are you? Why are you standing at my door so early in the morning?” Gu Jianing set down the basin and leaned casually against the door, looking her up and down.

“Jianing, this young lady says she’s Commander Sheng’s sister,” Zhang Shuwan helpfully reminded her, winking at Gu Jianing. She figured Jianing had only recently married Commander Sheng and hadn’t met all his family yet, so she didn’t recognize this girl.

But if she really was the sister-in-law, it was best not to offend her. Zhang Shuwan had heard plenty of stories about sisters-in-law making trouble for their brothers’ wives, even breaking up marriages and families.

If Gu Jianing had heard this, she would have said: That’s unnecessary worry. When it comes to making trouble, no one can outdo me. If anyone wants to compete, I guarantee they’ll be begging for mercy.

“Zexi’s sister? My Zexi told me his late mother only had one child—him. So, what kind of sister are you supposed to be? And after all this time, you still haven’t told me your name. Sheng what?”

Zhang Shuwan was dumbfounded.

What? Commander Sheng’s mother only had one child? Then how could this girl be his sister?

Fang Manping felt her scalp tingle under the scrutiny of both Gu Jianing and Zhang Shuwan—especially that stunning woman, whose eyes looked innocent but held a hint of mischief.

At this point, Fang Manping was stuck. She’d deliberately avoided giving her name, but now…

She had the urge to turn and run.

“Fang Manping, what are you doing here?” Suddenly, a deep, magnetic male voice sounded behind her, footsteps approaching.

Fang Manping’s back went rigid. It was Sheng Zexi!

Zhang Shuwan’s eyes widened. Fang? Then she definitely wasn’t Commander Sheng’s sister. Wouldn’t his sister have the same surname?"