The 60s Island: The Daily Life of a Capitalist Young Lady with the Army - Chapter 91: Can You Shut Up First!

Chapter 91: Can You Shut Up First!

Whispers surged like tidal waves from all directions.

Many people peered out from their doorways, craning their necks curiously.

“I just heard quite a commotion from Battalion Commander Long’s place.”

“Oh my god, did those female soldiers get into a fight at Battalion Commander Long’s house?”

“Impossible! What would they be fighting about?”

All eyes unconsciously drifted toward Xu Xiangsi, who was sheltered in Long Peiye’s embrace.

Her face was pale, her frame delicate, and she seemed as if she might be blown over by the wind when she walked.

No one could connect her with the blood streaming down Li Hong’s forehead.

Bai Rumeng, walking at the front of the group, keenly noticed the surrounding gazes.

Her eyes darted craftily as a scheme formed in her mind.

Her previously straight posture suddenly slumped, one hand supporting her forehead as her steps became unsteady.

When they officially entered the Military Compound and encountered several familiar soldiers, Bai Rumeng’s performance reached its peak.

Her eyes suddenly reddened, and she lifted her sleeve to pretend to wipe away nonexistent tears.

She appeared utterly wronged yet silently enduring—a pitiful sight that tugged at heartstrings.

She wanted to seize the initiative!

She wanted everyone to see that it was they, these “comrades-in-arms,” who had suffered immense injustice!

She intended to use public opinion and sympathy to build a moral high ground, so she could fiercely condemn that Fox spirit sheltered under Long Peiye’s wing in front of the Political Commissar!

Bai Rumeng’s delicate and pitiful act should have won widespread sympathy.

But the problem was, she was accompanied by Li Hong.

Li Hong’s head and face were covered in blood flowing down from her forehead, obscuring half of her eye. She looked even more terrifying than a wounded soldier just returned from the battlefield.

The surrounding soldiers gasped sharply, and their expressions toward Bai Rumeng instantly changed.

“Heavens! What happened to Li Hong?”

“Cadre Bai also looks wronged… Could they have fought each other?”

“That’s what it looks like! Cadre Bai must have smashed Li Hong’s head!”

“My god, she usually seems so quiet and gentle, but she’s this vicious?The court of public opinion instantly swerved in a bizarre and strange direction.

The victim image Bai Rumeng had painstakingly crafted collapsed into that of a perpetrator before it could even ferment, all because of Li Hong’s “live crime scene.”

She was so furious she nearly spat blood.

This Li Hong—utterly useless and only capable of ruining things!

Before she could devise another strategy to salvage the situation, Long Peiye had already led the group up the steps of the political department office building.

The door to the political commissar’s office was pushed open with a bang.

Long Peiye, Xu Xiangsi, Bai Rumeng, Li Hong, and the six terrified female soldiers following behind—ten people crammed inside like a school of panicked sardines.

Wang Zhengwei, who had been reviewing documents, jumped in fright, his fountain pen clattering onto the desk.

“You… what are you all doing?!”

He stared at the bizarre combination before him, momentarily unable to process the scene.

Particularly Li Hong with her blood-covered face made him think there had been a major accident at some training ground.

But Li Hong couldn’t wait. Like a mad lioness, she shoved aside those blocking her path and charged straight up to the desk.

“Commissar! I want to report someone!” Her voice was sharp enough to pierce eardrums. “I report Xu Xiangsi, Long Peiye’s wife! She’s a remnant of Capitalism!”

“She’s also vicious and cruel, deliberately assaulting our proletarian revolutionary fighters!”

As she spoke, she abruptly dragged Bai Rumeng over, raising her arm high as if displaying a trophy.

“Look!”

She happened to grab exactly the arm that had just been struck by Xu Xiangsi’s brick.

“Ah—!” Caught off guard, Bai Rumeng felt a piercing pain shoot through her arm, making her scream in agony on the spot. Real tears instantly streamed from her eyes.

This was no longer acting—it was genuine pain!

Li Hong remained completely unaware, instead growing more vehement: “Commissar, look! Comrade Bai Rumeng has been severely injured by her! This shows how cruel and malicious Xu Xiangsi’s methods are!”

Wang Zhengwei’s mouth twitched violently.

He looked at Bai Rumeng, who was grimacing in pain, then at Li Hong standing before him—her face covered in blood, looking like a ferocious ghost.

With an extremely complicated expression, he slowly said: “…I think your injuries look more severe than hers.”

Li Hong slammed her palm on the commissar’s desk, making the pens in the holder jump. “My injuries don’t matter!” she roared. “What matters is class stance! What matters is that we must eliminate tumors like Xu Xiangsi hiding within our revolutionary ranks! I demand an immediate criticism struggle meeting!”

Wang Zhengwei naturally knew about Xu Xiangsi’s background—it had been documented in her file.

But the current situation, with one person bleeding profusely and another screaming in pain, was extremely tricky.

His gaze moved past the frenzied Li Hong to rest on Long Peiye, the only relatively calm person present: “Battalion Commander Long, you tell me—what exactly happened here?”

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Li Hong slammed the desk again.

“Bang!”

This time even louder than before.

“Commissar!” Li Hong stared at him with bloodshot eyes, “I know you’ve always thought highly of Battalion Commander Long Peiye! He’s young and promising, a key cultivation target for the army!”

“But! I hope you’ll stand firm on matters of principle! Don’t shield a Capitalist’s daughter just because of him! I demand you handle this matter seriously!”

She rattled on, spraying saliva everywhere, allowing no one else to get a word in.

Every word she spoke was pressuring Wang Zhengwei to immediately take a stance and deal with Xu Xiangsi.

Wang Zhengwei felt his head swelling with frustration.

He felt like two small hammers were pounding relentlessly against his temples.

Enough was enough! No need to endure further!

“BANG!!!”

Wang Zhengwei suddenly slammed the desk and stood up abruptly, his presence even more intimidating than Li Hong’s.

Pointing at Li Hong’s nose, he thundered: “Can you just shut up for once?!”

Wang Zhengwei’s roar was like a thunderclap from clear skies.

The entire office instantly fell into deathly silence.

Li Hong, who had been raging like a bulldog moments before, now looked as if she’d been doused with ice water from head to toe.

Her mouth hung open, her face still contorted with ferocity, but the fire in her eyes visibly extinguished.

She stared blankly at Wang Zhengwei, who had always been known for his “amiability,” and for the first time felt from him the absolute, unquestionable authority of a superior.

She… was ultimately afraid. Her throat moved as she swallowed, forcing back the clamor and madness that had been choking her chest. She didn’t dare utter another word.