Su Banxia got into the car fuming. Chen Feng had considered greeting her, but seeing Jiang Guo’an’s stern expression, he felt awkward.

Out of politeness, Chen Feng still asked courteously, “Sister-in-law, did you run into some trouble? How did you get hurt?”

Su Banxia had taken a gamble.

If she hadn’t done what she did, she wouldn’t have been able to get the money back today.

Sooner or later, she’d have to deal with those people.

As soon as Chen Feng spoke, Su Banxia’s head throbbed even more painfully.

She touched the injured spot—the blood had already clotted. She hadn’t felt much pain when she smashed the bottle earlier.

But now, she really wanted to curse.

Damn, it hurt like hell.

Su Banxia said, “I ran into a vicious dog on the street today. It chased after me, and I tripped and fell, hitting my head.

Thanks for your concern, but it’s not too serious.”

The word “thanks” left both men in the front seat utterly stunned.

What did she just say?

She actually said thank you.

It was absolutely unbelievable.

Distracted, Jiang Guo’an drove the jeep over a pothole at high speed. Su Banxia, sitting in the back, was jolted upward, and her head slammed hard against the roof, leaving her dizzy and ears ringing.

She hadn’t felt dizzy before, but now she was seeing stars.

Su Banxia frowned in annoyance. “Comrade Jiang, could you please drive slower?

If your driving skills aren’t up to par, maybe I should take over.”

Jiang Guo’an had been wondering if she’d been possessed—since when did she know how to thank people?

But hearing her follow-up remark, he felt he’d overthought it.

This woman not only gambled but also loved to boast.

Look at her, already claiming she knows how to drive.

She was utterly dishonest.

If he stayed with someone like this any longer, he’d probably go insane.

Even if he didn’t lose his mind, he wouldn’t be able to stay in the military.

Jiang Guo’an despised people who were dishonest and loved to exaggerate.

The car screeched to a sudden halt. Su Banxia, who had just settled in the back seat, was thrown forward by the momentum, her forehead hitting the front seat hard.

She straightened up, gritting her teeth in anger.

Damn, did this guy learn how to drive from a dog?

His skills were terrible.

Jiang Guo’an turned around with a dark expression to see Su Banxia clutching her forehead, grimacing in pain.

Su Banxia said irritably, “Jiang Guo’an, if you have a problem with me, just say it. Are you trying to kill me while I’m in your car?”

Jiang Guo’an snapped, “If you’re staying in the car, shut up. If not, get out.”

Su Banxia was fuming.

Damn, first he tells her to get in, now he tells her to get out.

What a psycho! Fine, she’d get out.

“Get out? Fine. You better not regret it.”

After getting out, Su Banxia slammed the car door shut with force. Jiang Guo’an drove off without looking back.

Su Banxia stamped her foot in anger. What kind of man was this? Worth keeping around for the New Year?

No, they had to divorce. This marriage was over.

In the car, Chen Feng glanced through the rearview mirror at the furious woman stomping her feet and teased with a laugh, “Old Jiang, you’ve really done it now. Your wife seems pissed.”

Jiang Guo’an shot a cold glance at the rearview mirror and said nothing.

Seeing he was genuinely angry, Chen Feng quietly shut up.

It took Su Banxia half an hour to walk back to the compound.

It was mealtime, and as soon as she entered the compound, the aroma of food wafted from every direction.

Dizzy and disoriented, Su Banxia returned home, boiled water, tore a piece of cloth, dampened it, and wiped the blood from her face and hair. She endured the pain as she cleaned the wound.

In the mirror, her features were fairly well-proportioned, with jet-black hair cascading down to her waist.

Su Banxia thought to herself that in a couple of days, she would go into the city to cut off this long hair and sell it for money, turning it into the first pot of gold for her startup.

With that in mind, she hastily cooked herself a bowl of noodles.

Just as she set the noodles on the table, there came urgent knocking at the door.

No need to overthink it—it was surely someone from the compound coming to collect debts.

Perfect timing. She had planned to go find them in the afternoon to repay the money anyway. Since they’d come to her, she could save herself the trip.

Su Banxia forced a well-behaved smile. No matter what, she had to salvage her reputation before the divorce.

The moment the door opened, however, the sight of the man standing there made her expression shift as quickly as flipping a page—the smile vanished instantly.

Why was it him?

What awful luck.

Just as Su Banxia was about to slam the door shut, Jiang Guo’an stuck an arm in, hissing in pain as it got caught.

Su Banxia turned and walked back into the room, sitting down at the table to eat. Jiang Guo’an followed, rubbing his shoulder.

Not much capability, but plenty of temper.

Su Banxia said coldly, “What are you doing here?”

To see how miserable I am?

Or to check if I’ve bled to death yet?

Jiang Guo’an glanced around the room. It was as tidy as it had been yesterday.

It seemed she wasn’t just putting on an act.

Jiang Guo’an sat down across from Su Banxia, his expression still unreadable, as if she owed him money.

Wait—she actually did owe him money.

“I brought some medicine from the medical office at the base to treat your wound.

I don’t want anything happening to you before the divorce.”

It would be hard to explain to her family when he sent her back.

Su Banxia had been starving, but the sight of the noodles in her bowl suddenly killed her appetite.

“Got it, got it. Seems to me you’re not here to treat my wound—more like you’re here to remind me about the divorce.

Let me tell you, since I’ve agreed to divorce you, I’ll definitely go through with it.

Whoever backs out is a coward.”

Jiang Guo’an was taken aback by her firm tone—she sounded as if she meant it.

But he still didn’t believe it. How could someone who had been impossible to shake off suddenly agree to divorce so easily?

Whatever. He’d treat her wound first and deal with the rest later.

Jiang Guo’an pulled up a stool and sat beside Su Banxia. She eyed him warily.

“What are you doing?”

Jiang Guo’an grabbed her arm firmly and said coldly, “Stay still. Let me treat the wound first. If it gets infected, you could lose your life.”

Su Banxia struggled briefly, but the man’s grip was surprisingly strong.

Whether he was afraid she’d struggle or not, his hold felt like it was crushing her shoulder blade.

Su Banxia had no choice but to endure the pain and stay still. She didn’t know what kind of powder he sprinkled on her hair, but the pain in her head subsided shortly after.

Jiang Guo’an stood beside her, his distinct scent drifting into her nostrils—it was surprisingly pleasant.

Su Banxia had assumed that, given how much he disliked and resented her, he would seize the opportunity to make her suffer.

Unexpectedly, his movements were exceptionally gentle.

Usually, Su Banxia’s hair was greasy and unkempt, making her look disheveled.

But now, her hair carried a faint scent of laundry detergent, which was quite pleasant.

Jiang Guo’an suddenly felt a wave of heat rush through him, his fingers trembling slightly as they brushed through her hair.

Su Banxia wasn’t used to being so close to a man. After the powder was applied, she asked, “Are you done?”

“Ahem, ahem…”

Jiang Guo’an, lost in thought, was snapped back to reality by her voice. He coughed dryly to cover up his embarrassment.

Something was off.

This woman was very off!

What exactly had changed?

Jiang Guo’an said, “Done.

Change the medicine every twenty-four hours. I’ll come back at this time tomorrow to help you reapply it.”