Pretty idiots are born to be played with and ruined by their husbands.

Chapter 8 You...your wife is really beautiful!

construction site.

"It's hot today, so the foreman bought everyone ice cream. Come and get whatever you want."

Ruan Zhijuan, who had just entered the construction site, stood at the entrance and looked at the crowd gathered there. She wondered which one of them was Zhou Gangxun, since everyone looked the same, covered in dust and dirt.

"Zhou Gangxun..."

But as he searched, his gaze shifted to the colorful ice creams in their hands: "Zhou Pineapple Ice Cream, Zhou Green Bean Ice Cream... Green Bean Ice Cream, Lychee Ice Cubes, Strawberry Milk Smoothie..."

Ruan Zhijuan licked her lips, reached out and called to the person walking past her. Her eyes were still darting around from reading the words on the packaging, and she stammered anxiously, "Is this...is this tasty?"

Zhang Xiaolei looked up at the handsome man who was talking to him. The man's light black hair lay smoothly on his head, and his fair skin was tanned pink from walking under the sun for a long time. Fine beads of sweat were visible on his skin, making his fair skin moist, like a freshly baked white cake.

Her two almond-shaped eyes fluttered as if they were filled with water, with a faint red tinge at the corners and a tiny red mole, making her look both innocent and alluring.

The handsome man's clothes were a bit too big; he wore a sleeveless white vest as a skirt, reaching all the way to his thighs, indicating that the clothes belonged to another, even taller man.

Yes. Ruan Zhijuan wasn't wearing her own exquisite little clothes, but rather Zhou Gangxun's clothes and shorts, along with slippers with a puppy pattern.

He suddenly remembered that Zhou Gangxun hadn't washed his clothes yesterday, but he would definitely wash Zhou Gangxun's own clothes if they were dirty.

Zhang Xiaolei looked at Ruan Zhijuan's two slender, fair legs, which had several red and swollen bumps from mosquito bites. It seemed that she had just scratched them, as several finger marks were clearly left on them.

He swallowed unconsciously before finishing his sentence, "Ah... Little Sweetie, would you like some ice cream?"

As he spoke, he tore open the ice cream in his hand and handed it to Ruan Zhijuan, saying, "Eat, eat, this is delicious."

"You're the one who made me eat this." Ruan Zhijuan tilted his head back, looking like he was saying, "You begged me, so I'll be merciful and eat it." His eyes crinkled as he took a bite of the ice cream that was offered to him.

Sweet.

Zhang Xiaolei stared intently at Ruan Zhijuan's pink lips, which seemed very soft.

"You...you're here to find someone?" he asked absentmindedly. The handsome man, with his fair and delicate appearance like a peeled egg, didn't look like he was looking for work at all. "I...I work here."

"Who...who are you looking for...do I know them?"

In fact, afterwards, Zhang Xiaolei didn't know or remember what he had said. He only remembered that Ruan Zhijuan seemed to really like his ice cream.

"Zhou Gangxun." Ruan Zhijuan licked her ice cream repeatedly, raised her chin, and said, "I'm his wife."

"Ah, wife." Zhang Xiaolei stared at Ruan Zhijuan, his soul seemingly bewitched, nodding absently, his mind wandering, and said, "Wife is good, wife has a bright future."

A few seconds later, he belatedly realized, "You...you eat, wait for me, I...I'll go call Brother Xun right away, soon."

He glanced back at Ruan Zhijuan as he ran a few steps toward the B2 area, which was under Zhou Gangxun's construction responsibility.

Upon arriving at the location, even from three or four meters away, Zhang Xiaolei began shouting at the top of his lungs towards Zhou Gangxun, who was mixing soil: "Brother Xun! Your wife is here!!"

"You've got such a grown-up wife here!!"

Many people on the construction site call Zhou Gangxun "brother," not because of his age, but because of the imposing aura he exudes that makes people instinctively lower their heads.

Hearing the sound, Zhou Gangxun glanced at Zhang Xiaolei and said, "Okay, I'm going to wash my hands."

Zhang Xiaolei smiled broadly and chuckled as he exclaimed, "Your...your wife is really beautiful."

However, he spoke in a low voice, and was still three or four meters away from Zhou Gangxun.

Zhou Gangxun rinsed the dirt off his arms, wiped away the water left after washing, and walked towards Zhang Xiaolei, gesturing for him to lead the way.

The construction site has invested a lot of money in this project, so the entire area is quite large, and it's easy to get lost without someone guiding you.

There are a total of eighteen residential buildings, four entrances and exits, and an underground parking lot.

Ruan Zhijuan is currently at the eastern exit.

Hearing Zhang Xiaolei's shout, the workers who had come to join in the fun also slowly followed him over there.

Throughout the journey, discussions and curious voices never ceased. "Is that the one in front that's shining white? Is that Brother Xun's clothes? Why do they look several sizes too big on him?"

"Why are you at the construction site in this heat? Don't get heatstroke."

"Isn't it almost noon? Did you bring him lunch...?"

Zhou Gangxun looked at Ruan Zhijuan at the door, who was eating an ice cream that seemed to have come from nowhere and fanning herself with her sleeveless vest. He raised an eyebrow slightly. "Bringing food?"

If Ruan Zhijuan came to deliver food, then it's probably Dalang who's eating.

The food was poisoned.

He gave a cold smile. Ruan Zhijuan came here because of that rich contractor who was having an affair. According to the plot, he was going to start cuckolding her and murdering her ex-husband.

"I didn't see her take a lunchbox or anything, she was just eating the ice cream Xiaolei gave her."

"That kid Xiao Lei must just be attracted to her looks, but she is pretty..."

Upon hearing the voice, Zhou Gangxun glanced at the speaker, then his gaze fell on Zhang Xiaolei, who was leading the way. Zhang Xiaolei's steps were so hurried, as if he were going to see his own wife.

His eyes gradually darkened. He put his right hand in his pocket, took out a pack of cheap soft-pack cigarettes he had just bought that morning, poured one out, lit it, took a deep drag, and exhaled. It seemed there was more than one.

Zhou Gang deftly flicked the ash from his cigarette between his fingers. Ha, how could his wife's little mouth be so greedy? Could she handle it?

"What are you all doing gathered here?" A question suddenly came from not far away, and a man walked over, his leather shoes crunching on the gravel.

The speaker was Wang Fucai, the foreman of the construction site.

As the man drew closer, a strong scent of face powder mixed with cheap perfume wafted over from Wang Fucai. He was forty-six or forty-seven years old, a little over 1.7 meters tall, with a bloated belly and a protruding beer belly, clearly the kind of person who frequented nightclubs and clubs.

I don't know if he has any of those kinds of illnesses, but he probably has high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and high blood sugar.

Zhou Gangxun scoffed inwardly. His wife really wasn't picky; she could eat anything.

Upon hearing the foreman's question, someone immediately rushed to answer, "Boss Wang, it's Brother Xun's wife who's here to see him."

daughter in law?

Wang Fucai glanced at Ruan Zhijuan at the door, a cryptic smile playing on his lips, then looked at Zhou Gangxun. "Oh, your sister-in-law's here? Why don't you introduce her to us?"

Last night he slept with a young man with smooth skin at a club. It was very expensive, so expensive it hurt his wallet. He said his mother was sick and his younger sister had to go to school, so he came here.

However, she does tend to have weak legs, and her crying is quite beautiful.

Even a woman of that caliber isn't half as good as Zhou Gangxun's wife this week. She's beautiful, and her body and legs seem more prone to weakness. If you use too much force, besides the heat, she might even have a fragrance.

Wang Fucai, still lost in his fantasies, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Thinking about it, his feet unconsciously followed Zhou Gangxun toward Ruan Zhijuan, waiting for Zhou Gangxun to introduce him.

Zhou Gangxun ignored Wang Fucai, took a step to the side, and his tall figure completely blocked Wang Fucai's view, which was less than 1.7 meters tall. With a long stride, he left Wang Fucai behind in just a few steps.

"Hey, Hong Xun..." Wang Fucai, with his short legs, chased after him, but after only a few steps he was panting heavily, as if he was about to collapse. "I haven't gotten there yet... Have you forgotten about me...?"

Forgot my ass.