Yunyi hadn’t expected to uncover such a juicy piece of gossip by following them. She had only suspected an affair, never imagining that the Qiu Family’s son and daughter were actually Xu Wenchang’s offspring. Upon closer reflection, she realized there were indeed shades of Brigade Leader Xu Wenchang in Qiu Baolin and Qiu Baojuan’s features, though the siblings more strongly resembled their mother, the widow Qiu. No wonder Qiu Baojuan had privately bragged about using Snowflake Cream, the kind popular with city folk; everyone thought she was boasting, but now it all made sense.
Yunyi instantly had an idea. It seemed she wouldn’t have to lift a finger herself, just give a slight push from the shadows. Still, it was necessary to secretly investigate Brigade Leader Xu Wenchang’s house to understand her adversary thoroughly and prevent him from causing her trouble again.
Just then, she heard the widow Qiu say, "You talk a good game, but isn’t it always Xingwang, your son with Ma Jiuxiang, who comes first? He needs a house for his wedding, so you designated those two small courtyards built by the Educated Youths for him. But have you ever thought that Qiu Baolin isn’t getting any younger? They’re both your sons! Don’t you know how much he and his sister have suffered all these years?"
Hearing this, Yunyi wanted to curse aloud. So, the Brigade Leader’s image of prioritizing the commune members’ welfare was a complete sham! His true intent was to seek personal gain—a sanctimonious hypocrite through and through.
But she hadn’t expected Xu Wenchang to be even more shameless. "Haven’t we planned it all out?" he said. "That Chu Zhiqing is attractive and wealthy, and she also possesses excellent medical skills. Once we win her over, how could our son’s future be anything but bright?"
The widow Qiu finally relented. "Fine, fine, I can’t win an argument against you. Oh, and remember to bring back a box of Snowflake Cream for our daughter."
Brigade Leader Xu Wenchang kissed her. "I knew you’d understand me best. Don’t worry, how could I only remember our daughter? I’ll get a box for you too. I adore your face and figure the most."
But the widow Qiu replied languidly, "You’re just saying sweet things. What’s the use if you like me? This relationship still can’t see the light of day."

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