The Marshal’s Wife is Wild

Chapter 28: Chapter 27 Please come to the SWAT team to rescue someone as soon as possible Chapter 28: Chapter 27 Please come to the SWAT team to rescue someone as soon as possible Miss Jun Li’s basic information quickly appeared on Feng Haoran’s computer screen.

“Miss Jun Li, why are you still out so late?”

“Because I haven’t reached home yet.”

Feng Haoran: “…”

“Where does Miss Jun Li plan to go?”

“It’s so late, of course, I’m going back to sleep.”

“…”

“Does Miss Jun Li’s family live on Milan Star?”

“They’re on Paradise Star.”

Feng Haoran glanced at the information on the computer: “Sorry.”

Feng Haoran asked for a long time, but other than the basic information displayed on the computer brain, he experienced what is called pointless literature.

In the end, he could only go to Si Yuting’s office, but Si Yuting was on a call and did not let him in.

Feng Haoran did not dare to let Qu Tong leave without permission and could only come back to apologize to Qu Tong, arranging for her to rest in the police station.

Qu Tong was somewhat angry, mocking Feng Haoran a few times, but she soon realized that Feng Haoran was just a blockhead; he was eager to admit his mistake but was stubborn about not letting her go out.

Qu Tong was extremely tired; the original body was severely depleted, and she had only been training for a few days, still frail.

After glaring at Feng Haoran a few times, she resignedly accepted the transformation from the presidential suite to a modest single room.

What was even more maddening was that she barely fell asleep at almost 3 a.m., only for others to get up to train at 6 a.m.

Qu Tong was about to go crazy.

She turned on her computer brain and sent a message to Fei Wenxing’s account through the store.

[Please inform the Palace Commander that the location is on Milan Star, and please come to 75 Starlight Street, Special Police Squadron, to fetch someone as soon as possible.]
After sending it, she pulled over the covers to cover her head, trying to block out the noise of the chants outside.

Three seconds later, Qu Tong gave up struggling and went to the washroom for a quick wash.

After ensuring there were no cameras around the washroom, Qu Tong removed her mask and applied a bold makeup look.

With her sensual and gorgeous silver-white hair, it was hard to associate her with the previously demure and sweet Qu Tong.

The only problem was her height; due to prolonged malnutrition, Qu Tong was barely 160 cm tall.

That was considered middle-height among women, but she still preferred her former height of 175 cm from her past life and wondered if she would have the chance to grow taller after taking better care of herself, even though this body was already 18 years old.

Since she wasn’t tall enough, she had to rely on high-heeled shoes, after all, 160 cm was an awkward height—neither cute enough to be a “moe girl” nor tall enough to be a “mature beauty.”

Gently touching her silver hair in front of her, she looked at the nearly fantastical colors in the mirror, and a trace of deep light flickered in Qu Tong’s eyes.

The most beautiful things often come with a painful price.

Less than an hour later, the door to Qu Tong’s room was opened.

“Miss Jun Li, hello,” Gong Yun greeted Qu Tong with a gentle expression.

Behind him followed Feng Haoran, whose forehead was still sweaty from the interrupted training, and Si Yuting, who reportedly had urgent business the night before.

Qu Tong gently crossed her arms, raised her eyebrows, and looked at the two men behind her, radiating an unmistakable aura of resentment.

This was the first time Feng Haoran saw Qu Tong without her mask, and he shifted his gaze away somewhat embarrassedly and sincerely apologized, “I’m sorry, Miss Jun Li, I didn’t know that you were the Commander’s guest. My apologies for the offense.”

Si Yuting just glanced over with a calm demeanor: “I’m sorry for my rudeness last night.”

Although Si Yuting did not seem as sincere as Feng Haoran, his serious and unsmiling expression revealed that he was genuinely apologizing.

*
In the coffee shop
The golden spoon leisurely stirred the coffee, as wisps of steam rose above the cup.

No one across from her made a move, only she picked up the coffee and took a light sip.

45 degrees, extra sugar and milk, just right.

“Miss Jun Li, I thought your master would come in person,” Gong Yun ventured.

“The old man doesn’t like dealing with people and is dedicated to potion research; he leaves other matters to me,” Qu Tong said smoothly, her expression so forthright that it seemed true.

“The master’s achievements are remarkable, and his devoted research is truly a fortune for the Empire…” Praise poured out of Gong Yun’s mouth as if it cost nothing.

Qu Tong, however, was unaware that the Empire’s highest commander could show such a side.

In her fixed impression, Gong Yun should be conservative and serious, the type with the soul of a general etched into his bones, possibly even someone who would exert his authority oppressively, brooking no contradiction.

Yet whether in communication or in person, interacting with Gong Yun never felt deliberately difficult or intimidating.

“Palace Commander Gong, have you tested the potion’s data?”

“We have,” Gong Yun assented with reserve.

God knows how astounded he was when he received the latest data.

The scientific research institute said it was a new formula, its value comparable to the Alchemist Association’s Advanced Mind Stabilizing Potion, and while it had not yet reached the efficacy of a Special-grade Spirit Power Potion, its impact on the Spirit Sea was breakthrough.

“Are you satisfied with the results?”

“Satisfied.”

“Then that’s good, I’ve brought the remaining 16 doses of the potion.” Qu Tong took the potions out from the Space Twist and laid them all out in front of them.

If it were anyone else, Qu Tong certainly wouldn’t be this cavalier.

She had never underestimated human nature, but she had that extra bit of trust in the military men who were committed to defending their country and struggled on the front lines until death.

She could have purchased them under an individual’s name, which would have had many more benefits and far fewer troubles, but Gong Yun didn’t.

He was always considering the collective benefit of the army’s warriors, and even for today’s meeting, he only brought Si Yuting.

Gong Yun could barely contain his inner excitement.

For a warrior, to die on the battlefield was their greatest honor, but they would never want to die a humiliating death from a Mental Outburst.

The potions provided by the Alchemist Association to the military each year were limited in quantity, and not everyone could use them.

Having a new source of potions, even if it meant one fewer death from a Mental Outburst, was a good thing.

Before Gong Yun’s arrival, the funds from the military’s account had already been applied for and even extra funds had been requested, with a direct transfer of 3.6 million to Jun Li’s account.

Then, efficiently, he took out the contract he and Si Yuting had previously discussed and said in a friendly tone, “Miss Jun Li, this is the contract I’ve drafted according to the military procurement agreement and our prior discussion. Take a look, and if there’s anything unsuitable, we can discuss it further.”

Qu Tong carefully reviewed the contract on the computer Gong Yun had brought over.

The contract was lengthy, a whole ten pages, and very detailed.

Qu Tong read through each page diligently as Gong Yun and Si Yuting waited patiently on the side, without the slightest hint of hurry.

Frowning at the blank spot for the price, Qu Tong asked, “Do we still need to discuss the price of the potion?”

After the ordeal with Brother Liang last night, Qu Tong felt she had already set the price very low.

She had been too poor before to have experienced any Middle-grade Spirit Power Potions, which had cost her dearly.

Although she had no intention of raising the price—after all, the cost wasn’t really high, making 190,000 in profit from 200,000 was something she could do with tears in her eyes—excluding the cost of her spiritual power expenditure.

But asking her to lower the price was absolutely out of the question!

She had a whole planet to support.