Super Soldier in the City-Chapter 1282 - 1332: Trap

"Oh? Then when will he return?" Chu Xiaoyao stared at the village chief.

Chu Xiaoyao had been staying with the Li family for a while. At school, it was fine, but in Mile City, she was a prominent figure, attending major events frequently. Inevitably, she carried an air of authority. When she fixed her gaze on the village chief like this, it made him feel uneasy.

Not just Chu Xiaoyao, Zhou Xiaoyue had also come from a well-known family and naturally didn’t take the village chief seriously. She sneered coldly and said, "Village Chief, please bring out the account books. We’re only interested in the allocation of the money we donated. As for how other funds in your village are used, we don’t care in the slightest."

The village chief chuckled awkwardly and said, "But our accountant really isn’t here. You shouldn’t assume that I’m the village chief and therefore capable of handling everything. Even though the village is small, everyone has their own responsibilities. Accountants are in charge of finances, and as the village chief, I have no authority over the accounts."

Chu Xiaoyao promptly asked, "Then surely you can get in touch with the accountant and have him come here?"

Zhou Xiaoyue chimed in, "Exactly. If we donate money now, does it mean that without the accountant’s presence, the funds can’t be handed over?"

Their combined pressure rendered the village chief speechless. After a dry laugh, he said, "Unfortunately, the accountant went to the county, and he definitely won’t be back today. How about this: next time you plan to visit, call in advance, and I’ll ensure the accountant is here waiting for you. By then, the school should be almost renovated."

"Sorry, but unless we see exactly where our money is going this time, we won’t leave," Chu Xiaoyao stated firmly.

The village chief furrowed his brow and said, "Well... alright then. But you can’t wait here indefinitely, and it’s getting late. I’ll arrange accommodations for you, give you some food, and I’ll go contact the accountant right away to try to get him back sooner. That way, it won’t delay your matters."

Chu Xiaoyao and the others had been here for a while and hadn’t eaten yet. By now it was past noon, and they were indeed hungry, so they accepted the village chief’s offer and followed him to his home.

The village chief’s house was newly built, and it was a two-story building. In this impoverished village, it stood out conspicuously.

"Village Chief, your house is really quite impressive," Chu Xiaoyao remarked with a slight curl of her lips.

The village chief shook his head and said, "I wouldn’t have stayed in this village if it weren’t for this place. My sons already bought me an apartment in the county, but I refused to leave. They couldn’t argue with me, but they were afraid I might be uncomfortable staying here, so they built me this house. Honestly, I feel uneasy living in such a house when the village is so impoverished. But if I don’t accept their gesture, they won’t let me live here. I can’t deny my sons the chance to show their filial piety."

Chu Xiaoyao nodded. "Well, your sons really are dutiful."

"They sure are. Both of my sons are quite considerate. Whatever I need, I don’t even have to ask—they just bring it to me."

Chu Xiaoyao continued, "It seems both of your sons are doing quite well financially."

"Not bad, not bad." The village chief’s face showed a hint of pride.

Chu Xiaoyao shook her head. "But it seems your sons only show superficial filial piety."

"What do you mean?" The village chief frowned.

"Think about it—they claim to be filial. Knowing their father stubbornly stays in the village with hopes of improving it, shouldn’t they help out? Even if they can’t help much with the village itself, seeing the condition of the village school, shouldn’t they donate some money to fix it up? Even if repairing the school takes a lot, they could at least install proper windows. That would make their father look better in the village, right?"

The village chief was rendered speechless, finally letting out a dry cough after a long pause. "True, I’ll bring it up with them later. I really didn’t think about this before. Please, come inside—the weather is quite chilly."

He led Chu Xiaoyao and the others into a room, and a woman walked in. She appeared to be in her thirties, wearing a bright red loungewear set, her face heavily made up. A thick gold necklace hung around her neck, with a bracelet on one wrist, a watch on the other, and four rings on her fingers. She glanced at Chu Xiaoyao and the others and asked, "Who are they?"

The village chief immediately responded, "They’re donors for the village school—real benefactors. Go make some food and treat them well."

The woman’s eyes lit up, and she plastered on a smile. "Alright, alright. You all rest up; I’ll get cooking. Husband, go buy some more groceries."

The village chief agreed, exchanged a few words with Chu Xiaoyao and the others, then left.

Chu Xiaoyao, Zhou Xiaoyue, and the others exchanged glances and gave disdainful smiles. Given the village chief’s age, he had married such a young wife—no one would believe he was entirely aboveboard.

The meal was quite lavish, with chicken and fish. Chu Xiaoyao and the others were truly hungry, so they didn’t hold back and ate quite a bit. After the meal, the village chief suggested, "Our accountant will arrive first thing tomorrow morning. If you want to review the accounts, you can stay here tonight."

Chu Xiaoyao and the others quickly agreed. They were determined to get to the bottom of this and couldn’t find peace otherwise.

At night, the three girls stayed in one room, sleeping on a heated brick bed. Lying down, none of them could fall asleep immediately.

Zhou Xiaoyue said with a hint of worry, "Xiaoyao, I feel like the village chief might pull some tricks. Could he harm us tonight?"

Chu Xiaoyao snorted, "I’d like to see him try."

Despite her bravery, Zhou Xiaoyue remained uneasy and said, "But if he’s really guilty of wrongdoing, he might think of ways to deal with us. We should still be careful."

Another girl in their group became visibly nervous after hearing Zhou Xiaoyue’s concerns.

Chu Xiaoyao, fearless as always, got up to lock the door, climbed back onto the bed, and said, "There, no problems now."

"Xiaoyao, why don’t you call your husband and ask him to send some people here? That way, we’ll be safer," Zhou Xiaoyue suggested.

Chu Xiaoyao shook her head. "That’s unnecessary. If I make him intervene in trivial matters like this, he won’t get anything else done."

"Well, he doesn’t have to come himself—just sending a couple of people to ensure our safety would be enough."

After some hesitation, Chu Xiaoyao relented. "Alright, I’ll call him."

She placed a call to Li Yifei, explained the situation and her location, then hung up and reassured them, "Don’t worry, he said he’d arrange it right away."

Zhou Xiaoyue breathed a sigh of relief, "That’s a relief."

The other girl, even though she was close friends with Chu Xiaoyao, didn’t know who her boyfriend was. Recently, ever since Chu Xiaoyao and Li Yifei had started dating seriously, she avoided flaunting their relationship to prevent any negative implications for him. Besides Zhou Xiaoyue, the others were still unaware of his identity.

The girl asked curiously, "Xiaoyao, you have a husband already?"

Chu Xiaoyao smiled sweetly, "Yes, but we haven’t married yet. We’ll wait until I graduate."

"It sounds like your husband is pretty remarkable. What does he do?"

"He’s a businessman."

"A businessman? You wouldn’t..." The girl’s expression turned somewhat odd.

Zhou Xiaoyue playfully smacked the girl on the arm and scolded, "Don’t let your wild thoughts run loose. Xiaoyao’s husband is definitely going to marry her; she’s not someone who’s being kept."

The girl stuck out her tongue and apologized, "Sorry, I just tend to associate wealthy men with those kinds of scenarios."

Chu Xiaoyao chuckled lightly, "No problem."

After chatting for a while, they eventually fell asleep. It was unclear how long they had been asleep when a sharp scream pierced the night, followed by commotion. It sounded like the village chief’s wife—the voice was unmistakable—and mingled with this was the voice of one of the boys from their group.

Startled, Chu Xiaoyao and her companions hurriedly put on their clothes and ran to the source of the noise, stopping outside a room with its door wide open. Inside, there were three people: the village chief, his wife, and one of their male companions.

The village chief’s wife was wearing pajamas, which had been torn in several places. The boy stood there with a flushed face, seeming completely helpless, while the village chief looked livid.

"What’s going on?" Chu Xiaoyao demanded, feeling a growing sense of dread.

"Oh, heavens! I can’t live anymore... I’ll never be able to face anyone again... Just let me die!" The village chief’s wife wailed and shouted, even trying to fling herself against the wall before the village chief rushed over to stop her.

Chu Xiaoyao turned to the boy, "What happened exactly?"

Flustered, the boy stammered, "I went to the bathroom in the middle of the night. Just as I was walking past this room after finishing, the village chief’s wife called out to me, saying she needed help. I had no idea what was going on, but I went in. She said there was a big bug on the heated bed and asked me to kill it. So I went to help, but then... then she threw herself onto me and started screaming. I swear, I didn’t do anything to her!"

"Ridiculous!" The village chief roared angrily, "This is my wife’s room. What were you, a young man, doing sneaking into my wife’s room in the middle of the night?"

"She called me in!" The boy protested, his face turning red.

The village chief’s wife cried out, "Husband... I didn’t! I would never! I was sleeping peacefully when I suddenly felt someone pressing against me and tearing at my clothes. Just look at my clothes—they’re ruined! Oh, I can’t bear it!"

The village chief slammed his hand against the wall and yelled furiously, "Boy, you’ve got some nerve, assaulting my wife! I’m sending you to jail today. Just wait and see."

Chu Xiaoyao and Zhou Xiaoyue exchanged glances, realizing the gravity of the situation. Something like this was bound to be hard to explain; even more so since it happened in the village chief’s home, making it increasingly difficult to handle.