Chapter 151: Suspicion

"Miss Su has also recently taken an interest in two handsome men who arrived at the base."

"From the beginning, those two deliberately tried to attract her attention. Now that they’ve succeeded, they’re asking her top five husbands to make the necessary arrangements for them."

He paused before continuing. "I’m afraid it’s only a matter of time before they start targeting you as well."

Mo Beichan gave a faint nod. For some reason, Ni Mengxue suddenly appeared in his mind.

That woman was selfish, arrogant, and utterly shameless.

He loathed her from the bottom of his heart. Yet there was one thing about her that he couldn’t deny.

She never neglected one husband simply because she had gained another.

No matter how many husbands she had, she never seemed willing to compromise their interests just to please someone new.

And that realization made Mo Beichan feel strangely uncomfortable. A gust of hot wind swept across his face.

Almost immediately, his skin began to itch.

He subconsciously scratched his arm and noticed several red patches appearing on his skin.

His skin had always been unusually sensitive to sunlight and extreme temperatures.

When he had first married Su Yao, she had been extremely attentive toward him.

She had even gone out of her way to have a special medicinal cream prepared for his sensitive skin.

Whenever the weather became too hot, she would remind him to apply it and avoid staying outdoors for too long.

Back then, he had been deeply touched by her concern.

He had even become somewhat smug, believing that Su Yao valued him more than her other husbands.

That confidence had lasted for almost a year.

Then Su Yao gradually began shifting her attention toward her other husbands.

The concern she once showed him became less frequent, and eventually, even his discomfort seemed to escape her notice.

Now, looking back on everything, Mo Beichan couldn’t help comparing the two women.

Back then, Su Yao had shown him so much favoritism that he had smugly believed he had earned a special place in her heart.

Meanwhile, Ni Mengxue’s other husbands probably didn’t even realize how fortunate they were.

That woman was willing to go to extraordinary lengths for them.

For the first time, Mo Beichan genuinely wished Su Yao possessed even a fraction of Ni Mengxue’s loyalty.

However, he quickly pushed those thoughts aside and turned toward He Lin.

"Tamper with the account books. Make sure the records show that the entire business is suffering heavy losses. Then request additional funds from Su Yao."

He paused before continuing, "As for those two clowns who have been jumping around lately, investigate their backgrounds. I’m sure they have some dirty secrets."

"Whether they’ve committed something serious or minor doesn’t matter. Find whatever you can and make a big scene out of it. And as for the other husbands..."

Mo Beichan paused, a cold smile spreading across his face. "Release all the dirt we’ve accumulated on them until now."

He Lin gave a faint nod, a strange glint flashing through his eyes. "Understood, Boss."

However, from He Lin’s perspective, Mo Beichan should have given up on Su Yao long ago.

After hesitating for a moment, he couldn’t help asking, "Boss, why do you insist on fighting against so many husbands?"

"It’s not as though you lack talent or money. You’re a researcher with your own patent, and you could easily earn two million zombie crystals annually. That’s after handing over ninety percent of your earnings to Miss Su."

He frowned.

"So why are you making things so difficult for yourself? Why do you keep lowering your head in front of a woman?"

He Lin had always felt a deep disgust toward the matriarchal system.

In his opinion, a capable man like Mo Beichan shouldn’t have to compete with dozens of other husbands just to maintain his position in a woman’s household.

Mo Beichan merely smiled. "You’ll understand one day."

He Lin didn’t press the matter further. The two continued waiting near the eastern patrol team’s meeting point.

However, time passed, and no one appeared. Mo Beichan glanced toward the deserted area. The distant roars of zombies echoed, alerting the Eastern Patrol team members.

His expression grew colder.

Meng Xiaoni was supposed to meet the King’s girlfriend here at ten. Yet there was no sign of either of them.

Mo Beichan narrowed his eyes. ’Don’t tell me everything Meng Xiaoni said was a trap from the beginning.’

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Eventually, ten o’clock passed, but no one arrived.

Mo Beichan and He Lin exchanged suspicious glances.

Something was clearly wrong.

Meanwhile, at another entrance of Burning Star Base, Jiang Nuannuan was preparing to leave with four figures dressed in clothes that completely concealed their appearances.

However, the guards immediately stopped them.

"Who are you, and where are you taking these people? Why are all of them covering themselves? What’s going on?"

Jiang Nuannuan was built like a bodybuilder. She stood nearly six feet tall, with broad shoulders, a muscular frame, and tightly toned skin.

Her imposing appearance was enough to intimidate the guards, who didn’t dare approach her too aggressively.

She looked at them calmly. "They’re my husbands. I don’t want other people looking at them. Is there a problem with that?"

She crossed her arms, making her muscular biceps even more prominent.

The guards immediately stiffened. They could tell that provoking this woman wouldn’t end well for them.

One of them quickly adopted a polite expression.

"No, Miss. It’s simply the base’s protocol. Nobody is allowed to leave without prior notice or proper identification."

Jiang Nuannuan nodded. Then, to everyone’s surprise, she took out a microphone.

"Everyone, look at these people! They’re insisting that I show them my husbands’ faces. But why should I?"

Her voice echoed across the entrance. "I love my husbands, and I want to protect them. I don’t want strangers staring at them. What’s wrong with that?"

Several women standing nearby immediately gave her approving looks.

Some even raised their thumbs. They wished they could be just as protective of their own husbands.