The CEO’s Substitute Wife Is A Genius
Chapter 113: Husband Turns Into Uncle?

Chapter 113: Chapter 113: Husband Turns Into Uncle?

Not only did the classmates sing praises about Jiang Man, but Lu Xingzhou was also quite surprised.

Having removed her earmuffs, Jiang Man looked at her "instructor" and asked, "Can I take a few more shots?"

Lu Xingzhou watched her with interest, his posture erect, commanding and handsome, alluring yet unaware of it.

He made an inviting gesture.

Jiang Man put her earmuffs back on, closed her eyes, and reviewed the knowledge Lu Xingzhou had taught her.

From the stance to the way of holding the gun, and finally how to keep her hands steady after firing.

She performed every step admirably.

She took her position, a tall figure at 172 centimeters, her ponytail swept up high.

A breeze stirred, tousling the wisps of hair on her forehead.

Yet she remained unflinchingly steady, entirely unaffected, exuding a composed and dashing air, giving the impression she had military experience.

Bang—

A precision shot, the bullet striking dead center of the target.

Then, chambering a new round and pulling the trigger, the second shot.

Bang—

The recoil made the handgun flick back continuously, but Jiang Man firmly controlled the force, utilizing softness to overcome hardness.

Five consecutive shots, precisely hitting the same spot, effectively piercing and thrashing the center of the target.

More and more onlookers gathered, including students from other classes currently training, drawn by the discussion here.

"No way? She’s scoring perfect shots?"

"To say she hasn’t learned this before, I wouldn’t believe it."

"She’s good-looking and so cool; I think our school’s goddess might have to change."

Quite a few boys from other classes grew interested in Jiang Man.

Yet rumors had it that she entered the school through backdoor connections, kept by a rich older man—true or false, it was all hearsay.

"Have you learned shooting before?" Lu Xingzhou asked doubtfully, his eyes intense, filled with inquisition and interest.

Jiang Man arched her eyebrows, secured the gun neatly, and lightly set it aside.

"I’ve played at the shooting range before, but with a shotgun."

A flicker of surprise crossed Lu Xingzhou’s eyes.

He was growing more and more curious about her, curious about what kind of environment she lived in that enabled her to learn so many skills.

Two possibilities came to mind, either her living conditions were exceptionally good, allowing her family to afford diverse lessons for her.

Or she had been raised in a place like a mercenary training camp.

A young woman who had medical skills, knowledgeable in antiques restoration, fluent in English, familiar with IT, and skilled in shooting...

Embedding so many skills in a 20-year-old woman, if she didn’t have some extraordinary experiences, would be impossible.

Lu Xingzhou’s eyes suddenly turned somber.

He hoped that Jiang Man fell into the former scenario and not the latter; otherwise, how much suffering must she have endured over these years?

Lu Xingzhou felt as if something was stuck in his throat. When he looked at Jiang Man, his eyes were filled with much more sympathy.

Unaware of his thoughts, Jiang Man, respecting the present situation and the principle of ’honoring the master and valuing the doctrine,’ reported to Lu Xingzhou, "Instructor, training complete."

"Return to your unit," Lu Xingzhou said calmly.

When Jiang Man returned to her group, the people behind her started gossiping about her.

Zhang Ziqi and a few others had long become ardent fans of Jiang Man, admiring her immensely.

"Sister Man, you were so cool just now! I bet among the thousand trainees, you’re the best shooter!"

Jiang Man slightly tugged at the corner of her mouth.

She was just scratching an itch to shoot for fun.

Besides, the shooting distance was only ten meters, which in the eyes of a true expert would be just showing off basic skills.

She didn’t think she was particularly remarkable, rather, she was thinking of asking Lu Xingzhou to teach her more privately, to give her some personal coaching.

If she couldn’t learn enough at school, then she’d ask him to teach her outside.

"Alright, next group!"

Instructor Liu bellowed in front, his voice booming.

Some girls longed for Lu Xingzhou, volunteering eagerly to go to his team.

But Lu Xingzhou wasn’t nearly as patient with them as he was with Jiang Man but instead demonstrated on his own: "Did you get that? If not, I can demonstrate again."

His voice was deep, and his dark eyes shimmered with profound light, authoritative and sternly cold.

The girl met his gaze and couldn’t help but feel intimidated.

Why did she find the instructor so cold?

"Remember..." the girl nodded like a pecking chicken.

Where could she remember? Her mind had been entirely on the instructor, secretly sizing him up.

Her gaze fell on his long, straight legs and lingered on his buttocks for a moment.

She thought about some not-so-child-friendly things and chuckled to herself.

Now that it was time for live firing, she felt as if she had eaten shit, her complexion turning ugly.

With a brave face, she put on the earmuffs and goggles and took the gun from the stock.

"Instructor, is it like this?"

Her finger pulled the trigger, unsure if it was correct, and as she turned around, she inadvertently pointed the gun at Lu Xingzhou.

Lu Xingzhou almost instantly reacted, grabbed the girl’s hand, and pointed it upward.

Bang—

A gunshot sounded, and the bullet ’whooshed’ into the sky.

The gun’s recoil was too strong, and the girl, frightened, immediately let go.

The gun discharged accidentally, and the smoking barrel landed on the back of Lu Xingzhou’s hand.

Sizz—

Suddenly, the smell of charred skin filled the air.

The girl was utterly shocked.

Lu Xingzhou’s eyes turned blood red, like a wild beast in a frenzy, he roared at the girl, "I warned you over and over, never point the gun at people! Don’t you have a brain? This is military training, not a game!"

The girl was terrified, shaking all over like a sieve.

The other students, including the instructors, were also terrified.

If Lu Xingzhou hadn’t reacted quickly, there might have been a body lying here, blood flowing like a river.

"I’m sorry... I’m sorry..."

The girl wept bitterly and collapsed to the ground.

The scene immediately became chaotic.

Instructor Liu quickly took out his cell phone, intending to contact the school’s medical office.

At that moment, Jiang Man stepped forward, gently holding Lu Xingzhou’s hand and glanced at his injury.

"There are burns on the epidermis, and the dermis is also damaged. It’s likely to leave a scar."

"I’m a man, scars are fine." Lu Xingzhou’s eyes softened somewhat.

He was angry not only because he nearly died, but also because the girl didn’t take the military training or the seriousness of handling a gun seriously.

"Let’s go to the medical office."

Jiang Man held Lu Xingzhou’s other hand.

Seeing this, Zhang Ziqi took on the role of a bodyguard, "Step aside, let them through, quickly!"

Mao Lili and Wen Rui, following suit, maintained order.

After they left, the instructor maintained order, making all the students stand at attention and at ease.

A group of instructors left half of them watching the students while the other half headed to the medical office.

They did not know Lu Xingzhou’s true identity, only that he was once a special forces soldier in the African peacekeeping troops.

They all were from Middle Eastern peacekeeping troops.

Though not from the same team, they fundamentally were comrades-in-arms.

A nearly fatal accidental discharge during military training would likely lead to severe disciplinary action against their entire Wolf Warrior unit if word got out.

When Jiang Man and Lu Xingzhou entered the medical office, the school medic greeted them anxiously.

Yet Jiang Man was calm, politely saying to the medic, "I’ll take care of his wounds."

The tone sounded like a discussion, yet it felt indisputable.

"Classmate, this isn’t appropriate..." the school medic adhered to his professional ethics.

Jiang Man raised an eyebrow, "He is my little uncle, I know some medical skills."

"Little uncle?" Lu Xingzhou lounged comfortably.