The Pregnant Mommy Survive on Unlimited Supplies
Chapter 338: The ice layer collapsed at 337

Chapter 338: The ice layer collapsed at 337

Hua Mi and Da Fu were conversing outside the RV.

Inside the RV, Gong Yi despondently looked at the aluminum table leg in front of him and called Zhou Cheng.

The call connected, and Gong Yi whispered, "Hello?"

Zhou Cheng, holding his phone, asked in confusion,

"Hello what now? Brother Yi, what’s up? You up to no good?"

Inside the RV, Gong Yi stealthily peeked out and looked toward Hua Mi’s back, continuing in a low voice,

"Get me a table, and make it quick, but don’t alert my wife."

"What’s up with your wife? And what do you need a table for?"

Zhou Cheng raised his voice, pondered with his level of understanding, then realized with a chuckle,

"Brother Yi, getting frisky with your wife, huh?"

In the RV, Gong Yi’s handsome face turned stern,

"What nonsense are you spouting? I sawed off the leg of my wife’s table in the vehicle, and now she wants me to put it back on."

But the aluminum leg couldn’t be reattached.

So, Gong Yi just asked Zhou Cheng to find him any table, as long as it had four legs.

After much explanation, Zhou Cheng finally understood,

"Consider it done, I’m on my way."

Zhou Cheng would not hesitate to help Brother Yi resolve a marital crisis.

Carrying a styrofoam container from the night market filled with crawfish, he sidestepped Hua Mi standing outside the RV, stood at the RV’s window, and gently knocked in Morse code,

[I’m here, brought the table.]

Gong Yi stuck his head out to look, replying in Morse code by tapping the glass,

[Pass the table through the window.]

The two high-ranking Garrison officers solemnly completed the "table" transaction with straight faces.

The RV’s window slid open, and Gong Yi, looking at the white styrofoam container Zhou Cheng passed through, compared it to the luxurious RV decor.

Actually... it could still serve to hold a cup of milk tea.

He wiped the styrofoam container a bit and positioned it next to the sofa—it seemed stable enough.

Again, he knocked on the window to send Morse code to Zhou Cheng,

[Hurry, my wife is coming back.]

Then, turning to look, he saw that Zhou Cheng was already long gone without a trace.

Outside the RV, Hua Mi had just bid farewell to Da Fu and was about to return to the RV.

Ni Shuiwen called out to her, "Ah Mi."

Hua Mi stood there without moving, squinting at Ni Shuiwen as he approached.

She saw Ni Shuiwen smiling as he stopped in front of her,

"There was a bit of a misunderstanding between us before, and now that the crisis is over, I felt I should come and make things clear to you."

"Moving forward, let’s help each other out and be friends."

Hua Mi looked at Ni Shuiwen with confusion,

"Friends? Were we ever?"

Ni Shuiwen paused, a flash of gloom crossing his face, then disappeared in an instant,

"Of course, don’t all friendships start with conflicts?"

While speaking, his eyes habitually glanced past Hua Mi towards the luxurious RV.

He just happened to catch sight of Gong Yi busying himself inside.

The Garrison combat uniform on Gong Yi made Ni Shuiwen instantly understand.

There was a Garrison in Hua Mi’s RV, and judging by how she could order around a Garrison, her relationship with them must be quite profound.

"There’s..."

Ni Shuiwen tilted his head and didn’t wait for Hua Mi to introduce him. He walked over to the door of the RV, raising his hand to greet Gong Yi inside,

"Hey there, brother, I’m Ni Shuiwen, Ah Mi’s friend."

Inside the RV, Gong Yi was worrying over how the styrofoam container didn’t quite match the RV’s decor.

Hearing Ni Shuiwen’s words, he looked up, his gaze sharp and commanding.

The air of a superior was unmistakable.

Facing outsiders, Gong Yi’s appearance was extremely lethal. Even when he was silent, an air of ferocity seemed to emanate from him.

Ni Shuiwen paused, a wave of elation suddenly surged through his heart.

No wonder Hua Mi was so arrogant, killing someone in the safe zone without the garrison intervening.

It turned out Hua Mi indeed had a powerful background.

Ni Shuiwen could tell that the garrison member in the RV must be a fierce character.

He immediately smiled and reached out his hand to Gong Yi,

"You must be Ah Mi’s husband. We’ve finally met. You have no idea, we were so worried about Ah Mi when she was alone in the safe zone."

He was diligently buttering up Gong Yi, making sure to establish good rapport in front of him.

In the future, there would be plenty of opportunities to use Gong Yi.

His words, ambiguous in meaning, would make anyone unaware of the truth think that Hua Mi had previously received great care from them.

Ni Shuiwen did not think that Gong Yi would know the actual truth.

They had never seen someone like Gong Yi in City D.

Ni Shuiwen’s extended hand hung in the air as Gong Yi delayed in grasping it.

This made Ni Shuiwen somewhat embarrassed.

He looked at Gong Yi, who placed his hands above, gripping the top of the RV door frame, gazing down at Ni Shuiwen from an elevated position.

A strong sense of oppression followed, making Ni Shuiwen awkwardly retract his hand.

Someone like him was entirely unworthy of getting cozy with Gong Yi.

Hua Mi stepped forward with a stern face and asked Ni Shuiwen,

"Am I that familiar to you? You worried about me? It’s more like you’re raging with impotence because you can’t kill me, gnashing your teeth in frustration."

Her mood was foul, and her words came out rapid-fire, without offering the slightest face-saving courtesy.

Ni Shuiwen’s smile became increasingly awkward. He looked at Gong Yi, intending to say something to save face.

But he saw a trace of mocking disdain in Gong Yi’s haughty expression.

At that moment, Ni Shuiwen had the illusion that perhaps this man knew everything.

He knew that in the safe zone, most survivors disdained Hua Mi, the pregnant woman.

Ni Shuiwen wanted to say more, but Gong Yi’s expression turned stern,

"The ice layer collapsed."

He had no time to say anything more, donned his garrison combat helmet, and leapt out.

Leaving Ni Shuiwen standing there awkwardly, facing Hua Mi.

He had failed to brown-nose, and he hadn’t even been able to find out Gong Yi’s rank within the garrison team.

Hua Mi said,

"People like you, my man and I come across a stack of them every few days. Just recently, there was a group that tried to ingratiate themselves with my husband."

That Mi Guoyuan and Zhong Zimo, at first, didn’t they just want to suck up to Gong Yi?

In the end, one died, and the other fled.

Ni Shuiwen’s brown-nosing tactics were even worse than Mi Guoyuan’s and Zhong Zimo’s.

At least they knew to hoard a bunch of beauties, thinking of offering them to Gong Yi.

What did Ni Shuiwen have?

It wasn’t that Hua Mi looked down on Ni Shuiwen, but his method of fawning over others was just too low-end.

Like a poison-tongued Hua Mi, she had Ni Shuiwen’s face turning red and then white with her words.

He glared at Hua Mi, grinding his teeth,

"Fortunes can flip-flop; there’s the east of the river for thirty years, and the west for another thirty. You don’t have to be so high and mighty; who knows, one day you might have to turn around and fawn over me?"

"Ha."

Hua Mi laughed, tilting her head,

"Sure, I’d like to see how someone like you plans to rise to such heights, to a position where even I would need to suck up to you."

She laughed and entered the RV.

The next instant, Hua Mi stepped out of the RV with an iron-faced expression.

In her hand, she carried that white foam box.

"Where did the ice layer collapse?"

She was determined to make Gong Yi swallow this "table."