Chapter 8: This Scene Was Too Exciting
“You can certainly use this tactic to threaten Xu Lecheng and the others,” Xiao Heshuo said, then proposed an idea: “The best way is to make Xu Lecheng and the others turn on each other and destroy themselves.”
Yan Ziyue looked at him with admiration. “Husband, you’re amazing!”
Hearing the word “husband,” Xiao Heshuo’s heart bloomed with joy. Yet his face remained composed, only a slight flicker in his eyes betrayed his inner feelings.
“Hmm!”
His tone rose slightly.
Feeling his happiness, Yan Ziyue smiled brightly. “Husband, tell me exactly how I should make Xu Lecheng and the others tear each other apart.”
So Xiao Heshuo liked being called “husband”!
He lowered his gaze to her, voice ambiguous. “Are you really going to do this?”
“Yes,” Yan Ziyue answered without hesitation.
Xiao Heshuo warned, “If you do this, you’ll lose your family and the people you care about.”
“I won’t lose you,” Yan Ziyue said earnestly. “You are my family, the one I love.”
“As for Xu Lecheng and the Yan family—they’re just worthless scum to be discarded!”
A faint smile lifted Xiao Heshuo’s lips, his tone tinged with delight. “Do you think that by saying these sweet words, I’ll pamper you like before?”
“Don’t forget, it was you who insisted on the divorce.”
Yan Ziyue gently tugged his hand, swaying it softly. “That was before.”
“I was foolish then, which made me do such stupid things.”
“Now I’m clear-headed. There’s no way I want a divorce from you anymore.”
Her gentle swaying made Xiao Heshuo’s heart tremble slightly.
“I can’t be sure if what you say is true.”
“You once promised to live well with me, but then you turned around, took the money and good things to support Xu Lecheng, and spoke harshly to me.”
That was how Yan Ziyue had acted in her previous life.
She paused, speaking honestly. “It was Zhang Qingqing who sowed discord between us.”
“I’m not trying to shirk responsibility… Of course, I’m partly to blame for trusting Zhang Qingqing’s family’s lies and being frightened by your cold expression.”
In her past life, she was intimidated by Xiao Heshuo’s cold demeanor, believing he didn’t truly love her, only seeking someone to settle down with and have children.
Coupled with Zhang Qingqing’s slanders that Xiao Heshuo would hit her and never give her a good life, and her own foolishness, that’s how things turned out.
Xiao Heshuo touched his face; indeed, his cold expression could be frightening.
But he wasn’t always like this when he was young.
“I understand.”
Yan Ziyue quickly asked, “So you finally realize I won’t divorce you, and want to live well with me?”
Xiao Heshuo glanced at her and continued walking toward the mountain.
Yan Ziyue caught up, tugging at his sleeve. “Husband, when we come back from the mountain, will you teach me elementary school lessons? I don’t quite understand some parts in the first and second-grade textbooks I looked at yesterday.”
Xiao Heshuo nodded in agreement, his eyes shining with joy.
As they walked into the mountain, Yan Ziyue spoke mostly, with Xiao Heshuo occasionally responding with a hum.
Even so, Yan Ziyue was happy.
This time, she would make up for the regrets of her past life and cherish the happiness she had.
At the foot of the mountain, they encountered Miao Lanlan.
“Xiao family’s daughter-in-law, come with me quickly!”
Miao Lanlan smiled at Xiao Heshuo. “Xiao Heshuo, I’ll borrow your wife for a bit and promise to return her to you intact.”
Xiao Heshuo nodded calmly.
Miao Lanlan pulled Yan Ziyue aside, her tone full of meaning. “Xiao family’s daughter-in-law, hurry, hurry. If you miss this, you’ll regret it.”
Yan Ziyue waved silently at Xiao Heshuo, signaling, “I’ll be back soon.”
Xiao Heshuo’s expression softened. If only Yan Ziyue could always be like this and live well with him—it would be wonderful.
Yan Ziyue and Miao Lanlan ran for two or three minutes, arriving at a secluded spot near the mountain’s base.
Miao Lanlan signaled Yan Ziyue to stay quiet and hid with her in a bush, pointing ahead with a mixture of excitement and disdain.
Following her gaze, Yan Ziyue saw Zhang Qingqing, dressed youthfully and attractively, looking around anxiously as if waiting for someone.
Her face flickered between excitement, resentment, and smugness, like a woman torn apart inside.
Yan Ziyue could roughly guess who Zhang Qingqing was waiting for.
Truly typical behavior for Zhang Qingqing—even now, she was still scheming to seduce Xiao Heshuo and ruin Yan Ziyue’s marriage.
Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, a sneaky young man appeared.
He looked sleazy and acted like a scoundrel.
This was the village loafer—Hu Ergou!
He often stole chickens, teased young wives and girls, hated by everyone in the village.
But he was cruel and tough, bullying others, so villagers generally dared not confront him.
Seeing Hu Ergou, a flash of anger ignited in Yan Ziyue’s eyes.
In her past life, Hu Ergou had harassed her.
When she told Xu Lecheng, that scoundrel accused her, saying if Hu Ergou didn’t harass others, why come after her? She must have seduced him.
Because of that, Xu Lecheng treated her worse and worse, constantly accusing her of being unchaste.
Unchaste my foot!
That bastard!
Just then, Yan Ziyue saw Hu Ergou grab Zhang Qingqing, who hadn’t noticed him, and start groping her.
“Baby, I’ve missed you so much!” Hu Ergou kissed Zhang Qingqing wildly. “As soon as you called me, I came running.”
“How do you want me to serve you today?”
Zhang Qingqing froze for a moment, then let out a sharp, piercing scream, “Ah!!”
She pushed Hu Ergou hard. “Let go of me!”
“You damn dog, let me go!”
But Hu Ergou held her tightly, giving her no chance to escape. “Baby, so you like it rough, huh?”
“I’ll satisfy you!”
There was a natural disparity in strength between men and women, and Zhang Qingqing, who hadn’t done hard labor since childhood, was relatively weak—there was no way to break free.
Instead, Hu Ergou touched all the places he shouldn’t, as well as those he should.
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