Chapter 41: Are They Trying to Ruin Her Life?

Jiang Chenglong’s words were simply shameless—he’d already infuriated the crowd without even knowing the full story.

Every family in the village was made up of men and women—some had sons, others had daughters.

Even taking a step back, wasn’t Jiang Chenglong himself born from a woman’s womb?

And now? He dared to look down on women?

Everyone present—except for the mentally unstable Sun Meilin—was thoroughly enraged.

What Jiang Chenglong said was practically like slapping them all in the face.

“This is a new era. Isn’t there supposed to be gender equality?!”

“Exactly! I heard human trafficking is illegal. If you ask me, He girl made the right call. What, should she just let them sell her like livestock if she doesn’t resist?”

“Girl, call the police!” Zhao Guixiang said firmly. She had only given birth to two daughters in her life, both of whom she raised like precious gems.

Unfortunately, fate was cruel. Both daughters had died in an accident years ago.

Now, seeing Jiang Yunhe was like seeing her own daughters again.

Fang Mianmian clutched her chest, feeling incredibly frustrated. How did it come to this?

Originally, getting rid of Jiang Yunhe was just a matter of time—completely in the bag. But now, not only had Jiang Yunhe seized the moral high ground, Fang Mianmian had nothing to say in return.

No—this wouldn’t do!

Li Daniu glanced at her but said nothing. In truth, he agreed with the others.

The Jiang family had crossed the line. They ignored what should be done and did what shouldn’t be done. If this continued and someone ended up dead, things would be far more complicated.

“That’s it, then. Jiang Dazhuang, Sun Meilin—you two think about it. Are you going to cut ties, or should we just call the police? Either way, selling people is absolutely not allowed,” someone declared.

“We weren’t selling her, we just wanted some bride price!” Sun Meilin snapped irritably. They raised her all these years—what’s wrong with getting some money in return?

What’s so wrong with that?!

These people were obviously just trying to ruin their fortune and didn’t want their family to get rich.

Tch! Heartless.

Jiang Dazhuang’s gaze darkened, but for once, he didn’t interrupt her. Clearly, he felt the same.

No matter what, they couldn’t let Jiang Yunhe go free. Otherwise, raising her all these years would have been for nothing.

Now that she had grown wings, they had to see whether she was allowed to fly.

Jiang Yunhe observed their expressions with a complex look. Something didn’t sit right with her—she sensed they were hiding some shady secret.

Otherwise, why act like this?

All this over 300 yuan?

That didn’t add up.

“To my knowledge, Wang Tiejiang doesn’t even have 300 yuan. So what are you really up to?” she questioned.

“What do you mean he doesn’t have it? He already agreed!” Sun Meilin pleaded. “Jiang Yunhe, the Wang family’s loaded! Would I lie to you?”

“My family’s wealth is none of your damn business!” Wang Tiejiang had originally been recuperating at home. When he heard the commotion outside, he stormed over.

Upon hearing what was said, he exploded.

If they wanted to marry off their daughter to him, they should at least see if he was willing.

Jiang Yunhe? Even if she was given to him for free, he wouldn’t take her—couldn’t take her. The more he thought about it, the more convinced he was that the Jiang family was trying to ruin him.

“Jiang Dazhuang, since everyone’s here, I’ll say it clearly. I, Wang Tiejiang, have nothing to do with your family. No marriage, no friendship. From now on, we’re strangers. Even if we meet again, we won’t acknowledge each other.”

“But we already agreed!” Sun Meilin’s face fell when she saw him. Though she didn’t know how Fang Mianmian had done it, she still wanted him as her son-in-law.

Only that way could she better control Jiang Yunhe.

To her shock, Wang Tiejiang didn’t even glance her way and looked furious.

“Who agreed with you? You’re shameless! I, at least, still have some dignity. You want to sell your daughter? See if I even want to buy her!”

“You dare go back on your word?!”

“When did women start calling the shots in your house, Jiang Dazhuang?!” Wang Tiejiang sneered at him with obvious disdain.

Jiang Dazhuang realized things had gone completely out of control. It was no longer up to him to decide what happened.

But just give up like this?

What about the 300 yuan?

“Wang Tiejiang, the 300—”

“My family’s poor—we don’t have 300 yuan!” Wang Tiejiang snapped. “And anyway, I agreed to pay 100, gave her 50 as a deposit. Have her return it!”

“What?!” Jiang Dazhuang was stunned. That’s not what Sun Meilin told him. From the start, she had said it was 300 yuan.

Sun Meilin panicked and silently cursed Wang Tiejiang again and again.

Damn it.

Everyone kept going back on their word.

They were trying to ruin her.

Fang Mianmian let out a deep sigh. At this point, the situation was a complete mess. She had utterly failed this time—lost everything.

What now?

She quietly stepped back a few paces, trying to lower her presence.

Jiang Yunhe looked at this absurd farce and found it laughable. Truly, human nature couldn’t withstand scrutiny. For a bit of petty profit, they’d fight to the death.

Just like Wang Tiejiang—in her past life, he was ruthless.

He beat her when he was in a good mood, and even more when he wasn’t. But now that she’d retaliated, he acted like a whipped dog—completely submissive.

Her gaze shifted and locked with Fang Mianmian’s hateful eyes. Jiang Yunhe chuckled. Was she crazy? Why look at her like that?

What, was everyone just supposed to lie down and take her scheming?

Sorry, not happening.

Sun Meilin, eyes darting around, muttered like talking to herself, “It’s fine if he doesn’t want her—we’ll find another buyer. Surely someone else won’t disappoint us.”

Zhao Guixiang: “Li Daniu, call the police.”

Her voice was chillingly cold.

Seeing how far things had gone, and Sun Meilin still unrepentant and scheming again—how was Jiang Yunhe supposed to survive like this?

Jiang Chenglong didn’t expect things to blow up like this. But saying nothing made him feel suffocated.

What could he even say?

“Mianmian-jie, what should we do now?”

“Why are you asking me about your family matters?!” Fang Mianmian immediately distanced herself once he named her. “Chenglong, you’ve taken care of me these past years, sure—but really, we have no ties. That’s your sister, not mine.”