Becoming the delicate and beloved White Moonlight of a big shot from the 1970s
Becoming the delicate and beloved White Moonlight of a big shot from the 1970s Chapter 15

Qin Rongrong’s face was filled with jealousy and hatred as she witnessed the scene before her.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this!

In her previous life, Brother Chenchuan was as cold as a sharp piece of pure ice, indifferent and heartless to any girl who admired him.

But in this life, what went wrong?

Since when did Song Wanyue become so important to Ye Chenchuan?

Her heart was consumed with anger and envy.

The person she loved but could never have was now standing right in front of her, protecting another woman.

Qin Rongrong lost her sanity for a moment, wanting nothing more than to pounce on Song Wanyue and tear her apart.

Just as she was about to make a move, she suddenly met the boy’s cold, frighteningly sharp eyes and her heart chilled. She recoiled several steps in fear.

She was all too familiar with that expression.

It was the look Ye Chenchuan only showed when he was extremely angry.

Qin Rongrong had secretly loved Ye Chenchuan for two lifetimes but had only seen this expression a handful of times.

Today, he was this angry because of Song Wanyue!

Had that little tramp really become so important to him?!

The more Qin Rongrong thought about it, the more distorted her face became with jealousy.

Just as she was about to step forward again, she heard the boy’s cold and severe voice,

“Was it you just now?”

*Wha- What?*

Qin Rongrong panicked. She had been so careful, striking from a very concealed spot.

How could Ye Chenchuan have known?

Could he have seen it?

No, it couldn’t be.

No one should have seen it!

People on the riverbank, who had just put down their tools to check on the little girl who had fallen from the other side, were startled by Ye Chenchuan’s words. They began scrutinizing Qin Rongrong with disbelief.

Qin Rongrong’s face went pale. She feigned a delicate and pitiful expression:

“It wasn’t me, really,

Brother Chenchuan, I,

I was just passing by to bring water to my family.”

“Young man, you must have made a mistake!

This young lady seems quite kind. Could she really do something so wicked?”

A man from the commune’s construction team spoke in a deep, rough voice.

“Exactly, we shouldn’t wrongly accuse a good person,” another man echoed.

Encouraged by the crowd’s support, Qin Rongrong felt more confident. She glanced at the unconscious Song Wanyue in Ye Chenchuan’s arms, feeling a surge of satisfaction.

But the smugness on her face was too obvious. Ye Chenchuan’s cold eyes swept over her, his pupils dark and piercing,

“Get lost!”

What!

This was the second time Ye Chenchuan had told her to get lost!

And it was for that little tramp Song Wanyue again!

Qin Rongrong was so angry she nearly ground her teeth to dust. Just as she was about to burst into tears and run away, the little boy who had fallen earlier, Wenhao, suddenly charged forward on his short legs like a little cannonball, shouting:

“Bad woman!

Bad woman!

You pushed Fifth Sister!”

Song Wenhao, with all his might, swung his small arms and legs, launching a flurry of punches and kicks at Qin Rongrong.

“Hey, so it really was this girl who did it?” 

“Never would have guessed. Just how much hatred does she have to push someone’s child off such a high dam? She was trying to kill that poor girl!”

The people around began to gossip.

Qin Rongrong was furious as she heard this. 

It’s all because of that little brat!

Don’t be fooled by his young age, he’s surprisingly strong.

Qin Rongrong was almost brought to tears from the beating. She gritted her teeth and was about to shove the little Song brat aside when Liu Hongmei, who had rushed over after hearing the commotion, suddenly jumped out of the crowd.

“You wretched little thing, Qin Rongrong! How dare you bully my Wenhao! Watch how I deal with you!”

Seeing the little brat from the Qin family bullying her precious son, Liu Hongmei was immediately enraged. With a loud shout, she charged forward, grabbed Qin Rongrong by her thick braids, and started hitting her.

Qin Rongrong was utterly confused. Her scalp was stinging with pain from Liu Hongmei pulling her hair. Biting down hard, she lashed out and managed to scratch Liu Hongmei’s face several times.

Liu Hongmei’s face throbbed with pain. Seeing that the Qin family brat dared to fight back, her anger flared even more. She flipped Qin Rongrong onto the ground, straddled her and began pummeling her with both hands, turning Qin Rongrong’s face into a swollen mess.

Qin Rongrong couldn’t take it anymore and burst into tears.

“This is bullying!

You’re bullying me!

Liu Hongmei, you wretched woman, just you wait!”

“Pah! Wait, will you? You dared to bully my Wenhao! Even if I beat you to death, it wouldn’t be enough!”

Liu Hongmei spat on the ground next to Qin Rongrong and strutted over to check on her son, Wenhao, to see if he had any injuries. As she turned her head, she noticed Song Wanyue, eyes closed, lying limp in Ye Chenchuan’s arms.

“Oh my! What happened to Wanyue?”

Liu Hongmei exclaimed in shock, not knowing what had transpired.

“Mom! Fifth Sister was pushed off the dam by that bad woman and she hasn’t woken up!”

Song Wenhao cried out, tears streaming down his face, his little cheeks flushed red.

What?! 

Wanyue was pushed by that Qin family brat?!

Liu Hongmei was stunned. Even though she had always been annoyed at how her family treated Song Wanyue like a treasure, she couldn’t help but feel a wave of sadness now that she saw her in this state.

“No, could it be that Wanyue isn’t going to make it?”

Liu Hongmei’s eyes began to well up and she was on the verge of tears.

Suddenly, a loud voice boomed, nearly causing her to collapse in fright.

“Nonsense! Liu Hongmei, you good-for-nothing! If you can’t speak properly, then just shut your filthy mouth!”

Chen Juhua, her face dark, suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Liu Hongmei was so startled she nearly fell to her knees.

“Mom, why are you here?”

Liu Hongmei asked, trying to force a smile.

Chen Juhua had no interest in responding to her. She was scanning the area, searching for her precious granddaughter.

Lowering her head, she finally saw the small girl with delicate features, her dark lashes resting on her cheeks, unresponsive in Ye Chenchuan’s arms.

“Wanyue? My dear girl!

What happened to you?”

Nearby, Zhao Xiuying, seeing her daughter in this state, immediately panicked. Her eyes reddened as she rushed over and hugged her daughter, bursting into tears.

The scent of peach blossoms faded from the boy’s embrace. Ye Chenchuan clenched his empty hand, his lips pressed tightly together but he remained silent.

Seeing her granddaughter like this, Chen Juhua felt a chill in her heart. Her old hands trembled as she gently touched the tip of the girl’s nose, then her own forehead, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

“Eldest daughter-in-law. 

Wanyue is alright. 

Now is not the time for tears!

Xiangdang, hurry home, get some money and bring your eldest and second brothers back!”

“Yes, Mom, I’ll go right away.”

Song Xiangdang responded quickly and was about to dash home.

Just then, Wang Jiefang from Dahe Hill arrived, driving his tractor.

Chen Juhua’s eyes lit up. She quickly took off her outer garment and wrapped it around her granddaughter to shield her from the wind, then called out to Wang.

“Nephew Jiefang, Auntie needs your help with something!”

Wang Jiefang was a kind-hearted young man. The Wang family had always had good relations with the Song family. He jumped down from the tractor and asked with a smile,

“Auntie, what do you need help with? Just say the word, and I’ll do my best to help!”

Chen Juhua explained the situation and Wang Jiefang immediately became serious:

“Auntie, this is serious. 

No need to say more, let’s get Wanyue to the health clinic right away!”

“Yes, yes.”

Chen Juhua agreed. She helped Zhao Xiuying and Lin Yuehong get her granddaughter onto the tractor, gave her two daughters-in-law some careful instructions and Wang Jiefang quickly drove the tractor towards the clinic.

“What on earth happened?”

Chen Juhua asked Liu Hongmei.

Hearing this, Liu Hongmei’s spirits lifted. She knew exactly what had happened and was ready to explain it all clearly.

“Mom! Here’s what happened.

Earlier, when you sent me back to my parents’ house, they didn’t want me there, just eating for free, so they found me some work repairing the dam…”

Liu Hongmei droned on and on, giving such a detailed account that it made Chen Juhua’s head spin. Shooting a glare her way, she barked,

“Just get to the point, woman!”

Huh? 

What did Mom mean by that?

She was speaking clearly, wasn’t she?

Liu Hongmei was bewildered but little Song Wenhao, still crying loudly, explained what had happened.

“Grandma! It was Qin Rongrong, that bad woman, who pushed Fifth Sister off the dam!”

“Yes, yes, the little one is right. Who would have thought that this girl, who looks so proper, could do something so terrible?”

“Exactly, how could someone be so heartless? Such a black-hearted deed! Ma’am, you must seek justice for your granddaughter!”

Hearing this, the people around, eager for drama were buzzing with excitement, adding fuel to the fire. They were hoping to see a fight break out.

The Song family’s faces darkened as they listened.

Especially the twin brothers, Song Wenzhe and Song Wenbo, both of whom were hot-headed young men.

Now that they knew their beloved little sister had been bullied by Qin Rongrong and pushed off the dam, causing her to lose consciousness, the two brothers clenched their fists, ready to charge forward and beat her up.

Seeing the twins’ angry expressions, Qin Rongrong turned pale with fear. She bolted, running as fast as she could, but in her panic, she didn’t notice a rock in her path and tripped, falling directly into a muddy pit that was being dug for riverbank repairs.

“Help! Brother Chuanchuan, please save me!”

The pit was over two meters deep and Qin Rongrong, flailing helplessly like a weakling, was struggling in the mud.

“Pah! Bad woman! Brother Chuanchuan would never save you!”

Before Qin Rongrong’s plea had even finished echoing, a chubby little figure rushed to the edge of the pit and sneered down at her.

Seeing the disdainful expression on the chubby little face, Qin Rongrong was nearly driven mad with anger.

Song Wenhao was hopping up and down in fury and the twin brothers were also about to rush over and teach her a lesson when Chen Juhua stopped them.

But Chen Juhua didn’t stop her grandsons out of kindness.

The granddaughter of the Qin family had harmed her precious girl, how could just a little punishment be enough?

No, this matter needed to be dealt with by the police.

As Qin Rongrong flailed and wailed in the muddy pit, many people on the dam felt a sense of satisfaction.

The villagers of Dahe Mountain were all working on the dam at that time. When they heard the commotion, Qin Dahai and Li Erhua, who had been slacking off in the shade, exchanged a gleeful look when they heard that something had happened to the Song family’s granddaughter.

The couple, grinning from ear to ear, eagerly joined the crowd to watch the drama.

But when Qin Dahai and Li Erhua pushed their way through the crowd and saw Qin Rongrong crying in the muddy pit, they nearly fainted.

“Dahai! Isn’t that our Rongrong in the pit?” 

Li Erhua was so anxious she started hopping up and down.

Qin Dahai squinted to get a better look and sure enough, it was his daughter. Panicking, he quickly jumped into the pit to drag her out.

Li Erhua sat on the ground, hugging Qin Rongrong and began to cry. Covered in mud and looking utterly miserable, Qin Rongrong stared at Ye Chenchuan with a look of deep resentment.

“Brother Chuanchuan, why didn’t you save me earlier? Did you want to see me die?”

Ye Chuanchuan curled his lips into a cold smile, his icy eyes glaring at her:

“Why would I save you? It would be better if you were dead.”

Qin Rongrong: 

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