Chapter 12: Blame her for being too attractive

It’s so cold to blame her for being too attractive to men.

Jiang Xinyue, working in the fields, felt a little sorry for Zhao Hongying.

Jiang Mingyue told her to leave it be.

Zhao Hongying sobbed, while Gu Dongqing remained indifferent, a cold demeanor etched on his face.

If he wasn’t naturally unable to smile, he was exceptionally hard-hearted.

Unable to take it anymore, Zhao Hongying covered her mouth and ran away, crying.

Jiang Xinyue, who had been secretly observing, whispered to Jiang Mingyue, “What a heartless man.”

Jiang Mingyue was amused by her sister’s comment, but just as she was about to respond, she sensed someone watching her.

She looked up to see Gu Dongqing standing on the road, arms crossed, studying her. “Comrade Jiang Mingyue, let’s talk?”

What do you want to talk to my sister about?” Jiang Xinyue interjected protectively.

Jiang Mingyue raised her hand to placate her sister. “It’s okay. This morning at Dong’s house, he helped me out. I’ll see what he wants to say.”

Sister, be careful. If he tries anything, just call for us. Manyue and I will be there right away.”

“Don’t worry, it’s fine.”

Jiang Mingyue tossed the weeds in her hands onto the field and walked over to Gu Dongqing.

Gu Dongqing’s gaze fell on her hands, clad in old, patched gloves.

Jiang Mingyue understood his scrutiny. Rather than feel ashamed, she raised her head and asked, “Comrade Gu, is there something wrong?”

Jiang Mingyue, did I help you just now?

“Strictly speaking, yes.”

Gu Dongqing smiled—a genuine smile, not a forced one. “Strictly speaking? What if it’s not strict?”

Zhao Hongying can be relied on for a moment, but not for a lifetime. If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price for it.”

From Zhao Hongying to the Dong family, and her own past life, they all had to take responsibility for their actions.

If Zhao Hongying compensated her, the Dong family would face consequences. In her previous life, she had sacrificed her own life and her children’s lives…

“Jiang Mingyue.”

Gu Dongqing’s tone shifted to seriousness as he moved closer to her.

Caught off guard, Jiang Mingyue instinctively took half a step back.

What do you want to do?” she asked, her eyes wary.

One hand subconsciously went to her lower abdomen.

Gu Dongqing noticed her gesture but, being a rough man who had never held a woman’s hand, didn’t grasp its significance.

He returned his gaze to her face.

Seeing her guarded expression, he smirked lightly. “I don’t want to do anything. I just want to remind you that in all of Tonglin Town, you are the first newlywed to get divorced after only a few days of marriage.”

This would be easier to say if she were an adult.

The nature of this divorced little wife was entirely different.

Coupled with Jiang Mingyue’s striking looks…

Gu Dongqing recalled the words of Dong Chengcai’s friends from the previous night’s drinking session.

He sneered again, hands shoved into his pockets, looking at her. “Don’t be foolish when you go out. If you encounter a gangster, you won’t be able to do anything even if he tries something.”

“Who are you talking about? Are you stupid?”

Jiang Xinyue, eavesdropping on their conversation, couldn’t remain silent. Hearing Gu Dongqing call her second sister stupid made her fume.

She popped her head out of the rice paddy. “My second sister is the smartest! She was first in her class every semester in high school…”

Okay, Xinyue.” Jiang Mingyue stopped her sister’s words. “Comrade Gu is kindly reminding you.”

Then she turned back to Gu Dongqing and said sincerely, “Thank you, Comrade Gu. Since I’ve chosen to leave the Dong family, I am mentally prepared.”

“Huh?”

Gu Dongqing raised an eyebrow, intrigued, wanting to hear more.

But Jiang Mingyue wasn’t there to chat with him.

Their relationship wasn’t close enough for her to share her future plans.

She turned back to the field and resumed working, bending down to pull out the occasional tall weeds.

Removing the weeds would make cutting the rice easier and cleaner during threshing.

Gu Dongqing observed the workers in the fields.

Jiang Mingyue wore a faded white shirt and black wide-leg pants. The shirt was old and a bit too short for her frame.

As she bent down to work, a glimpse of her fair waist flashed past.

Gu Dongqing clicked his tongue.

It was late afternoon, and despite sitting on his bike, his mouth felt dry, while an unfamiliar irritation made his lower abdomen tight and hot.

He looked away and rode his bicycle toward the town.

The weather was too hot; he needed to cool off with some ice water.

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Duan Ping’s Thoughts:

After having driven away potential threats in her family, Duan Ping wasted no time in seeking a new blind date for Dong Chengcai, eager to showcase the Dong family’s standing.

This time, she couldn’t indulge Dong Chengcai’s requests.

Why should she ask her wife to reveal what she wanted to look good for? What benefit would that bring? Was it just to please that old pervert, Dong Jianguo?

Duan Ping now understood it was best to find someone honest and responsible.

If it weren’t for the Dong family’s reputation, she would have chosen that silly girl from her mother’s family.

What was so nice about the silly girl? Just feed her something, and she wouldn’t know about Dong Chengcai’s secret inability to succeed or how to win others’ affection.

Lost in thought, Duan Ping nearly collided with Gu Dongqing, who was riding back from afar.

Are you seeking death? Why are you riding a bicycle?

Duan Ping looked up, startled at how close he was. The words that came to her lips turned around, and she swallowed them.

“Bad luck!”

She cursed, stepping aside.

Gu Dongqing shot a glance at her back, smirking.

It wasn’t an illusion; Duan Ping must have done something detrimental to him.

What could it be?

As he rode his bicycle back home, he pondered.

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That night, Gu Dongqing had another vivid dream.

In this dream, he felt himself pinching a soft, delicate waist with one hand, using all his strength to push forward!

In the dream, he only had one thought: to possess her!

“Cuckoo, cuckoo!”

The sudden cry of a cuckoo jolted him awake from his sweet dreams.

“What the hell!”

Gu Dongqing sat up, lowering his gaze to check his underwear. He cursed again, grabbed a fresh pair, and left the bedroom.

In the middle of the night, he heard water running from the toilet again.

The underwear he changed out of was tossed into the trash can without a second thought.

Standing under the faucet, he let the cold water wash over him…

Meanwhile, Jiang Mingyue also had a dream.

In her dream, she saw two cute dolls, laughing and calling her “mother,” running into her arms and disappearing into her embrace.