Chapter 32: The Dog-Skin Plaster Ran Away!!!

“You wouldn’t believe it, but Zhang Shu, our neighbor, insists on renting his house to college students. He says they’re clean and tidy.”

Zhu Qiang whispered mysteriously, “You wouldn’t believe it, but the college student who rented from my uncle… it was terrible. She got pregnant, something happened, and she and the baby died in the house.”

The incident had made the news back then, but because information wasn’t readily available, they hadn’t heard about it in the village.

“If you don’t want to rent this place, we can just forget about it.”

Yan Xiaoyue frowned. She felt that everything had gone too smoothly today, which didn’t feel right.

“We’re renting it. Here’s the contract.”

Zhu Qiang had already prepared the contract, complete with a date, looking quite official.

Yan Xiaoyue glanced at it, took the key from Zhu Qiang, and smiled. If she wasn’t mistaken, Zhu Qiang’s grandmother was glancing at her meaningfully.

She blinked. She wasn’t going to pay that quickly. “We’ll pay when we move in.”

Yan Xiaoyue turned and left.

“Hey, wife, give me the rent.”

Zhu Qiang’s address made her frown. “Wife? Zhu Qiang, I’m a military wife. A military wife is a soldier’s wife. Don’t use such disrespectful terms!”

Yan Xiaoyue’s face flushed with anger. Even if she and Jin Chao had nothing to do with each other now, as long as she was married to him, and there were no entanglements or separation, she was still a military wife.

“Bullshit! You’re not married!”

Zhu Qiang lunged forward, trying to grab her collar. Yan Xiaoyue dodged, and Zhu Qiang missed. Before he could react, Yan Shu grabbed him.

“How do you know I’m not married?”

Yan Xiaoyue smiled, raising an eyebrow at Zhu Qiang.

“A little fairy told me.” Zhu Qiang’s eyes darted around, but Yan Xiaoyue caught his gaze—it was directed towards Qingyin Pavilion.

Yan Xiaoyue smirked. This was interesting.

“Did the fairy tell you that I’m a widow, and my first husband died without a trace? That’s why I found another husband, a soldier.”

Watching the man’s face turn pale, Yan Xiaoyue burst into laughter. “She didn’t tell you? I really do have a husband.”

She knew this was Yan Zhining’s idea, definitely not Yan Zhitao’s.

Yan Zhitao was already in Kyoto, about to meet her Yang Gongzi.

“You’re lying, lying!”

Zhu Qiang broke free from Yan Shu and ran towards Qingyin Pavilion.

Yan Xiaoyue watched him run, shook the contract, and handed it to her sister-in-law. “Sister-in-law, keep this safe. This is a great gift from Sister Ning.”

She hadn’t expected to fall into someone else’s trap.

But today’s events revealed something: was it Grandpa’s good health, or was Yan Zhining actually at the front door today?

No matter how much she agonized, she couldn’t rewind time. She could only take things one step at a time.

Even if it was a bottomless pit ahead, as long as it benefited her, she would hesitate to jump in and take a gamble.

This world was originally built for the male and female leads, and only they could succeed.

Now that they had broken out of that cycle, they would naturally face some suppression.

Yan Zhining was helping them indirectly.

“Xiaoyue, should we just let her be?”

Yan Shu also sensed something was up. What did going to Qingyin Pavilion mean?

“Brother and sister-in-law, let’s go home and grow some vegetables. It’ll save us money on groceries.”

Yan Xiaoyue ignored her second brother’s question and urged him to leave.

“Second brother, if Zhu Qiang realizes what happened, he might try to get the contract back.”

She knew that if they didn’t leave now, someone could easily take it back. The contract was too simple, lacking details, but she wanted to gamble.

If she won, the shop would be theirs.

If she lost, it wasn’t a big deal. She would just get her money back, and they wouldn’t get the shop.

“Stop! Give me back the contract!” Zhu Qiang chased after them.

He never thought that he would be tricked by this family.

And he had done it willingly.

Yan Xiaoyue watched Zhu Qiang behind her and smiled. In the distance, she saw a girl standing at the entrance of Qingyin Pavilion.

She couldn’t see her expression, only that she was leaning against the doorframe, watching the commotion.

Yan Xiaoyue couldn’t help but wonder, she seemed to know what her next move would be.

“What’s the rush? Someone chasing you?”

Yan Congnan stood at the door smoking, waiting for a long time before seeing them return, looking like they were being chased.

“Yes, Dad, someone was chasing us.” Yan Xiaoyue took a sip of water and sat down.

Although she wasn’t riding a bike, Zhu Qiang’s stamina was incredible. He ran incredibly fast.

They almost got caught.

“Bang bang bang…”

The door was pounded loudly, and Yan Xiaoyue and the others stood up.

“What’s all the fuss about? The people chasing you aren’t going to eat you, are they?”

Yan Congnan, holding his pipe, went to open the door.

“Old man, why are you closing up so early?”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Mu Fangru’s voice.

“Bang bang bang…”

Loud knocking came from outside again, each knock louder than the last.

The group, who had just sat down, jumped up again.

“What is it? Did you kill someone in the city and are scared like this?”

Yan Congnan stood up again to open the door.

“Dad, I’m here to pick Xiaoyue up.”

Jin Chao’s voice came from outside, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, sitting down again.

Watching the slowly closing door, they let out a long sigh of relief.

That was really scary.

“Jin Chao, did you see anyone unfamiliar on your way here?”

Yan Xiaoyue thought that if someone was following them, they must be close by.

“Yes, one person.”

Jin Chao’s answer made everyone’s hearts jump again.

Was Zhu Qiang a dog-skin plaster? They couldn’t shake him off.

“Bang bang bang…”

The door was knocked again, and Mu Fangru came out of the kitchen.

“Are you guys sick? You come back and sit in the yard, not looking who came, why do you close the door all day long.”

As she spoke, the door was opened, and standing at the door was none other than the dog-skin plaster!

“Finally found you. We can still do business even if we don’t talk about objects, why did you run? I…” Zhu Qiang’s words got stuck in his throat.

He took a step back, then another, until he reached the door and ran…

Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

“The dog-skin plaster ran away?” Li Shumei was the first to speak.

Everyone ran to the door, but there was no sign of the man who had been chasing them!