Chapter 12 : Do You Even Have Any Shame?

Stirring up trouble elsewhere?

What a performance!

Jiang Yunhe glanced around, a trace of mockery flashing across her face before quickly disappearing. Upon closer look, her expression turned timid. She stepped back slightly and then asked, “Village Chief, what’s going on?”

Li Daniu gave her a concerned look and quickly replied, “It’s just dogs barking, Xiao He. Don’t take it seriously.”

Everyone in the village knew about the mess with the Jiang family, but out of courtesy, no one interfered—it was their family affair after all. Outsiders couldn’t say much.

Still, Yunhe was truly pitiful—she’d never had a single good day since she was a child.

The villagers had a favorable impression of her, so they spoke to her politely.

Clearly, Jiang Yunhe understood this well. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be putting on such a pitiful act in front of them. Honestly, even if Sun Meilin came out looking like a swollen pig and claimed Jiang Yunhe had hit her, no one would believe it.

That’s how strong biases can be.

Li Daniu looked at her pitiful face and asked on his own accord, “Why did you come out? Did those two from the Jiang family give you trouble again?”

Jiang Yunhe bit her lip lightly, staying silent.

But her expression said it all.

Chu Peihan’s vision was a bit blurry—he could only make out a vague outline, but it wasn’t completely indistinct. His expression now carried a touch of amusement.

Earlier, he’d worried she’d suffer.

But now? She’s clearly a master of playing dumb to strike hard.

Wang Tiejiang watched them talking so comfortably and grew even more jealous, his face full of rage. “You little whore, what are you pretending for? You were smart enough to set me up but don’t have the guts to admit it?”

Jiang Yunhe responded weakly, “Grandpa Wang, what am I supposed to admit to?”

Wang Tiejiang: “……”

Grandpa?!

What the hell was this little slut saying? Why didn’t he understand a word?

A dark glint flickered in Jiang Yunhe’s eyes. Well, technically he was a grandfather figure to her—according to the arbitrary generational titles used in the village, she really did have to call him that.

So, technically not out of line.

Li Daniu snapped coldly, “Wang Tiejiang, what nonsense are you spouting? You can’t even get your own mess straight, and you’re still bullying a little girl. Do you even have any shame?”

Wang Tiejiang protested, “Village Chief, I’m not lying. I really got engaged to her! If you don’t believe me, go ask Sun Meilin. She knows—it was her doing!”

Li Daniu: “……”

Disgusting pervert.

A little girl calls you grandpa, and you’re still able to come up with such shameful nonsense? Sickening.

Ask Sun Meilin? That woman has no conscience. All she ever does is find new ways to torment Jiang Yunhe. Asking her would be less useful than asking a dog.

So, no need to keep arguing.

With a wave of his hand, several strong villagers brought out a pig cage, stuffed Wang Tiejiang into it, front and back, and tied thorny vines around it.

If he moved even slightly, he’d get stabbed.

Widow Liu, tied to a nearby tree, trembled as she watched Wang Tiejiang’s miserable state. Shivering uncontrollably, she feared she’d be next.

What would she do then?

Jiang Yunhe casually glanced in her direction, lifting an eyebrow slightly. Just one look, and the widow was already terrified—how could they keep playing this game if she was this easily spooked?

That one glance from Jiang Yunhe made Widow Liu almost suffocate from fear. It felt like she was being stared at by death itself—Jiang Yunhe knew.

She must know.

“V-Village Chief…” she stammered.

“What, you want to try it too?” Li Daniu gave her a dark look. “Widow Liu, you know the village rules. Do I need to explain them again?”

“No, no! I was framed!” Widow Liu’s mind spun quickly, and she soon had an idea: “He forced me! It was all him! He broke into my house with a knife and said if I didn’t sleep with him, he’d stab me. I had no choice, Village Chief…”

“Oh really? In a law-abiding society, people can just go around killing others at will now?” Jiang Yunhe said softly, her voice delicate and sweet. “Village Chief, Grandpa Wang is so capable—will he hurt me too? I’m a little scared.”

“Yes, yes, yes! He will!” Widow Liu hurried to agree. As the saying goes—better his death than hers. If she died, she’d lose everything.

And she had to buy time.

“Village Chief, I want to report him! I want to report Wang Tiejiang for raping me. Please help me get justice!”

“Call the police?” Li Daniu hesitated. In his opinion, handling things privately was better. Broadcasting such disgraceful village matters to the public would only make them a laughingstock.

“She’s right, Village Chief. If we don’t report it and something goes wrong later, they could bite back and cause real trouble,” Jiang Yunhe said sincerely, like she was thinking for his sake. In truth, she wished she could toss both of them down a well and drown them now.

But dying like that would be too easy for them.

Li Daniu gave it some thought. She had a point.

These days, everything had to go by the book. If he dealt with it the old-fashioned way and someone died, he could get into legal trouble—not worth it.

Still—

“Hang them up here overnight. Let them freeze and calm down. Tomorrow, call the police and let them handle it.” Li Daniu yawned, looking tired.

With that, he waved and left with the others.

Wang Tiejiang’s mind went blank. He wanted to say something but had no idea what. Things were spiraling beyond his expectations.

If this kept going, wouldn’t he end up as the scapegoat?

He stammered, trying to speak.

But no one in the village had any sympathy for him or Widow Liu—no one even looked his way.

Soon, the crowd dispersed completely.

Only Jiang Yunhe and Chu Peihan remained, watching the scene with satisfaction—especially Wang Tiejiang. In their past life, he had been so arrogant.

When he was happy, he beat her.

When he wasn’t, he beat her anyway.

Back then, she was treated like an animal—locked in the house, no clothes, no food, chained up with iron links.

Even though it was a past life, those memories were still crystal clear.

She used to think: someday, the tables would turn, and she would kill him—make him taste that same suffering. But who would’ve thought he just drank himself to death back then?

Now, at last, her wish had come true.

Wang Tiejiang felt unsettled under her gaze. Jiang Yunhe seemed shrouded in death, like a demon from hell here to claim his life.

As she took slow steps toward him, he couldn’t help but panic.

“D-Don’t come any closer!”

“Hm?” Jiang Yunhe pretended not to understand, continuing forward with a confused look. “Wang Tiejiang, did you just say we were engaged?”