Chapter 13: I Must Be Blind, I Can’t See

Gulp!

Wang Tiejiang clearly heard himself swallow. A ghost… a ghost had come!

Jiang Yunhe’s gaze was dark and cold, her expression gloomy as she slowly crouched in front of him. Her icy stare fell upon him, as if she was calculating the best way to deal with him.

Killing him was a given.

But how to kill him?

Wang Tiejiang forced himself to speak: “Don’t you already know the answer? Sun Meilin must’ve told you everything! Jiang Yunhe, why are you going crazy at me? If you’ve got guts, go after her instead.”

Clearly, he still didn’t know that Jiang Yunhe had already dealt with Sun Meilin.

Jiang Yunhe smirked slightly. “You’re right. But whether I go after her and how—that’s none of your business.”

Wang Tiejiang glared. “What do you want?!”

Jiang Yunhe: “Have you figured out how you want to die?”

Wang Tiejiang: “…”

Who would choose death if they could live?

Of course he wanted to live!

But he didn’t dare say it out loud.

Mainly because Jiang Yunhe’s eyes were just too serious—like she had already mapped out several ways to kill him, and was only waiting for him to pick one.

That was definitely not a good thing.

Widow Liu watched them face off, trembling all over. She felt like if this went on any longer, she might just start crying.

She had no choice but to force a smile and try to mediate.

“Well… Xiao He, let’s talk things through. The engagement thing was just a misunderstanding. If you’re not willing, then let’s drop it, okay?”

“Oh?”

“You saw what just happened. I promise you, Wang Tiejiang never wanted to marry you, really.” Widow Liu tried to smooth things over, knowing full well she had just threatened to call the police earlier.

If Wang Tiejiang decided to accuse her of seduction or something, things would get ugly fast.

Jiang Yunhe gave her a cold glance. This worthless woman dares to run her mouth in front of me?

“Widow Liu, you’re pretty gutsy.”

“I…”

“How about this: pick one. Him, or you.” Jiang Yunhe said with amusement, her murderous intent deepening. She had no intention of letting her off easy.

Widow Liu fell silent, her face turning ugly in an instant.

Good grief, how did the fire suddenly turn on me?

Chu Peihan stood off to the side, watching the scene play out with no intention of intervening. As long as Jiang Yunhe was happy, he had no objections.

Widow Liu felt suffocated. “Don’t joke like that. It’s not worth it to kill someone over something so minor. Aren’t you afraid of the police?”

Jiang Yunhe: “I am. That’s why I plan to grind you both to dust.”

She meant it.

As long as she could kill them, she didn’t care how.

Widow Liu shut up completely, not daring to utter another word.

Wang Tiejiang, unwilling to yield, shouted from behind a bamboo cage. He was convinced Jiang Yunhe couldn’t get to him and taunted arrogantly, “Jiang Yunhe, I ain’t afraid of you! I don’t believe you’d dare kill me!”

Jiang Yunhe: “…”

Perfect.

Her eyes fell on a broken bowl lying nearby. Stray dogs often came around scrounging for food there. Isn’t that basically a ready-made weapon?

She stepped over, picked it up, and smashed it on the ground!

Then, grabbing a shard, she lunged toward his neck.

The bamboo cage was woven with gaps—Jiang Yunhe’s slender fingers easily slipped through.

The shard stabbed cleanly into Wang Tiejiang’s neck!

It missed the artery, unfortunately, but the wound was deep enough to start bleeding.

Wang Tiejiang froze, especially as he felt his life slowly draining away. He would be lying if he said he wasn’t scared.

“Ch-Chu Peihan! You’re just going to stand there while she kills me?!”

“I’m blind. I can’t see.” Chu Peihan replied without hesitation. Clearly, in his eyes, anything Jiang Yunhe did was right.

But because of his words…

Jiang Yunhe’s sanity began to return. The coldness on her face faded somewhat. Revenge was one thing, but she couldn’t lose herself entirely to it.

Hongli : Looks like Chu Peihan is the key that anchors her.

Jiang Yunhe: “Wang Tiejiang, want to live?”

“The hell—”

“If not, I don’t mind stabbing this right into your heart.”

“I do! I do!” Wang Tiejiang panicked, shouting, “Just say what you want—no need for all this!”

“Good. I like it when you cooperate.” Jiang Yunhe nodded, face calm. “About the engagement…”

“No engagement! I swear!” Wang Tiejiang shouted immediately. He wasn’t dumb. His life was on the line—why would he still want to marry her?

He was sure that if he said otherwise, she’d kill him on the spot.

Jiang Yunhe nodded again. “But earlier, in front of the whole village, you said…”

“I’ll tell them I was full of crap. I made it up to get out of tonight’s mess. I dragged you down on purpose.”

He spoke fast, already crafting an excuse on the fly.

Jiang Yunhe was satisfied. She sighed, looking a bit troubled, as if she still found him disappointing.

Wang Tiejiang deeply regretted everything. If he’d known Jiang Yunhe was like this, he wouldn’t have touched her with a ten-foot pole.

Worse, he hadn’t gained anything. Instead, he might lose everything.

This had been a terrible deal.

“What do you want—no, I mean, dear goddess, what else would you like me to do? Just say it! Please stop scaring me!”

“Oh, not much. Just want you to throw the mud back.” Jiang Yunhe said sweetly. “I heard Fang Mianmian set this whole thing up. So how about you tell everyone she is your wife? How’s that sound?”

Fight poison with poison.

Since Fang Mianmian had tried to harm her—and succeeded in the past life—Jiang Yunhe didn’t mind letting her taste some suffering this time around.

Wang Tiejiang choked. His expression faltered. How did Jiang Yunhe know that? And in such detail?

It was a very bad feeling.

Women… none of them are any good.

“Please, goddess, don’t joke around. Fang the educated youth is from the city—delicate and proper. I wouldn’t dare touch her. Besides, she might go back to the city any time.”

“So?”

“So… we should keep things quiet. Let’s not blow this up. It’s not good for anyone… right?”

“…”