Chapter 19: She’s Just Not a Normal Person

Chen Yu’an felt a little relieved—what mattered was that she cared.

After all, he had seen many jealous women before, and not one of them could compare. That kind of trick didn’t work on him at all, so what was there to worry about?

He immediately adjusted his posture, striving to face her in the most charming way possible.

“Jiang Yunhe, just admit you’re jealous. Don’t deny that you like me—otherwise, I’ll be heartbroken. And then, what will you do?”

“What will I do?”

“If I take it seriously and don’t want you anymore, then you’ll regret it!” Chen Yu’an said smugly. “Women, when someone gives you a step down, you better take it. Otherwise, that step might not be there later.”

“Screw you!” Jiang Yunhe was nearly fuming. She wasn’t about to indulge his rotten temper. She gave him a solid smack on the head.

If she had a proper tool in hand, she would’ve split his head open!

Hongli trembled in fear in her space. Thank goodness he hadn’t crossed her—she clearly had violent tendencies. Anyone who pissed her off would be even more miserable.

This wasn’t good.

Cultivating virtue? My ass.

Chen Yu’an’s head spun, and after staggering back to look at her one last time, he collapsed straight to the ground!

Now Jiang Yunhe was sure—she really did have some strength. She actually knocked him out cold. Gotta admit—it felt pretty damn good.

Looking at him lying there like a dead dog, she felt a bit of regret. She hadn’t even gotten the answers she wanted before knocking him out.

What a loss.

Jiang Yunhe stroked her chin in thought—Fang Mianmian.

Every single incident seemed to link back to her. Jiang Yunhe was genuinely curious—what grudge did she have against her? Why was she so hellbent on scheming?

No matter how hard she thought about it, she couldn’t figure it out.

It couldn’t be over the pitiful crumbs of maternal love from Sun Meilin, right?

That wouldn’t make sense.

Still, heaven always favored her!

Jiang Yunhe arrived at the ancestral hall and saw Fang Mianmian standing beside the village chief, dressed in a light yellow dress, speaking softly. Wang Tiejiang and Widow Liu stood nearby.

It looked like the two had already been untied from the tree.

But they were still disheveled, likely from the torment of the night.

Jiang Yunhe stepped closer and listened carefully. They seemed to be negotiating—keeping things low-key and letting this incident slide.

However, from now on, Wang Tiejiang and Widow Liu were not allowed to have any contact.

Otherwise, the village would show no mercy!

Jiang Yunhe was a bit dumbfounded. Sure, she didn’t want Wang Tiejiang rotting in prison, but seeing him slip out of this mess so easily still made her angry.

Turns out, Fang Mianmian had some tricks up her sleeve!

Fang Mianmian hadn’t seen Jiang Yunhe’s arrival and was thanking Li Daniu, the village chief.

“Village Chief, you’re so kind. As the sages say, ‘To err is human, to forgive is divine.’ You’re giving them a chance, and they won’t let you down.”

“…Really?”

What a bunch of nonsense!

Jiang Yunhe rolled her eyes so hard it nearly hurt. Clearly something had happened that she didn’t know about. Otherwise, Li Daniu, a man with a strong sense of justice, would never let this kind of immoral act go.

Wang Tiejiang and Widow Liu looked genuinely grateful, clearly touched by Fang Mianmian’s help. After all, it was hard to get help when everyone else was watching silently. Who would’ve dared speak up for them?

At this moment, Wang Tiejiang felt reborn. He was just about to speak when he saw Jiang Yunhe slowly walking toward them.

Instantly, he froze.

“Y-you-you…”

“What?” Fang Mianmian asked kindly, turning to look in the direction of his gaze. When she saw Jiang Yunhe, she smiled gently. “Xiao He, you’re here! Come, come! I was just talking to the village chief about you.”

“Oh? What were you saying?” Jiang Yunhe asked boldly, walking up confidently—completely different from her old demeanor.

Back then, after years of abuse, she had been a bit self-conscious.

Especially around Fang Mianmian, who had a good background, was well-educated, and spoke softly—totally opposite to her own wild-child image.

But that was the past.

Now? Who cares.

Fang Mianmian noticed the change in her and her eyes flickered slightly—yes, this really wasn’t the same person anymore.

No wonder Sun Meilin had seemed so scared recently.

Clearly, she’d underestimated her.

“Of course, I was saying you’re beautiful and kind, untainted despite your surroundings, and surely you would agree with me.”

“Whether I agree or not—what does that have to do with anything?” Jiang Yunhe replied coldly, instantly seeing through her attempt to drag her down with her.

She knew well that adultery had to be punished—it was a village rule.

And now Fang Mianmian wanted to break the rules and use Jiang Yunhe to cover for her? Hypocritical much?

Fang Mianmian’s smile faltered. Clearly, she hadn’t expected Jiang Yunhe to respond like that. Wasn’t she supposed to just go along with it?

“Oh, right. Also, I’m not beautiful, and I’m not kind. So no one better mess with me again—or I won’t be so nice next time.”

“Xiao He, do you have some misunderstanding about me?” Fang Mianmian bit her lip and lowered her head, looking pitiful—any outsider would think Jiang Yunhe was bullying her.

Jiang Yunhe raised an eyebrow. Here came the tea act again.

Too bad—she had just used that trick yesterday herself!

Now, seeing Fang Mianmian do the same, her feelings were mixed. Was she just as cringy when she had played the same card?

“Did I say I was talking about you?”

“N-no, you’re talking about me!” Wang Tiejiang jumped in quickly, full of self-awareness and terrified of her. Not because he was a coward, but because Jiang Yunhe really wasn’t normal.

What kind of person casually gives you two bleeding wounds and then walks away like it’s nothing?

His wounds still ached.

Thank goodness they’d dried up overnight. Otherwise, he might’ve died.

Fang Mianmian’s face darkened, and she glanced coldly at him. Her plan had failed, and her expression couldn’t stay pleasant anymore. The grass-on-the-wall had already changed sides!

Jiang Yunhe wasn’t even married into the family yet.

Wang Tiejiang awkwardly shrank back. Women were scary—each one more terrifying than the last. None of them gave any room to breathe.

Sure, Fang Mianmian had treated him well…

But Jiang Yunhe?

She was lethal.