Chapter 4: In This Life, She Won’t Be Foolish Again

Jiang Yunhe flicked her whip, looking as though she was all ears.

A wrong has its source, a debt has its owner.

She really wanted to know — who was it that found her such a great buyer? Unfortunately, in her previous life, after being sold to Wang Tiejiang, she had no freedom at all.

What followed was endless torment…

Now, it was time for Sun Meilin to repay her debt.

Sun Meilin swallowed hard. For some reason, the cold glint in Jiang Yunhe’s eyes filled her with dread. She was terrified — truly.

But—

“You little wretch! You know full well that our family can’t afford 300 yuan. And your brother’s racked up debt outside. Are you seriously going to let him…”

“That’s not the answer I want.” Jiang Yunhe’s brows knit tightly. Her expression turned sour, and she lashed out with her whip. If Sun Meilin wouldn’t behave, then she’d make her behave!

Sun Meilin gasped in pain, dazed, feeling like everything had turned upside down.

This wasn’t how things were supposed to be!

She should be the one hitting this little brat!

Jiang Yunhe’s whip came down again, snapping Sun Meilin back to reality. She even started to feel a little fear under that sharp gaze.

“Stop hitting! Stop! I’ll tell you— It was Widow Liu at the west end of the village…”

“Widow Liu?”

“Yes! She’s quite close with Wang Tiejiang. That’s why she had someone come to me with a proposal. When I heard there was money, I agreed.”

“Really?”

“Really! Why would I lie to you?” Sun Meilin answered self-righteously. She glanced around but didn’t see a trace of that blind bastard Chu. She was seething inside.

Damn it, when did these two even get together?!

“Fine. I’ll confirm it myself.”

“You little wretch, confirm all you want—but let go of me first!”

“No way. I’m marrying Chu Peihan, understand?” Jiang Yunhe wasn’t letting her off that easily. Knowing Sun Meilin’s nasty ways, she was bound to make trouble.

But Jiang Yunhe had no intention of giving her the chance!

Sun Meilin was practically foaming at the mouth. She gnashed her teeth and shouted, “Impossible! I’ve already agreed to the match and even took the deposit. Now you say you won’t marry—how am I supposed to explain that?!”

Jiang Yunhe: “How you explain it is your problem.”

If they had the guts to sell her, they’d better have the guts to deal with the fallout.

A flicker of malice crossed Sun Meilin’s eyes. If she had known this would happen, she would’ve—

Jiang Yunhe cut in, “I suggest you behave. Bury those twisted thoughts. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee what I’ll do. Also—if my dad finds out about you and Old Li… think about what’ll happen. You understand, right?”

Sun Meilin froze. Her eyes narrowed, filled with suspicion. More and more, she felt Jiang Yunhe was possessed or something. How else could she know her secret?!

Jiang Yunhe looked at her with absolute contempt. She had long since seen through her tricks.

All this time, she kept quiet out of some remaining filial feeling. But she never expected that while she treated Sun Meilin like her mother, the woman treated her like garbage.

This time around, she wouldn’t be that stupid again.

“Yunhe, how did you know?”

“None of your damn business.”

“Heh… let’s talk this out nicely. There’s nothing going on between me and Uncle Li! We just occasionally play poker together, that’s all. Please don’t tell your dad. If you do, our family will fall apart!”

“Fall apart?” Jiang Yunhe scoffed coldly. “You think I care?”

From the moment she woke up in this life, she wanted nothing more than to tear this so-called family apart.

Keeping it together only made her sick.

Sun Meilin slumped, giving up the argument. She knew she had never treated Jiang Yunhe well, and if the girl wanted revenge, she had every right.

But still, she couldn’t swallow this!

“Fine. What do you want?”

“I’m marrying Chu Peihan. You won’t stop me. Also, I want 300 yuan for dowry. Fair enough, right?” Jiang Yunhe spoke calmly. She had already decided on the terms. Whether Sun Meilin agreed or not, there was nothing to negotiate.

“You…” Sun Meilin almost burst a blood vessel. She roared, “No way! Go ahead and beat me to death if you can, you little bitch! You know we don’t have that kind of money, and you still demand it? You’re trying to force me and your father to die!”

Jiang Yunhe: “Whether you have it or not isn’t my concern. Figure it out.”

“Oh, and don’t even think about fighting back,” she added sweetly. “You’ve got Old Li’s red briefs on your side, and on his side, there are the red long johns you made him. And I kept the leftover yarn balls. That’s evidence. If I lay it all out, it won’t take much to match everything up.”

That yarn ball? She’d found it cleaning out the bed hole. Clearly, Sun Meilin tried to destroy the evidence and failed.

So it landed right in her hands!

Back then, Jiang Yunhe hadn’t even intended to use it to threaten her. She just thought the yarn might come in handy for patching clothes.

But now?

No way she was being that stupid again.

Sun Meilin’s face turned a mix of green and white. She’d never realized this little bitch could be so cunning. If only she had known—she would’ve gotten rid of her long ago.

Too late. She regretted it deeply.

Jiang Yunhe finished speaking and untied her, not at all afraid of a counterattack. She knew just how much Old Li meant to Sun Meilin.

Rumor had it he was her first love.

If Jiang Dazhuang hadn’t stepped in back then, she probably would’ve married Old Li.

Sure enough, even after being freed, Sun Meilin didn’t move or resist. She just sat in her chair, pale and stunned.

Jiang Yunhe hummed happily and went back to her room.

In the past, she was the one always getting hit. It was time to flip the script.

When she got back and saw her own mattress was still damp, she went straight to Sun Meilin’s room, grabbed a brand-new quilt, and laid it outside to air.

Sun Meilin was trembling with rage but didn’t dare act. Not until she found that yarn ball.

If things blew up, with Jiang Dazhuang’s temper, someone might actually get killed.

Just thinking about it made her vision go dark. She wished she could faint and escape this mess altogether.

Jiang Yunhe glanced at the sky and casually said, “Make dinner. I want scallion pancakes today, with a side of millet porridge. Stir-fry some spinach too.”

Sun Meilin growled, “You’re ordering me to cook? Aren’t you afraid I’ll poison you with rat poison?!”