Chen Xue felt something was off.

Sitting next to them, watching the two of them, he asked, "What's wrong with you two?"

"Did you have a fight?"

Chen Yifei and He Runqing both shook their heads.

She watched as the two of them showed great chemistry; after spending so much time together, their movements seemed to be in sync, so she didn't say anything.

Chen Yifei looked at Chen Xue first: "Sister, do you like Wang Hu?"

"Isn't that a rejection?"

“But you refused, and you’re not quite right in the mood,” Chen Yifei said. “Anyway, find someone you like. Hu Zi is a good person, and we know his family well. His parents have a good relationship with our family, so you won’t suffer if you marry him.”

"But if you don't like it, that's fine. You can find someone you like later. Our family has the means to choose. There's no need to rush into getting yourself married off."

Chen Xue knew that her younger brother had become more responsible.

But I still didn't expect that these words would actually come from Chen Yifei.

This made the usually fiery woman sound like she was about to cry.

Chen Xue pinched her leg, telling herself not to cry.

"Okay, Xiaofei, I'll think of it myself. I'm going to bed now."

"You two should go to sleep too. Recently, the widow next door has had her mother-in-law hire Aunt Liu from the next village to come over and perform some kind of 'horse jumping' (a traditional Chinese folk art performance). Every night they're going to put on some kind of show."

Everyone knows Aunt Liu; she can tell fortunes, handle funerals, and most importantly, she can perform shamanistic rituals to ward off disasters and illnesses.

"I'll probably have to work on this tonight, I won't be able to sleep if I don't go to bed early."

Chen Xue yawned and went inside.

Chen Yifei paid a little attention after hearing this, and at this moment He Runqing also grabbed his hand: "Don't worry about Second Sister's matter, I feel that she will think it through."

"Let's go and rest!"

As she said this, Chen Yifei shook his head: "No rush. I have an event tonight."

He Runqing looked at him in surprise: "What...are you going to do? Can I come with you?"

As he spoke, he seemed eager to try it out.

They raised their little hands, looking like they were ready to fight alongside Chen Yifei.

Yes, she will always be Chen Yifei's most loyal soldier!

She wanted to be his confidante, the person who understood him best, the person who supported him the most, and to follow him on a very, very long journey.

"It's nothing. Your watch is broken, and it was part of my wedding dowry. You also twisted your ankle today... Do you think I'd let Zheng Fang off the hook?"

Chen Yifei spent the whole day comforting his wife, treating her wounds, and taking care of everything.

Now that I'm done with this, it'll be evening, perfect for a surprise attack.

Of course, he had a chance; Zheng Fang's behavior couldn't be solved with just a beating.

He started targeting Qingqing as soon as he was released from detention. If he doesn't deal with it, is he just going to let Qingqing suffer?

If you don't pamper your own wife, who will?

"I'll deal with Zheng Fang tonight, you can stay home and warm the bed for me."

Chen Yifei said with a smile.

"Tonight I'm just an appetizer. Honey, you'll see what happens tomorrow."

"Also, prepare a few goose eggs for me, the bigger ones. I saw Mom just brought them back. Also, get some sugar and fruit. I'll go bribe that shaman from the next village, Aunt Liu."

"Huh? What does this have to do with Aunt Liu?" He Runqing asked, puzzled.

Chen Yifei patted her little head: "You'll understand when my wife does it. You probably won't understand if I tell you now."

“That makes sense.” He Runqing nodded, agreeing with Chen Yifei’s reasoning.

But she was still a little worried, and then she clung to Chen Yifei's arm pitifully and said, "Then... won't you soften your heart?"

"You must remember that your He Runqing is a very, very good person. She loves you very much, so don't be soft-hearted and don't be nice to others, okay!"

Her eyes were watery, and she was beautiful and cute. After hearing her say these words, Chen Yifei didn't want to go out.

All I want to do is hug and kiss you passionately.

Chen Yifei pointed to his mouth: "It's hard to say, but there will definitely be some action. If I were your man, my wife would probably mark herself with a mark."

She didn't quite understand what the mark was.

She grabbed his wrist and bit it.

Chen Yifei looked at the circle of teeth marks: "Look at you, you look like a little pig and a little dog at the same time!"

"It's stupid and it likes to bite people."

"No, this isn't the right mark. Let's try again."

He Runqing simply sat down, looking completely bewildered. Chen Yifei glanced down at her and wondered why something seemed off about her.

Unexpectedly, when he lowered his head, He Runqing hooked her arm around his neck.

Then she moved closer... and started pressing against him.

Everything went smoothly, if it weren't for my wife's flushed neck and her terrible kissing skills.

Chen Yifei was starting to suspect that she had made progress.

It just kept biting randomly, without any rules or regulations, and ended up biting his lips and tongue.

Her own lips were shiny.

He swallowed unconsciously.

People say that kissing is a process of exchanging saliva, as if eating each other's mouths can make the other person look more and more like them.

Parents influence each other, and their children will share similar characteristics.

Judging from this, their future children will definitely look just like Liu Yifei.

His wife looks like Liu Yifei, and his name, Yifei, sounds like..., doesn't it?

"Wife, we must have a daughter," Chen Yifei vowed.

He Runqing blushed. Why did we have to talk about this again?

"Okay! You get up early and come home early. I'll be home and I'll warm your bed for you."

She was a little embarrassed to say what followed.

Seeing that it was almost time, Chen Yifei went out, found a burlap sack, and squatted down in the small bamboo grove not far from Zheng Fang's house.

Zheng Fang just returned. Wang Jianshe's reputation has been bad lately, and given her personality, she'd probably be embarrassed during the day, so it's highly likely she'll act at night.

She and Wang Jianshe were both night owls, and they would meet secretly. Although no one paid attention, they were very cautious.

Sure enough, Chen Yifei, carrying a sack and a wooden stick, had only waited a short while when he saw Zheng Fang, who was wrapped up tightly.

He could tell at a glance; the surroundings were pitch black anyway.

Chen Yifei waited for Zheng Fang to pass by and listened to her footsteps before putting the burlap sack over her head.

Then Zheng Fang screamed!

What are you doing?!

"It hurts... I was wrong!"

Perhaps he got used to admitting his mistakes in the detention center, which is why he started admitting his mistakes at night.

Chen Yifei didn't let it slide; he increased the force and pressed the sack tightly. Then he started hitting her.

They showed absolutely no mercy.

Chen Yifei was aware of the concept of using underhanded tactics.

If the beatings were light, Zheng Fang would have a chance to catch her breath and would yell and scream. But if the beatings were heavy, she wouldn't have a chance to catch her breath and wouldn't be able to say a word.

I was so scared I almost peed my pants.

Zheng Fang collapsed, clutching her head, and began to sob uncontrollably.

Don't say he doesn't value women.

However, there's no need to respect someone as wicked as Zheng Fang.

Respect is an insult.