"Nobody here?" He glanced at the vendor. "Looks like you actually have something?"

"Give it back!" the vendor shouted angrily.

"Why are you angry? You cheated me. It's only right to return this to its rightful owner. This handkerchief doesn't even look like it's made of any material. Here you go!"

He threw the handkerchief directly at the vendor.

Unfortunately, the handkerchief was too light and accidentally fell at the stall owner's feet.

She reached out and picked it up.

Looking puzzled, she said, "That's not right, I don't have a handkerchief like that."

"There are words on it..."

"Lanxiu?"

She looked at the vendor with suspicion, "Does this handkerchief belong to Sister Xiu next door?"

"How did you get here?"

Lin Chang'an chuckled.

Amazing!

A divine assist!

Are you stupid?

Why is your husband hiding another woman's handkerchief?

"He must be keeping a mistress, right?"

"Wow, my jinx is so accurate!"

"I think your husband is so cunning that he must have tricked you into believing him too."

"Who knows, he might even have an illegitimate child, and he wants you to suffer here with him and keep a mistress together!"

The stall owner's head throbbed with a loud bang.

It felt like I'd been struck by something.

She looked at her husband with a terrified expression, holding a handkerchief and pointing tremblingly.

"Could it really be true?"

“You, you, you… Lanxiu comes to our house every day, and you often say that we are all neighbors and should look after each other.”

Sometimes, they even stay here with their children for a meal.

Lin Chang'an said, "I think so."

He then addressed the men present, saying, "Gentlemen, tell me, do you usually keep women's handkerchiefs hidden away?"

The people received their belongings and were all full of energy and overjoyed.

Seeing such a scene now, I naturally wouldn't let it pass by.

"Definitely not."

"The fact that the handkerchief was given to the man must mean that the two of them had secretly pledged their lives to each other or had developed feelings for one another."

"If my wife finds out about this, I'm afraid I'll be dead."

"Isn't it obvious? What man would keep other women's personal belongings at home without a reason?"

"Is that even a question? He must have been lustful!"

The vendor wanted to continue explaining.

Unexpectedly, he was slapped across the face by his own wife.

He was already kneeling on the ground when he was hit on the head, which slammed heavily onto the ground.

"Well, you're something else! I've been out with you every day, braving the sun and rain to make a living, and this is the mess you've created behind my back!"

"You made me suffer with you outside, and you use the money you earned to support your mistress!"

"And you still let that little bitch stay at home looking beautiful every day?"

"Xu Guangyuan, I'll beat you to death!"

"I want a divorce! I'm going to report you to the authorities for all the shameful things you've done!"

Upon hearing this, the stall owner got up from the ground, his face covered in blood, and looked at the woman in front of him.

He cried and said, "My wife, please forgive me this time. I will never dare to do it again."

"It was that Lanxiu, she seduced me."

"Waaaaah..."

In the crowd, a woman dressed in coarse linen clothes but with a clean appearance pushed her way to the front.

She held a boy's hand with her left hand, and pointed at the man on the ground with her trembling right hand.

He gritted his teeth and said:

"Xu Guangyuan, explain yourself clearly, who seduced whom?"

"You were the one who said that your tigress was inconsiderate and that you should divorce her and marry me!"

"Now that the truth has come out, you're saying I seduced you?"

"What? You don't want your son anymore?"

She pulled up the boy beside her and shouted:

"Fugui, quickly call him Dad!"

Fugui shrank back and whispered, "Father, don't you want your son and mother anymore?"

"Didn't you say that you love your son and mother the most?"

The stall owner heard it with her own ears, and she almost couldn't stand up.

Fugui is eight years old this year. He goes to their house to play every day, and she likes him very much.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be her husband's biological son!

She stared wide-eyed. "Lanxiu, is this really... your son with him?"

Lanxiu said, "Of course, Sister Yuanhua, otherwise why would I not get married now?"

“My husband is not dead at all, it’s him!” she pointed at the stall owner on the ground.

"If he hadn't climbed over the wall to watch me bathe, how would this son have come to be?"

"He promised me that he would divorce me and then marry me."

"It's been eight years!"

"Only today did I realize that his promise to marry me was a ruse; his real intention was to have a son!"

Her eyes were bloodshot as she glared at the stall owner on the ground.

“Xu Guangxiu, let me tell you, you can forget about acknowledging this son.”

Upon hearing this, the stall owner hurriedly said, "How can that be? My Xu family has only one son in three generations. How can you just take him away like that?"

Lanxiu glanced at Yuanhua across from her and smiled.

"Hmph, if she tells your dirty secrets, I'll tell them too."

"Our secrets are enough to send you to jail."

"Go to jail and see how you try to take my son away!"

"Anyway, you were the one who was heartless first!"

The people present were stunned.

One by one, they stood there like bystanders, offering their opinions.

"Hey, look at this boss, he's not as handsome as me, is he?"

"How could someone like that have a mistress?"

"Tsk tsk, you really can't judge a book by its cover, but some people really are."

Lin Chang'an was stunned.

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