Engaged to Be Broken Up: The Pitiful Girl Brings Space and Rises

A car accident caused Su Hua to transmigrate into a thirteen-year-old foolish girl in Shanghe Village of the Great Yu Dynasty.

Her home was bare, she was clumsy at everything, nothing she pla...

Chapter 223 Regret

However, what he never expected was that these peasants from Shanghe Village would show him absolutely no respect!

He originally intended to take advantage of this wedding banquet to ease the tension with the villagers. After all, the Meng family were originally from Shanghe Village, and they would eventually have to settle down here when they got old. Therefore, he had arranged for a chef from Qingshui County well in advance and also made it clear that he would not accept any gifts from the villagers, and that they could just bring their own food.

Shanghe Village has more than fifty households. He estimated the number of people attending the banquet and had the cook prepare thirty tables full of dishes at home. The cost of the dishes alone was several dozen taels of silver.

But today, they waited in the courtyard from dawn until the sun was setting before they could finally sit down at three tables.

Two of the tables were occupied entirely by Meng's own relatives.

In other words, out of the seven hundred villagers, only this table of people came to eat at the banquet. The others, even if they didn't come in to eat, there were still about a dozen gossipy people standing outside the gate with a handful of melon seeds, watching the spectacle. Clearly, they didn't take Meng Yongfu seriously at all.

And all of this started because of the Su family.

If Su Hua hadn't repeatedly opposed him, humiliating Meng Yongfu, and now even allowed the villagers to open vegetable gardens, saying she wanted to harvest vegetables in the village, how would these people dare to mock and ridicule Meng Yongfu like this?

The thought of this made the anger simmering inside him rise even more uncontrollably.

He raised his hand and smashed the teacup down hard again...

Clang!

He swallowed Li Mengshi's ramblings whole.

Not far away, in the east wing room where red candles were burning, Liang Siyu, dressed in a fiery red bridal gown, sat on the edge of the bed. The man on the bed, dead drunk, was already asleep, his snores rising and falling like thunder.

Even so, the voices of Li Mengshi and Meng Yongfu outside still seemed to fall into my ears like raindrops.

Overwhelming humiliation seemed to engulf her. She glanced at the unconscious man on the bed, unconsciously clenching her sleeves. A handsome, youthful face gradually appeared in her mind.

A pang of regret unconsciously rose in my heart.

If she had married him instead of Meng Fu, would she not have suffered this humiliation today?