Chapter 4: Taking Advantage of the Situation

"Yanyan's husband is coming back. Tomorrow night, you and I will go and explain to her husband, otherwise Yanyan will definitely have a hard time in the future..."

“Bang!”

Meng Shuyue threw the chopsticks heavily on the table. The already unstable table shook immediately, and the soup in the big bowl also shook and spilled all over the table.

Song Shijing opened his mouth and looked at the dark-skinned wife who was glaring at him. The words were stuck in his throat and he suddenly realized that there was something different about the woman in front of him.

The burning pain from the beating on his cheek during the day was still there, and he looked at him with a ferocious look as if he wanted to eat him alive.

But Meng Shuyue would never be like this before. As long as he made any request, she would accept it unconditionally.

Song Shijing pursed his lips, feeling panic in his heart. He felt as if something was slipping through his fingers and he was out of control.

But when he thought of Song Yanyan's crying face just now, he gritted his teeth and continued, "Just explain to Yanyan's husband. He won't do anything to you. As long as you agree, I will agree for you to move to the dormitory of the clinic and live with me."

"Live with you?"

Meng Shuyue murmured to herself, her eyes instantly turning red.

If he had said this a month earlier, she would have jumped for joy.

You know, she was so stupid before that every time she cleaned up his dormitory for him, she would often stay up until very late just to stay and spend the night with him.

But every time, even when it was so dark that he couldn't see the road clearly, he still rushed her back to the lumberyard.

Now, he actually wanted her to speak for another woman using this as a condition.

Doesn't it make her, the fiancée who throws herself at him, look even more ridiculous?

Meng Shuyue held back the tears in her eyes and nodded in agreement, "Okay, I'll go explain!"

In her previous life, she died at the hands of Song Yanyan's domestically abusive husband. Even though she did not take the blame for Song Yanyan in this life, what was supposed to happen still happened.

Since she wants to cancel the engagement, she will do it completely and will not let this couple have an easy time!

Song Shijing had no idea what she was thinking. When he saw that she agreed, he stood up excitedly, said he had something else to do at the office, and left in a hurry.

Meng Shuyue watched his departing back, poured the noodles into the bowl of the big yellow dog guarding the door outside, then went back into the house and began packing.

When she came, she carried all her clothes in a cloth bag, and when she left, she also carried one cloth bag.

Just like the years when she gained nothing, it was ultimately wasted.

The next day, Meng Shuyue got up very early.

She went to a nearby mountain and planted a few purple plants. She used a stone hammer to smash the juice into a small bottle and took it to Song Shijing's small dormitory behind the clinic. As soon as she arrived, she smelled the aroma of egg pancakes coming from the dormitory, and the laughter of men and women could be heard from inside.

"Brother, the cakes you made are so delicious, you didn't make them for your country bumpkin fiancée, did you?"

"I don't have time to cook for her. Wait, I'll boil some water and make you a bowl of brown sugar water."

When the man inside pushed the door open, Meng Shuyue had already dropped the small bottle of purple juice into the bucket filled with water at the door and quietly hid outside the courtyard wall.

Only after watching Song Shijing pour the whole bucket of water into the iron pot did Meng Shuyue let out a long sigh of relief.

She hadn't eaten anything all morning, so she took out a cold and hard steamed bun and started to eat it, tears silently streaming down her face.

Soon, the ambiguous panting sounds of a man and a woman were heard from inside.

Looking at Su Yanyan's husband Zhou Dajun striding towards the yard, Meng Shuyue forced herself to swallow the last bite of the cold and hard steamed bun in her mouth, patted her chest which was beating wildly with fear, and tried to calm herself down.

This is the demon who beat her to death in her previous life!

After her death in her previous life, Su Yanyan and Song Shijing took the opportunity to threaten Zhou Dajun to divorce her. The three of them disguised her as someone who couldn't stand the rumors and set herself on fire.

One of them killed someone without going to jail, and the other two killed her and happily got married in the village.

In this life, she will make these three people get what they deserve. Let the dogs fight each other!

Meng Shuyue stepped forward to stop Zhou Dajun who rushed in like a ferocious monster, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Why did you come in? Everyone, come and help, this comrade is going to hit someone!"

Zhou Dajun was already angry, and when he saw the black woman shouting, he raised his fist to hit her, but when he heard an unbearable noise in the house, his hand froze in mid-air.

"Hurry up, someone is coming! Nurse Su's husband is going to beat someone up. Come and help!"

Meng Shuyue grabbed Zhou Dajun's hand and shouted at the top of his voice. Within a few seconds, the villagers who had just returned from the fields crowded into the yard surrounded by the short earthen wall to watch the fun.

As the woman's sobbing in the room became louder and louder, Zhou Dajun could no longer bear it. He shook off Meng Shuyue's hand, rushed directly to the dormitory door, and kicked the already tattered wooden door.

With a loud "bang", the door fell down, revealing two people making love behind the door. They didn't know what day it was.

"Su Yanyan you bitch!"

Zhou Dajun's eyes were bloodshot. He rushed forward and pulled down Su Yanyan, who was sitting astride a man with her clothes in disarray and her eyes blurry.

He pressed her to the ground and punched her with his sandbag-sized fists like raindrops.

Suddenly, the small dormitory was filled with women's screams like pigs being slaughtered.

The villagers outside the house, with shining eyes, had already smelled the scent and rushed into the dormitory excitedly to feast their eyes.

Meng Shuyue was squeezed in the crowd. Looking at Su Yanyan's charming almond-shaped eyes, his eyeballs instantly became bloodshot and his whole face became distorted.

She thought of how she was beaten beyond recognition when she died in her previous life, and she felt a little relieved at the moment.

Song Shijing, who was sitting on the wooden bed, seemed to be suddenly awakened. He pulled up his pants, rolled off the bed and started fighting with Zhou Dajun.

Meng Shuyue found this ironic scene very funny.

In her previous life, she cried and begged Song Shijing to save her in the house, but he ignored her screams as if he was deaf.

Now, he looks like he is willing to risk his life to protect his sweetheart. Who wouldn’t say he is deeply affectionate?

She looked at Zhou Dajun coldly. Even though he was big and strong like a cuckold, he didn't dare to fight back against Song Shijing. The joy in her chest was blocked again and she felt suffocated.

We can't let these three get away with it so easily!

Suddenly, bursts of firecrackers sounded in my ears, covering up the noise in the house.

Meng Shuyue's brain was working rapidly. She glanced at the clock on the wall and suddenly remembered that after her death in her previous life, these three people disposed of her body and threw it into the dormitory. Song Shijing was frightened and said that it was fortunate that the leaders and reporters who came to the health center that day did not hear the noise, otherwise it would be troublesome.

An idea suddenly occurred to her, and she immediately pushed through the crowd and ran to the clinic next door.

Sure enough, not far from the clinic, she saw the mysterious big man who suddenly visited with great fanfare.

At this time, the leader was surrounded by several reporters with film cameras hanging on their chests. There was a female reporter with the most fashionable curly hair in the city and wearing a Dacron professional shirt. She was holding a tape recorder and looking at the tall and upright figure in the crowd with stars in her eyes.

Meng Shuyue narrowed her eyes and stared at the deep outline of a man wearing a mask on a green military uniform in the center of the crowd. She inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity.

From a distance, an invisible and fierce pressure was gradually approaching.

She gritted her teeth and mustered up her courage to go forward, grabbing the cold white but strong arm of the military green man, crying and crying, "Commander, my fiancé was beaten for saving a female comrade, you have to help him!"

Having said that, she ignored the surprised look in the man's eyes when he saw her, and pulled him towards the dormitory behind the clinic.

The group of reporters behind him looked at each other, then immediately followed with their film cameras.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, don't hit my man!"

Meng Shuyue didn't expect things to go so smoothly. Just by bringing a leader over, so many reporters were attracted.

Today, she will make sure that Song Shijing and Su Yanyan’s dirty and disgusting appearance will appear in all major newspapers!