Chapter 225

Wen Man felt a chill run down her spine, realizing for the first time just how cold-blooded her parents could be.

She could only turn to Xu Haoyu for help, pleading, "Brother Xu, please save me!"

Xu Haoyu would do anything for his Manman, even go through fire and water.

However, just as he rushed over to save Wen Man, he was kicked unconscious by Chen Shengxiong.

Wen Man: "..."

Wen Xin: "".

The male lead is so useless he's shameful!

Wen Gui was injured, and Wen Dafu and Liu Hui were anxious to take him to see a doctor.

However, Wen Dafu, that greedy fellow, hadn't forgotten, "Um, Uncle Yan, what about the betrothal gifts you mentioned to my family?"

Yan Zeli glanced at him coldly, clearly looking down on him. "I'll have the village chief give it to you. Remember the conditions you promised me, or you know the consequences."

Wen Dafu shrank back in fear and nodded obsequiously, "I know, I know, don't worry, we won't bother you anymore. You and Da Niu can live a good life."

Yan Zeli pointed to the door and told him to get out of there.

Wen Dafu didn't dare to get angry, and together with Liu Hui, they carried their precious son away.

The village chief rubbed his temples, wondering what was going on.

Can't the Wen Dafu family, the Chen Shengxiong family, and that Xu Zhiqing family just settle down for a bit?

Forget it, he really can't control it, let them make a scene!

When the villagers saw that Yan Zeli's house was in such a mess because of those awful people, they all kindly stayed to help clean up and tidy it up.

Yes, the yard needs to be thoroughly cleaned, and the water in the water tank can't be used anymore...

Wen Xin expressed her gratitude and wanted to go and work with them, but everyone persuaded her not to.

Yan Zeli escorted her back to her room to change out of her wet clothes so she wouldn't catch a cold.

Wen Xin knew it was inappropriate to wear wet clothes, so she didn't insist.

After changing her clothes, she went to the kitchen to make honey water for everyone, steamed the extra buns and dumplings that Yan Zeli had made that morning, and distributed them to everyone who was working.

The villagers were overjoyed to eat the fragrant meat buns and dumplings, as well as the sweet honey water. They praised Wen Xin for her virtue and said that Uncle Yan was truly blessed.

Yan Zeli smiled with a sense of pride, and everyone became more amiable.

Everyone immediately understood that Uncle Yan adored his new daughter-in-law, Wen Xin.

Therefore, they became even more enthusiastic towards Wen Xin.

Wen Xin smiled good-naturedly, but her mind drifted back to how these people had pointed fingers at her in her past life.

At first, no one believed she would do something so "shameless".

But as the saying goes, "three men can make a tiger," and as the story is repeated, it becomes increasingly distorted. Gradually, the entire village comes to believe it and begins to reject and despise her.

It's impossible for me to say I don't mind!

But the real culprits are Wen Man and her group; these people were merely used as pawns...

Even in this life, Wen Xin uses them to torment Wen Man!

The cycle of cause and effect continues, so let it be. Wen Xin won't really take any retaliatory action against them.

Before everyone left, the village chief looked at Wen Xin and felt sorry for this child who had had a hard life since childhood, so he couldn't help but say a few more words.

“If Uncle Yan isn’t around in the future, you should avoid Wen Man when you see her. I think she’s gone mad. Don’t let her hurt you again.”

"Don't worry about the Wen family's affairs anymore. You're a married daughter now. Just live a good life with Uncle Yan. Those two... if the parents aren't kind, how can their children be filial? You've done enough over the years, and Uncle Yan has given your parents a lot of money. Don't think too much about it. You don't owe them anything."

Wen Xin's eyes flickered slightly, and she said softly, "I know, thank you, Uncle Village Chief."

She was truly grateful to the village chief, whether in her past life or this one.

The village chief smiled kindly at her and then led everyone away.

Yan Zeli reached out and hugged his wife, letting her lean her weight against him, and touched her fair face, "Were you frightened today?"

Wen Xin shook her head slightly and whispered, "The two of them have argued before at home, but never this badly."

Yan Zeli kissed her forehead tenderly, "This kind of thing won't happen again."

Before she could say anything, he suddenly picked her up and carried her horizontally.

Wen Xin gasped and hurriedly hugged his neck, "What are you doing?"

Yan Zeli raised an eyebrow slightly, his deep eyes filled with a meaningful look, "What does your wife think your man is capable of?"

Wen Xin: "..."

Seeing him carry her into the bedroom, Wen Xin's cheeks flushed and she panicked. "It's...it's still broad daylight."

And there was just a fight at home, and he had only just left when...

Was he in too much of a hurry?

Yan Zeli placed his young wife on the bed and leaned over to kiss her, as if to say that he was in such a hurry!

Wen Xin blushed, her eyelids drooped, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, but she did not stop or refuse him.

So shy and obedient, Yan Zeli's Adam's apple bobbed as he forcefully kissed her sweet little mouth.

"Wife, in your heart, am I just a beast?"

In broad daylight, after she had just experienced a fright and was still injured, if he could do anything to her, he wouldn't be a beast, but scum.

Wen Xin was stunned for a moment, then looked up at him. Her watery eyes were confused yet seemed to hold a hint of certainty: Yes, in her heart, he really was a beast!

Yan Zeli: "..."

Da Yan disagreed, "Wife, you've gone too far."

How can you think he's a beast?

Even if he is, shouldn't his wife feel that he is her dear husband?

I'm heartbroken! I'm so heartbroken!

Wen Xin looked at him speechlessly. This man was arrogant and fierce outside, and aloof to an extreme degree. How come he was like a completely different person in front of her?

However, the girl softly asked him, "Was that really too much?"

Yan Zeli paused, a helpless smile escaping his throat. He pressed his forehead against hers and sighed, "Wife, can't you have a temper?"

He then got up, grabbed a cold towel wrapped with small ice cubes, and applied it to her arm.

"It's a bit chilly, just bear with it and let the redness and swelling go down first."

When the towel touched the wound on her arm, Wen Xin instinctively flinched, but she remained obediently and quietly sitting on the bed, letting him apply a cold compress. She only frowned slightly in discomfort, without uttering a sound.

Yan Zeli suddenly raised his eyelids and said to her gently, "If we feel wronged, we can scold or hit people if we want. Don't always swallow your bitterness. Isn't it painful?"

Like in the morning, she was clearly annoyed that he was disturbing her sleep, but she couldn't even utter a curse word; she could only pitifully shed tears.

She clearly felt he shouldn't have done those things in broad daylight, but when he wanted them, she helplessly gave in to him...

Sigh, Yan Zeli felt both heartache and worry.

With such a soft and timid nature, how could she not be bullied?

I wonder how much suffering she endured behind his back?