Early the next morning, Aunt Qian wanted to accompany Leng Yue back to get her clothes and travel money back.

Leng Yue originally didn't want to ask for the money because she didn't want to get involved with that scumbag. But Aunt Qian didn't think so, because if she didn't take the money, she wouldn't be able to buy a ticket home.

Leng Yue thought about it and agreed. After all, she had arrived penniless. Rather than leaving inexplicably, she might as well ask for money in front of Aunt Qian and go home.

They say old ginger is spicier, and Leng Yue has certainly experienced that firsthand.

Aunt Qian was worried that she and Leng Yue, being just two women, wouldn't be able to handle the situation, especially if the scumbag man tried to force himself on them or acted like a tantrum, then they wouldn't be able to get what they wanted.

So early in the morning, she called over the old ladies from the neighborhood and told them about Leng Yue's ordeal in a few words.

These middle-aged women were quite something; the moment they heard about the scumbag cheating on an innocent girl, they were already itching to fight. Then, Leng Yue, dressed in Aunt Qian's old clothes, stood pitifully in front of them. This group of righteous-minded women immediately started hurling insults!

"I always said that people whose backgrounds you don't know can't be trusted, especially those who look decent enough. They're the best at deceiving pretty young girls like them!"

"Yes, yes, that Li Dahai's daughter was so beautiful, but she was ruined by that scholar. She's still mentally unstable now!"

"Those kinds of people are beasts, worse than pigs and dogs. Aren't they afraid of being skinned alive and fried in oil by the King of Hell?"

"Pah, you don't know, those foreign students are probably like that! They all say they don't believe in this stuff."

"Aren't they afraid of upsetting their ancestors?"

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To be honest, Leng Yue found it quite amusing to hear what was happening.

At this moment, Aunt Qian spoke up, "Sisters, we've all been old friends and neighbors. This young lady doesn't live here, and it's fine if she didn't come to us for help, but now that we've seen her, how can we just ignore her?"

The group of middle-aged women replied, "Of course not! How can we just watch this girl jump into a fire pit? Let's go, let's go and get all her things back."

"Let's go!" Aunt Qian walked briskly ahead, followed by Leng Yue and the other aunties.

Because they are not far apart, it only takes a few minutes to walk there.

When everyone arrived, the scumbag hadn't opened the door yet, and it seemed he hadn't gotten out of bed.

"Open the door, open the door... Hey you..." After knocking on the door, Aunt Qian realized she didn't know the person's name and turned to look at Leng Yue blankly.

Leng Yue understood, "Aunt Qian, his name is Bai Yanlang."

"What? There really is someone named 'White-Eyed Wolf'?" Aunt Qian was stunned. "But this name really suits him. It seems his parents didn't have much hope for him."

Aunt Qian muttered, turned around and banged on the door, "You ungrateful wretch, come out! Come out now! I know you're in there!"

Aunt Qian unleashed a barrage of relentless pounding, powerful and impactful. Leng Yue, watching her, thought she could bring a dead person back to life, let alone a sleeping one!

Sure enough, Bai Yanlang asked impatiently, "Who is it? Who's so inconsiderate as to disturb my sleep so early in the morning?"

Aunt Qian looked at Leng Yue and said, "Girl, say something, lest he be too scared to come out." At the same time, she gestured for the other women to move aside.

Leng Yue nodded, cleared her throat, and stepped forward. The other middle-aged women, seeing Leng Yue approach, tacitly moved to the side.

“It’s me, A-Lang. Open the door and let me in first.” Leng Yue stood with her hands slender, waiting for Bai Yanlang to open the door.

Bai Yanlang still tried to act high and mighty, "Now you know you're back? Where did you go last night? Let me tell you, if there's a next time, you can go back to being a rich young lady. I, a poor scholar, can't serve you."

Leng Yue glanced at Aunt Qian; she really didn't want to talk to someone like that. However, Aunt Qian gestured for her to back down, and Leng Yue sighed and nodded.

He then said, "Ah Lang, it's cold in here, and it's not good for the neighbors to be waiting. Can you let me in first?"

Leng Yue thought for a moment, then added, "Don't worry, I'll listen to you from now on."

"Hmph, she used to listen to everything I said? Truly, women and petty men are the hardest to deal with!" Bai Yanlang said, reluctantly opening the door, and sure enough, he saw Leng Yue standing at the door.

Seeing Leng Yue's old clothes, he looked disgusted. "Look at what you're wearing! Before, you had some beauty thanks to your young lady-like attire. But now, you look no different from a country bumpkin! Sigh, Wan-mei is so much prettier; she looks charming in anything."

Seeing Leng Yue remain silent with her head bowed, he continued arrogantly, "Let me tell you, you're no longer some young lady. From now on, you'll have to learn to live at the mercy of others. Come in, and I'll let this go this time."

Bai Yanlang opened the door a little wider, then suddenly remembered something, "Where is the neighbor you just mentioned?"

Aunt Qian and the other aunties swarmed in, cornering Bai Yanlang inside the house. "Looking for us? We're all here!"

"What...what...do you want?" Bai Yanlang looked at the menacing-looking middle-aged women and couldn't help but back away. "Don't come any closer, or else, or I'll call for help!"

"You ungrateful wretch, aren't you? We're not here to beat you up or scold you. We're here to take this girl's things." Aunt Qian glanced at Bai Yanlang, then turned and picked up a leather suitcase from the table.

"Girl, quickly check if anything's missing. If it is, we'll go to the police station and report him." Aunt Qian's mind raced; she was afraid Bai Yanlang would later report them for robbery, so she decided to strike first. "It'll be much easier at the police station. This poor scholar not only abducts respectable women but also steals. Do you think he'll be beaten to death?"

A few middle-aged women behind them, some of whom were quick-witted, chimed in, "That's right, that poor student who lured Li Dahai's daughter was arrested later, oh my god, it was a terrible experience. I heard that if his parents hadn't begged people everywhere, he wouldn't have been able to get out."

"So what if he got out? He was beaten to a pulp. I heard he's ruined for life..."

“I know that. My relative works in that prison. He saw it with his own eyes…”

These middle-aged women were talking one after another, and Bai Yanlang was so frightened by them that his face turned pale.

Aunt Qian looked at Leng Yue, "Young lady, is anything missing?"

Leng Yue shook her head. "Aunt Qian, let's go."

As Leng Yue spoke, she picked up her suitcase and prepared to leave. Bai Yanlang panicked, "Hey, where are you going? If you leave me, who will want you?"

Leng Yue turned around and glanced at Bai Yanlang. "With my family background, I can live a life of luxury!"

Bai Yanlang was a seasoned liar; he could tell from Leng Yue's eyes that she was determined to leave. He dropped his airs and pretense of superiority. He walked a few steps to Leng Yue, intending to grab her hand, but was stopped by Aunt Qian.

Aunt Qian's eyes widened. "What?"

Bai Yanlang was startled and withdrew his hand, looking at Leng Yue pleadingly, "Um, I've already paid all my rent, could you pay half?"

Leng Yue glanced back at Bai Yanlang, "Go find your Wanmei..." and then strode away.

Bai Yanlang wanted to report it to the police, but he was afraid of being accused of human trafficking. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he didn't dare to go out at all.