Chapter 175 Mysterious Origin

It wasn't a forced marriage like before, nor was it a facade of harmony.

They weathered the winter together, endured hardships together, supported each other, and developed a tacit understanding of relying on each other for survival.

Even if there's no affection, this hard-won good life, with its stability, dignity, and hope, shouldn't be given away to Fang Wanyu for nothing!

"How...how can you be so shameless?"

Song Yazhi was so angry that she trembled, her finger pointing shakily at Qiao Wanyin as if she had seen some kind of monster.

She had lived most of her life, from the village to the military compound, and had seen feisty and stubborn people, but she had never seen a girl as composed as Qiao Wanyin.

Despite his harsh words, comparing her to a philandering vixen, she remained completely unfazed, standing ramrod straight with clear eyes and no fear whatsoever.

If it were anyone else, they would have run away crying long ago, how could they dare to stand here and talk back?

As long as Qiao Wanyin leaves, she will have the opportunity to persuade her son to get a divorce.

Fu Li'an is filial and always listens to her.

She only needs to cry and say that her daughter-in-law has disgraced the family, and he will most likely give in.

But now he's just standing there, refusing to budge, standing like a pine tree. How can she persuade her son?

How do I start the conversation?

No, I have to force her to leave on her own before Fu Lian returns!

We must not allow her to have the opportunity to turn the tables on us in front of her son!

Song Yazhi was so angry that her fingers trembled and the wrinkles on her face twitched.

She pointed her finger at Qiao Wanyin's nose and cursed, "You're shameless! You think I can't do anything to you just because you're staying here? Let me tell you, I'm the boss here! If you don't leave, I'll have Maidong divorce you and leave you with nothing. Let's see if you can still stay here then!"

Seeing her chance, Fang Wanyu immediately added fuel to the fire, feigning indignation on Song Yazhi's behalf: "Aunt Song, don't get so angry that you'll ruin your health. It's not worth getting sick from anger... Actually... actually, when I was working in the countryside, I heard quite a bit about Sister Wanyin... Some people, though they don't say it, have been gossiping about her behind her back..."

Fang Wanyu hesitated for a moment, feigning a frown, and gently stroked her lips with her fingers, as if carefully choosing her words.

She lowered her voice, making it barely audible, yet deliberately ensuring that those around her could hear clearly: "Sister Wanyin... she's secretly gone to Gangcheng more than once, and she was with that man from the village named He Dayong... well, anyway... it's all ambiguous... I can't say more about the specifics..."

She spoke half of it, deliberately dragging out her words, her expression showing great difficulty, as if she was reluctant to speak but couldn't help but reveal the inside story, while her eyes secretly scanned the crowd, anticipating their reactions.

"He Dayong?"

Song Yazhi's face instantly darkened, her brows furrowed tightly, and anger surged in her eyes. "Well, so there's more than one! I've disliked you for a long time; you really aren't one to stay put!"

Qiao Wanyin walked slowly and steadily to Fang Wanyu, each step feeling like it was treading on the hearts of everyone present.

After she stopped, she tilted her head slightly and stared directly into Fang Wanyu's eyes, her gaze sharp and cold, like a knife: "Sister Wanyu, you said that He Dayong and I have an affair—that's a very strong statement. Do you have any evidence?"

Her voice wasn't loud, but every word was clear and carried an undeniable authority: "You have to have evidence to back up your words. Spreading rumors out of thin air and damaging someone's reputation is illegal. If it gets out of hand, you could go to jail. Are you sure you want to say that?"

"this……"

Fang Wanyu's heart skipped a beat under her gaze, and she immediately looked away, not daring to meet her eyes. Her voice also weakened, "Who in the village doesn't know? The rumors have spread everywhere... how could they be false?"

"Everyone knows?"

Qiao Wanyin scoffed, a mocking sneer playing on her lips. "Then tell me, where is He Dayong now? Which village, which household, which alley does he live in? Tell me!"

Fang Wanyu was stunned, her face stiffening slightly.

"How would I know... He... Isn't he always traveling?"

"He went in two months ago."

Qiao Wanyin spoke slowly and deliberately, her tone firm and her gaze piercing, "He was arrested by the police station for fighting and injuring someone, and he's currently in jail. Do you want me to go to the Public Security Bureau right now to check his criminal record, and let everyone in the village see if he has any connection with me? Did he go to Gangcheng with me? Did he ever say a word to me?"

Fang Wanyu's face turned pale instantly, her lips trembled slightly, and her hands unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes. She couldn't say a word.

She originally thought it was just some gossip, but who would have thought things would turn out like this?

Now it seems like we're the ones who spread rumors and caused trouble.

Song Yazhi refused to give up. She suddenly stood up, pointed her finger directly at Qiao Wanyin, and said in a sharp voice, "Even if this is false, what about Sheng Qi? Do you dare to say you don't know him? Do you dare to say you have a clean relationship with him?"

"know."

Qiao Wanyin nodded frankly, her expression calm and unwavering. "Back then, I was young and naive, and I was deceived by sweet talk. But later I realized he was a scumbag and broke off all contact with him long ago, not even replying to his messages anymore. Many people in the village know this."

"Enough with the nonsense!"

Song Yazhi's face turned ashen, veins bulging on her forehead, and her voice suddenly rose, "Our Fu family is a respectable family, and our ancestors have always upheld the rules. We cannot tolerate a woman like you who is neither here nor there! If you stay here any longer, you will ruin the reputation of our entire family!"

"Get out of here!"

She practically screamed, her voice tearing through the air, "If you don't leave today, I'll die right here in front of you! I'll smash my head against this threshold and let the whole village see that you've driven me to my death!"

Qiao Wanyin looked at her, a cold smile creeping across her face, yet she also felt sorry for her.

She shook her head slightly, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

Song Yazhi was such a dignified and refined woman in the past.

He speaks softly and is polite and courteous in his interactions with others, never losing his composure in public.

But what about now?

In an attempt to kick her out of the house, he not only spoke rudely and without any sense of propriety, but also resorted to the old rural tricks of "crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide"!

It's both laughable and pathetic.

hehe!

Who is she?

She is no longer the submissive, submissive wife she once was.

She was originally a troublesome sister-in-law, with a stubborn temper and strong opinions. Back in her parents' home, she often argued with her elders.

Now, can't we even deal with Song Yazhi?

She turned and walked steadily into the kitchen.

The room fell silent for a moment, with only the sound of her footsteps on the cement floor, one after another.

When he came out again, he was holding a shiny kitchen knife.

The blade reflected the light from the window, cold and piercing.

She held the knife in both hands and walked towards Song Yazhi with solemn and composed movements, without the slightest sign of panic.

"mom!"

Qiao Wanyin handed over the knife with both hands, her eyes meeting hers without flinching. "I know you don't like me from the bottom of your heart, that you think I'm not good enough for your son, that my background is unclear and my reputation is tarnished. I accept all of that."