The Little Husband Who Plays the Pig to Eat the Tiger

Flower Qingcheng, a female special agent from Huaguo in the 22nd century, accidentally fell into the sea while on a mission. When she woke up, Flower Qingcheng found that she had transmigrated, and...

Chapter 106 The Wife is Not In vain

"Qingcheng, is what she said true?"

Hua Zhengfeng looked at Hua Qingcheng with a look of disappointment. Hua Qingcheng had been married several times, and he thought she had turned over a new leaf, so why did she start flirting with other men again?

"That's true."

Seeing Hua Qingcheng actually nod to Hua Zhengfeng and admit it herself, Mu Lige, who had rushed to the front yard despite Yu Xiaotian's dissuasion out of concern for his young wife, saw this. His eyes darkened slightly, and a surge of anger surged in his heart. He clenched his fists, and his heart ached slightly. That heartless woman really knew how to stab him in the heart with all her might.

Han Yichen, lying on a large branch in the yard, also kicked the trunk with his foot, and the leaves fell like rain. Han Yichen's narrow, almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly, his handsome face filled with anger, and he glanced coldly at the gate. That wife who attracts bees and butterflies, wouldn't dare to eat any weeds? Is she really related to that idiotic tofu Dongshi? Is it because I don't feed her enough that she wants to go out and eat shit?

"You finally admit that you kidnapped my son, right? Hand Wuque over now!"

"Yes, hand over Hua Wuque quickly!"

When Mu Lige and Han Yichen were angry with Hua Qingcheng, Hua Feihua and Hua Fugui were also being aggressive towards Hua Qingcheng.

"I thought Hua Qingcheng had changed, but I didn't expect her to be so immoral."

"In my opinion, they should be put into a pig cage!"

"That's right, they should be put in a pig cage!"

"Pig Cage Dip!"

Seeing that the clan leader and the village head were there, the onlookers became bolder and started to make a fuss, clamoring to drown Hua Qingcheng, who seduced and abducted good boys.

"Hey, wait a minute! When I said 'this happened', I only meant that I met Hua Wuque on the evening of the 27th. I saw him almost drowning in the pond, and out of kindness I pulled him out of the water with a bamboo pole. That's all. As for other groundless accusations, please don't put them on me."

Hearing Hua Qingcheng's words, Mu Lige felt relieved, but then he laughed at himself in his heart. Was he caring too much about this woman? Whenever something related to her happened, he would lose his composure, affecting his judgment?

Hua Qingcheng turned her head towards Hua Yurong again, looking at her sharply:

"Pork Rong, right? Did you only see the two of us by the pond? Did you see us do anything too physical?"

“This…this…is…indeed, no…no…no.”

Hua Yurong was so frightened by Hua Qingcheng's intimidating gaze that he staggered and started stuttering.

"How dare you make such random comments without me?"

"I...I...I just said that I saw you two, and that Hua Wuque was indeed soaking wet, in a mess, and his face looked bad. I...I...didn't...lie."

Hua Yurong inexplicably felt that Hua Qingcheng's eyes were so scary. If she had known this, she would not have come to testify.

"Hua Qingcheng, even though Zhu Rourong didn't see you two making love, it's a fact that you were with the disheveled Hua Wuque, and you can't deny it."

Hua Qingcheng looked in the direction of the voice and spotted a square-faced man in the crowd with green eyes, a flat nose, and thick lips. Wasn't that Hua Youcai's husband, Wu Dasheng? He was still... as foul-mouthed as ever.

"hehe……"

"Village head, clan leader, did you see that? This is what they call evidence!"

"The handkerchief must have fallen when I was saving Hua Wuque, and he picked it up. What's more, the handkerchief belongs to my doctor Lang Mu Lige, and his name is embroidered on it. If I want to give something to my mistress, I can't give it to my husband, right?"

Hua Qingcheng's pair of beautiful eyes, like clear water, were now filled with a cold light, and they swept directly towards Hua Sufen and Hua Zhengfeng.

"As the saying goes, if you catch a thief, you'll seize the stolen goods; if you catch an adulterer in bed, you'll seize the stolen goods. If you don't have any substantial evidence, please go back!"

Hua Qingcheng's face looked very ugly. She no longer addressed Hua Sufen and Hua Zhengfeng by affectionate names, but instead called them by their positions directly.

"this……"

The village head Hua Sufen looked hesitant and also began to doubt what Hua Fugui and Hua Feihua said.

"Also, I rode Uncle Qingyou's oxcart back to the village from town that day. You can ask him to verify this. There were quite a few villagers in the car with me.

"I remember arriving at Huaqiao Village around 4:55 PM, and I returned home a little before 6:55 PM. It takes a quarter of an hour to walk from the beginning to the end of the village. So, what did Hua Wuque and I do with that half a quarter of an hour?"

When the onlookers heard what Hua Qingcheng said, they all said that Hua Qingcheng was telling the truth, as there were indeed a few villagers in the crowd who had returned on the ox cart with Hua Qingcheng that day.

Hua Qingcheng glanced at Hua Fugui's sallow complexion and her unsteady steps, and sneered, "Do you really think I'm as weak as you? You can sleep with your husband in just half a minute, how dare you say that!"

The crowd erupted in laughter. Hua Qingcheng was as reckless as ever, daring to say anything frivolous. Some of the more bashful men blushed slightly and could only cover their lips with their hands to laugh.

"you……"

Hua Fugui was so angry at Hua Qingcheng that his face turned red. He kept saying "you" for a long time but nothing happened. And how did Hua Qingcheng know that she could only hold on for half a minute at a time?

Han Yichen, who had been leisurely leaning against a tree to watch the fun, had unknowingly arrived at the front yard and stood behind Hua Qingcheng. With his eyes narrowed, his alluring and charming gaze shone coldly and mockingly at Hua Fugui. He knew his wife's constitution well; she wouldn't leave her bed for hours. With a slight curl of his lips, he quietly twirled the small stone in his hand, concealing it with his sleeve. Without anyone noticing, he quickly flicked it at the acupuncture points on Hua Fugui's body.

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