Chapter 40 Slapping the Face of Shameless Adulterers

"Of course I have evidence, and the evidence is right under your feet!"

Song Yaoyao seemed confident, knowing all along that Ling Huanwu would ask her to produce evidence.

She crouched down and picked up the nightgown that Ling Huanwu had just thrown away from her feet. "This is the nightgown that my Shuyao gave me yesterday when he went to his brother's house, given to him by that shameless sister-in-law, Ling Huanwu!"

A red dress that barely reached her knees was displayed in front of the group of aunties in the family compound.

"You tell me, if this nightgown is so private, and you didn't give it to my Shuyao, do you think he would go and rummage through your suitcase to find it?"

The aunties nodded in agreement.

"That's right. These kinds of intimate apparel were either given to her by herself or taken from her by a man. I never thought that Commander Zhou, with his illustrious reputation, would end up being cuckolded by this capitalist's daughter."

"So what if he's being cuckolded? How can you go around saying that Commander Zhou is no good? How will Commander Zhou ever be able to work in the army again?"

"A woman like this would be drowned in a pig cage in ancient times. As the saying goes, even a rabbit won't eat the grass near its burrow, yet she actually seduced her brother-in-law..."

"Quickly apologize to your sister-in-law! You almost ruined a perfectly good young man!"

The aunties chimed in with their own opinions, some criticizing, some disdainful, and some mocking.

Ling Huanwu was convicted based solely on a nightgown, and she was branded as a disgrace in the family compound.

Ling Huanwu's cold gaze swept over the group of aunties from all over the country, and finally met Song Yaoyao's undisguised malice in her eyes, and she couldn't help but chuckle slowly.

"Who told you that this nightgown was given to your son, Shuyao?"

Her calm and composed voice instantly interrupted the aunts' accusations, and they all stared at her in astonishment, not expecting that she could still laugh even after being caught red-handed.

Song Yaoyao was also stung by her laughter, a hint of unease flashing through her heart. She stiffened her neck and said righteously, "Of course it was my Shuyao who said it. He said that you begged him to give you the nightgown. If you don't believe me, everyone can go and see my Shuyao together!"

Ling Huanwu stared at her confident expression and roughly understood what had happened.

It's highly likely that Zhou Shuyao took advantage of her leaving the door open last night and stole her nightgown from the bedside table.

As for what he wanted to do with the nightgown, she couldn't be bothered to think about it.

But Song Yaoyao must have discovered the dress early in the morning and questioned Zhou Shuyao about it.

Feeling guilty, Zhou Shuyao lied and pinned all the blame on her.

After Ling Huanwu finished laughing, her face darkened. "You said it was Zhou Shuyao who said it, right? Then do you dare to let me confront him face to face?"

Song Yaoyao was stunned by her confident expression, and her face turned extremely ugly.

Seizing the fleeting look of panic on her face, Ling Huanwu pressed her advantage, "What, are you afraid that your Shuyao secretly likes me and stole my nightgown?"

"How could my Shuyao possibly steal from a capitalist's daughter like you? My Shuyao has bad teeth, and he would never be interested in an old woman like you who is older than him!"

Song Yaoyao raised her voice and roared angrily, clearly enraged by the word "like" in Ling Huanwu's mouth. She gritted her teeth and said, "If you want to confront each other, then confront each other. We'll all go and watch you confront each other. Don't come crying later saying you're ashamed and want to die!"

In this life, she was pregnant with his triplets, so how could Zhou Shuyao possibly have feelings for this old woman!

Seeing that things were escalating and there was some juicy gossip to be had, the aunties in the neighborhood all excitedly ran home, grabbed some melon seeds, and prepared to watch the drama unfold.

So, a large group of women from the family compound headed straight for where Zhou Shuyao was.

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A breeding farm.

The aunt who had gone ahead to scout the way returned and reported that Zhou Shuyao was currently in the farm's office.

Today, Zhou Jiuzhen introduced him to work here. Zhou Shuyao has to wait for Engineer Qiao to come back and sign the work points book before he goes out to work.

Ling Huanwu snatched the red nightgown from Song Yaoyao's hand and turned to go into the office.

Zhou Shuyao was sitting in his office, legs crossed, humming a tune.

Seeing Ling Huanwu enter, he quickly put his legs down, glancing guiltily elsewhere, but his words were directed at Ling Huanwu: "You're here to work too?"

Ling Huanwu didn't waste any words. She hid the nightgown behind her back and moved closer to him. "I came here specifically to ask you, Uncle. A red nightgown went missing from my house yesterday. Did you see it?"

"A red nightgown? I didn't see it. Did the wind blow it away?"

Zhou Shuyao's eyes darted around, and he didn't dare to look at her.

With just this one sentence, Song Yaoyao, who was eavesdropping outside, immediately changed her expression.

The other aunties crouching in the corner also had incredibly interesting expressions, looking at Song Yaoyao with meaningful glances.

Zhou Shuyao's statement "I didn't see it" directly contradicted Song Yaoyao's earlier claim that the nightgown was a gift from Ling Huanwu.

Zhou Shuyao inside had no idea that his conversation with his sister-in-law was being watched by a group of people outside.

Zhou Shuyao touched the spot on his face where Ling Huanwu had slapped him the night before, and continued to explain awkwardly, "I really haven't seen that nightgown, sister-in-law, you must have misunderstood something. When I went to see you last night, it was actually..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ling Huanwu pulled out the nightgown she had hidden behind her back, and laughed teasingly, "You haven't seen this nightgown before? How come your wife has mine? Did this nightgown grow legs and run away to your house by itself?"

Upon seeing the crumpled nightgown spread out before him, Zhou Shuyao's pupils dilated, and his face flushed instantly. The usually glib-tongued man stammered for a long time, unable to utter a single word.

"I...I'm not...I just..."

Suddenly, Zhou Shuyao caught a glimpse of a small stain on his nightgown out of the corner of his eye, and his face turned deathly pale.

His body reacted before his brain could process it; Zhou Shuyao rushed forward to snatch the nightgown from Ling Huanwu's hands, shouting anxiously, "Give it to me, give it to me, don't look..."

Ling Huanwu was completely confused, wondering why he was suddenly so agitated.

Seeing him chasing after her, she instinctively ran, taunting him as she ran, "Want me to give it to you? Fine, call me 'good sister-in-law' and I'll give it to you!"

The nightgown in his hand was evidence of his theft.

She wouldn't let him take her away.

Hearing the shouts and heavy breathing from inside, the women outside were already having all sorts of wild fantasies, imagining a hundred different scenarios of the sister-in-law and brother-in-law getting entangled.

Song Yaoyao's face turned ashen; she felt utterly humiliated and disgraced.

Unable to contain herself any longer, she kicked the door open, bursting through the flames and screaming, "Ling Huanwu, you still say you didn't seduce Shuyao? You actually cheated on me right here, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Shuyao was seen kneeling on the ground in humiliation, clutching the nightgown in his hand.

Ling Huanwu, dressed neatly, was looking down at Zhou Shuyao on the ground as if he were an ant.

The aunties looked at the shocking scene inside the house, exchanged bewildered glances, and were utterly disappointed.

They originally thought they would see a pleasing scene of the younger brother-in-law pressing down on his sister-in-law and kissing her.

But now, all that could be heard was Song Yaoyao rushing over with a howl and helping Zhou Shuyao up, then cursing at Ling Huanwu, "Ling Huanwu, I only said that the nightgown was a gift from you to give you face, and now you're still not done with it? You actually want my Shuyao to kneel down! If you don't kneel down and apologize today, I'll report you to the army!"

With just those two sentences, the women in the family compound, while munching on sunflower seeds, all stood behind Song Yaoyao, believing her words.

As Ling Huanwu listened to Song Yaoyao's ability to lie so easily once again, she also wondered what kind of magic she possessed.

As soon as she opens her mouth, everyone will believe him!

She clapped her hands, looked at the group of family members in front of her, and said firmly, "Since you believe her and not me, then I will call the police. This nightgown of mine costs a hundred yuan. I want the person who stole my nightgown and dirtied it to not only go to the police station, but also pay me a hundred yuan!"