"What are you trying to do, standing here suspiciously outside my yard?" Song Yinhua asked coldly.
Han Zhiyuan sensed Song Yinhua's coldness. "Why aren't you happy to see me?"
"We're not even close, why should we be happy?"
"I stood up for your family!"
Song Yinhua countered, "When did this happen?"
"Song Yinhua, this is so mean!" Han Zhiyuan shook the water droplets off his hands. "I came here injured and on crutches to stand up for your family, and instead of thanking me, you treat me like this?"
"Oh, I remember now!"
Han Zhiyuan was pleasantly surprised, "You finally remembered?"
"Is it the night your great-uncle said you and your ex-wife who ran away with the money spent the night at his house? It's only been three or four days, I remember it very clearly."
Song Yinhua's words were like another bucket of cold water poured over Han Zhiyuan's head.
"What brings you to me so late? Is it related to your wife running away with the money?" Song Yinhua asked innocently. "I feel so sorry for you. Your wife ran away with the money, leaving behind three children, the youngest of whom is less than two months old. You also have to take care of your sick father. I feel so sorry for you."
When Han Zhiyuan heard that Song Yinhua sympathized with him, he felt that there was hope.
He pretended to be pitiful and played the victim.
He said his wife ran away with the money and hid at a relative's house in Tangzhuang. When he went to find her, he was beaten up and kicked out.
He did not spend the night in Tangzhuang with his wife.
“Your great-uncle is deliberately slandering me to ruin your impression of me. Don’t believe that old man.”
"Do I need anyone to ruin my impression of you?" Song Yinhua said, turning to go back.
"I really didn't spend the night with my wife. I have my heart set on you." Han Zhiyuan explained tenderly, "My wife ran away with the money, leaving me and our three children behind. I hate her so much. Please don't misunderstand me."
"Han Zhiyuan, you don't need to explain to an outsider like me. What you and your wife have to do with each other is your family matter and has nothing to do with me."
"How can it not be related?" Han Zhiyuan hurriedly explained, "My wife and I didn't register our marriage when we got married. We were never considered husband and wife. It was only after I got married and registered that we were considered to have been married for the first time."
"What's it to me?"
Han Zhiyuan was taken aback. Ever since he met Song Yinhua in his previous life, he didn't think he had ever heard her swear.
"Yinhua, I just want to be honest with you about my situation."
"You don't need to report your situation to an outsider like me," Song Yinhua said, turning around and going back.
Seeing that she was about to leave, Han Zhiyuan became anxious: "Song Yinhua, I stood up for you, are you just going to leave like this? Don't you even want to say thank you?"
Song Yinhua turned to look at Han Zhiyuan, "What kind of gesture do you want?"
"I was smitten with you the moment I saw you," Han Zhiyuan said meaningfully. "I've never been so attached to a woman before, I..."
What exactly are you trying to say?
"Song Yinhua, I love you, marry me!" Han Zhiyuan blurted out his proposal in a moment of passion.
He had already planned it on his way here. First, he would use the pretense of standing up for the Song family to make Song Yinhua feel favorably toward him, and then use his injury to coax Song Yinhua into helping him take care of the child temporarily.
Then you can continue along the path from your previous life.
He secretly spread rumors that they were dating, showed her extra care and concern, made her feel his attention and love, and made her pity and sympathize with him so that she would repay him with her body.
"You're insane!" Song Yinhua cursed.
"Song Yinhua, I love you so much, and you call me crazy?" Han Zhiyuan was furious at being ignored. "I always thought you were a kind and gentle girl, but I never expected you to treat my feelings for you so badly!"
Song Yinhua was also furious. In her past life, he had betrayed her after using her, and his children had driven her to her death. How dare he come back to her and talk about love?
How disgusting!
Song Yinhua opened the courtyard gate and said to Han Zhiyuan, "What do you love about me? Do you love that I'm strong? Do you love that I can work? Do you love that I can take care of your paralyzed father and your three young children?"
Han Zhiyuan was surprised that Song Yinhua had revealed his thoughts, and he didn't know how to react for a moment.
"Han Zhiyuan, I can tell you this now, give up on that idea!"
Song Yinhua turned and went into the courtyard, when Han Zhiyuan suddenly grabbed her.
"Yinhua, I'm serious about you. I've never had any designs on you. I want to marry you simply because I love you. If you marry me, you only need to play with my children for a while each day. I'll take care of everything else. I won't feel wronged..."
"Let go!" Song Yinhua tried her best but couldn't shake off Han Zhiyuan's hand.
“Yinhua, I really won’t wrong you. It won’t be long before I’m rich again. Then I’ll hire ten or eight nannies, and you’ll be a mistress if you marry me… Ah…” Han Zhiyuan’s head was hit by the foot basin in Song Yinhua’s hand.
"Han Zhiyuan, do you think everyone else is a fool who can't see through your little schemes? Do you think you're the only one who's so clever?" Song Yinhua gave him a cold look. "Don't come looking for me again. There's no future for us in this lifetime!"
Han Zhiyuan's head throbbed from the basin Song Yinhua had kicked, and he became enraged. He rushed over and hugged Song Yinhua tightly, saying, "I'm sincere with you. What do you want me to do to make you believe me?"
"Han Zhiyuan, let go of me! I'm calling for help!"
"Go ahead and shout it out, let everyone in your village see us hugging and kissing!" Han Zhiyuan said as he kissed her.
"Hey, Han, let go of my sister!" Song Baogen sprinted and jumped, kicking Han Zhiyuan away.
Song Erzhuang and Qiao Guilan seemed to have heard the commotion outside, and the two immediately ran out.
"Who's at the gate? Who is it?"
Song Erzhuang's rough shouts terrified Han Zhiyuan.
Song Baogen's kick almost killed him. His father, Song Erzhuang, was so strong that if he were to fight him, he would have killed him with one punch!
Song Baogen called out, "Dad, it's me, Baogen."
"Baogen, why are you only getting off work now? I saved some dinner for you, go and eat." Song Erzhuang and Qiao Guilan went back into the house together.
Song Baogen walked up to Han Zhiyuan and said, "If you dare to bully my older sister again, I'll kill you!"
Han Zhiyuan explained, "My feelings for your older sister are genuine, I truly want to marry her... Ah!"
Song Yinhua slapped him across the face with a basin again, yelling, "Keep dreaming!"
The siblings entered the yard together. Han Zhiyuan angrily punched the ground, not understanding where he had gone wrong.
How could he have gotten her so easily in his past life, and now he's causing so much trouble?
What exactly is the problem?
-
A few days later.
Qiao Guilan is helping to take care of her granddaughter at her sister-in-law's house.
She finally managed to coax Erniu's daughter to sleep, and then sat in the main room with her sister-in-law, Tang Suxiang, chatting about everyday things.
Tang Suxiang brought up the matter of Song Erzhuang wanting to apologize to her via radio broadcast, but then changed his mind. She pressed Qiao Guilan for the reason.
Qiao Guilan was afraid that Tang Suxiang would think that she was pushing her daughter out as a shield because she was preventing her man from broadcasting on time.
"It's Yinhua. She won't let her dad apologize to you."
Tang Suxiang didn't say anything, but her resentment towards Song Yinhua grew even stronger.
“My daughter Yinhua’s temper is getting worse and worse. She won’t let her dad apologize to you, she pushes him, and asks him for her bankbook to check the accounts and find out where her dad has taken her salary.”
Qiao Guilan sought recognition and acceptance by sacrificing her own daughter.
When Tang Suxiang heard that Song Yinhua wanted to check the accounts, she advised Qiao Guilan: "Guilan, I'm not saying this to be mean, but you need to keep a close eye on your daughter Yinhua. She talks to my dad without any respect or manners. If she gets married, her in-laws will scold you for not raising your daughter well."
"My daughter's grown up, and even her father can't control her anymore, so I'm even less able to..."
Ding ding ding ding...
The sudden sound of a gong interrupted their conversation.
"Fortune telling? Who needs their fortune told? This master is the number one fortune teller in the world, with uncanny foresight..."
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