Chapter 331 - 323 Makes Ye Cheng the Scapegoat (Part 3 of the Night Series)

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Chapter 331: 323 Makes Ye Cheng the Scapegoat (Part 3 of the Night Series)Xiaofeng glanced at the crowd and spoke softly, "Thirty thousand." The villagers were astonished. It really was thirty thousand, so was it true that Xiaofeng had slept with that boss? "Xiaofeng, you...?" Zhang Chunying was somewhat disbelieving at first, but with Xiaofeng’s own admission of thirty thousand, there was nothing left unclear. "Xiaofeng, the truth definitely isn’t what everyone’s thinking. Please explain quickly." The Third Aunt was almost frantic by the side; there was no way Xiaofeng could be that kind of person. "Xiaofeng, you really did ’that’ with Boss Huang." Ma Donghua felt that it was highly probable. Whether her older brother’s family had money or not, she and Guisheng were fully aware. Searᴄh the nôᴠel Fire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. She thought so. The sudden improvement in her older brother’s family’s life had to have some trickery behind it. "Sister-in-law," Yuejuan tugged at Ma Donghua, "what are you blabbering about? Xiaofeng is definitely not that kind of person." It’s one thing for strangers to gossip, but Donghua was Xiaofeng’s own aunt. Joining in on this talk was like making a spectacle for others, wasn’t it? Under such circumstances, if it had been before, she would definitely have been eager to join in on the excitement. But thinking about it, if Xiaofeng was really wronged and she made a scene, it would surely be embarrassing, and Xiaofeng would definitely not want Guisheng to follow her to work. After some thought, she decided to wait and see what was actually going on. "Everybody heard it, didn’t they? She, Su Xiaofeng, admitted to thirty thousand herself—it wasn’t fifteen hundred. So..." Before Hu Xiulan could finish, she heard Xiaofeng’s airy question, "Speaking of Boss Huang, I’d like to ask my aunt, what kind of job is Xiaotao doing in the city, and how did she come to know a big boss like Boss Huang?" "Of course, she’s doing a job to earn money," Hu Xiulan said haughtily, "No matter what job it is, it’s better than yours. Look at yourself. First, you come back with an illegitimate child, and then you do ’that’ with Boss Huang—it’s truly shameless." People would say, a girl with bad behavior is the same everywhere. Listening to Hu Xiulan’s words, Xiaofeng’s expression turned cool as she looked at the straw pile not far behind her. It was there that the original soul had been knocked to death, and where she from the twenty-first century had transmigrated. Just when everyone thought Su Xiaofeng was too guilty to respond, Su Xiaofeng suddenly snatched a hoe from Guaizi’s hand and threw it toward the straw pile a short distance away. Xiaofeng’s action made most people instinctively step aside. That was a hoe, which certainly didn’t have eyes. Hu Xiulan thought Su Xiaofeng had raised the hoe to throw it at her. Watching as the hoe nearly flew over her head, coming closer and closer, she shut her eyes, feeling that she might be about to die from a hoe blow. With a tremble, it felt as if some liquid had begun to flow from her crotch. She— Then came the clanging sound as the hoe stuck firmly in the middle of the straw pile, just like an arrow shot out, solid, steady, and swift. Everyone stared in surprise at the skill Xiaofeng had just displayed. "I smell a stink of urine," another villager moved his nose, sensing something amiss in the air, as if someone had urinated nearby. "Ah, aunt, I just thought my dad holding that hoe was getting in the way, which is why I thought to throw it out; how did I scare you into wetting yourself?" Xiaofeng glanced at the ground where Hu Xiulan was standing. There was a fresh puddle of yellow liquid on the ground, clearly from a certain source, and with such a strong smell, it was difficult for the people nearby to ignore. While everyone was puzzled about the source of the urine smell and looked under Hu Xiulan’s feet, they all began to cover their mouths, "Hu Xiulan, that’s really embarrassing. You’re a grown person and you still pee your pants." Hu Xiulan, both ashamed and annoyed, snatched the hoe from Su Changgeng’s hand and aimed it at Xiaofeng, that wretched girl daring to make fun of her; she wasn’t going to let Su Xiaofeng get away with it: "You wretched girl, you did it on purpose." Before she could take action with the hoe in her hand, Xiaofeng beat her to it by snatching the hoe from Hu Xiulan’s hand, repeating the same action and hurling the hoe away. The crowd: "—." Both times it landed steadily next to the straw pile, perfectly aimed, just like shooting an arrow. Xiaofeng gently patted her hands together, her relaxed and comfortable demeanor as if she’d just returned from the fields, "Everyone knows that Su Dada cherished me when I was younger, but what you don’t know is that Su Dada taught me some moves. It’s not just this distance; even if it’s further away, I can still throw an object over there, just like shooting. As long as I lock my eyes on the target, I can hit it from a distance." Xiaofeng’s words caused a subtle shift in the villagers’ expressions. Everyone knew that Su Dada had been on the battlefield and was a hero with remarkable dexterity. "What does this have to do with you taking someone’s thirty thousand yuan?" a villager muttered. "On that day, my dad was injured by falling rocks, his life hanging by a thread. Seeing the severity of my dad’s injuries, Boss Huang didn’t want to send him to hospital, looking to settle the matter with cash instead. He said he’d give me thirty thousand yuan if I didn’t send my dad to the hospital. There were several fellow villagers present at the time, they can vouch for this." Xiaofeng’s voice wasn’t loud, but its impact was strong. "Yes, Boss Huang did say that back then." Su Wu’s dad was working in the mines with Guaizi; he was there at the time. "So that money from Boss Huang was blood money?" someone asked. "I insisted on getting to a hospital. Boss Huang wasn’t willing, so I had to find Sixth Uncle myself. If it weren’t for Sixth Uncle’s timely arrival, my father would have definitely died from excessive blood loss," Xiaofeng didn’t respond to the villager’s comment, but continued, "After knowing my dad was safe, of course I felt relieved, and naturally, I also had to seek compensation from Boss Huang." Everyone held their breath as Xiaofeng spoke, wanting to hear a clearer account of the events. "As everyone has seen, I’m quite skilled, and not just one Boss Huang— even two Boss Huangs wouldn’t be a match for me. Why would I need to sleep with him? I could just kick him, and he’d be so disoriented that he’d pull out the thirty thousand from his bag and hand it over to me," Xiaofeng said, and with that, kicked Liu An, who had just approached the crowd. "Ouch!" Liu An immediately rolled on the ground like a sweet potato, tumbling around several times. Su Xiaotao had wanted to join Liu An to watch the excitement, but she was startled when Liu An was immediately knocked down by Su Xiaofeng. The villagers, seeing Liu An’s sorry state, laughed uproariously, but they felt more trust in Xiaofeng’s recent statements. It was clear that she had trained with Su Dada. "You’re saying that Boss Huang tried to give you trouble, but ended up knocked down by you, so he gave you thirty thousand yuan directly," the village chief frowned, pondering the plausibility of the events. "To be precise, I did not lay hands on him. He fell into the mud pit by himself while walking carelessly. Initially, I wanted to leave him, but Boss Huang insisted on giving me the money to help him out. As everyone knows, I have a kind heart, so I gave him a hand. Boss Huang, grateful for my actions, insisted on stuffing the thirty thousand yuan into my hands. He dared to offer it, so, of course, I dared to take it. Am I right?" This really wasn’t a big deal; it was only because the sum was significant that everyone was making such a fuss. "You’re lying. That’s not what Boss Huang told me. He said that you asked for a high price directly. He didn’t want to give it, but seeing your beauty, he got lustful and said that as long as you agreed to spend a night with him, he’d give you thirty thousand yuan. Don’t think you can fool everyone with a few lies. We’re not that gullible." The nonchalance in Xiaofeng’s account infuriated Su Xiaotao. Her words were taken lightly, but the reality was far from it. Xiaofeng, unbothered, looked calmly at Xiaotao, with an even tone, "Taozi, from the sound of it, you seem quite familiar with Boss Huang. He shares everything with you. I’ve been meaning to ask how you know him. Didn’t you meet at some place in the county?" "Su Xiaofeng, don’t slander me. Do you think I, Su Xiaotao, am like you, indecent and immodest? I’d rather die of hunger or exhaustion than go to such disreputable places," Xiaotao retorted. "That’s hard to say. Even if you don’t want to go, maybe your man wants you there—to make quick money, after all," Xiaofeng had no more pleasantries for Xiaotao. "Don’t spout nonsense. I, Liu An, may not be a model of virtue, but I would never let my wife work in a hair salon," Liu An could not admit such a dishonorable thing. Xiaofeng feigned sudden realization: "So, Xiaotao works at the hair salon. No wonder she knows so many rich bosses. Turns out, Taozi works at a hair salon," Xiaofeng said. Su Xiaotao, panicked and enraged, wished she could sew Xiaofeng’s mouth shut. What hair salon? She had never been there. "Don’t fill the air with lies. I meant that Xiaotao wouldn’t go to places like a hair salon," Liu An clarified. "I said Taozi must have met Boss Huang in the county, but I never mentioned Heaven’s Hair Salon. You’re the one who told me," Xiaofeng’s lips curved in a slight smirk as she looked thoughtfully at Taozi, "So, you work at the hair salon? Your salary must be quite high." "I’m not!" Taozi glared at Xiaofeng furiously. If looks could kill, her gaze would have slain Su Xiaofeng hundreds of times over: "Su Xiaofeng, you say you have skills. If that’s the case, how come you still got forced half a year ago? With your skills, even Boss Huang isn’t your match, who could lay a finger on you?" Of course, Su Xiaotao could not let everyone know she worked at the hair salon. If people found out she worked there, they would mock and disdain her behind her back. "Exactly," Liu An stood up: "Nothing happened between us that day, yet your belly started growing. Or are you saying, before you were with me, you had already been with someone...?" "The child in my belly is Ye Cheng’s," Xiaofeng replied with a light smile: "When I tumbled down the slope, I knocked myself unconscious. It was Ye Cheng who saved me. It’s just that, when I came to, I had a memory lapse and forgot about that part." In her heart, Xiaofeng silently apologized: Ye Cheng, sorry, but at this moment, I can only use you as a scapegoat. You probably won’t mind being the baby’s father.

Chapter 331 - 323 Makes Ye Cheng the Scapegoat (Part 3 of the Night Series)

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