Chapter 133: Countless Men in the World

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Wen Mubai reacted quickly and hurried to Tang Banxia’s side. “Honey, I don’t know her!”

Tang Banxia shot him a sideways glance. “Isn’t that Sheng Zhiqing? You don’t recognize her?”

“What Sheng Zhiqing? That’s just a crazy old woman! She stopped me right after I came down the mountain, babbling nonsense,” Wen Mubai complained plaintively.

Sheng Qianqian’s face flushed red, then pale, then blue. She glanced at Tang Banxia and then Wen Mubai, snorting, “Tang Zhiqing, don’t be so petty. I’m only concerned about Wen Zhiqing.”

Before Tang Banxia could respond, Wen Mubai flared up. “Who do you think you are? I have a wife; I don’t need your concern. Mind your own business!”

“You...” Sheng Qianqian was furious, pointing at Wen Mubai for a long moment, then turning her anger on Tang Banxia. “What do you mean by this? Wen Zhiqing isn’t allowed to talk to a woman?”

“That’s right, Wen Zhiqing married you, but he’s his own person. You have no right to control everything about him. Besides...” Sheng Qianqian crossed her arms, looking Tang Banxia up and down with contempt, “If it weren’t for your shamelessness back then, how could Wen Zhiqing have married you!”

She had done her homework: it was Tang Banxia, this shameless woman, who drugged Wen Zhiqing, forcing him to marry her.

And after marriage, this woman had always been domineering towards Wen Zhiqing, leading to rumors that he was a kept man, a pretty boy living off her, all to control him.

“None of your damn business!” Wen Mubai noticed his wife’s smile growing wider, his little heart pounding nervously. He struck first: “What happens between my wife and me is none of your business. Your home’s by the sea, mind your own affairs!”

Wen Mubai glared fiercely and ruthlessly put Sheng Qianqian down.

Sheng Qianqian’s face flushed dark red, tears welling in the corners of her eyes, looking pitifully at Wen Mubai, then at the indifferent Tang Banxia beside him. She became even more convinced that Wen Zhiqing was being oppressed by Tang Banxia.

“Wen Zhiqing, don’t be afraid. I can help you.” Her father was the director of the Jiang Province Revolutionary Committee, far higher in rank than a small county revolutionary committee director.

With that thought, her arrogance returned. “Be wise and release Wen Zhiqing, or I’ll make sure you regret it.”

Tang Banxia: ???

She hadn’t uttered a single word the entire time, but the fool before her was clearly imagining a grand drama in his mind.

Tang Banxia responded dryly, “Have you finished scooping the cesspit?”

Had he forgotten? She was still a ‘convicted person.’ Every household in the village depended on her.

After all, mucking out the cesspit was a filthy, humiliating job—few could endure it for more than half a year.

But Sheng Qianqian was a marvel. From her initial bitterness, she was now scooping quickly and well.

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From what she knew, Song Weimin was already scheming to extend her “sentence.”

Sheng Qianqian’s face stiffened. At that moment, Wen Mubai waved his hand in front of his face, “Honey, why do I smell a stench? Where is it coming from?”

He even pretended to sniff, searching for the source of the smell, finally fixing his gaze on Sheng Qianqian with undisguised disgust.

“Sheng Zhiqing, did you wash up after mucking out the cesspit?”

Then he noticed the pastries in her hand. Remembering she claimed they were a gift for him, he grimaced in disgust.

Sheng Qianqian: …

Completely broken!

She tossed the pastries aside and immediately turned to run!

Tears streaming down her face, she muttered curses under her breath at Tang Banxia.

Yes, Tang Banxia.

Wen Zhiqing must have been coerced by that vicious woman Tang Banxia, or he wouldn’t have treated him this way.

“Ugh~”

Not watching where she was going, Sheng Qianqian collided head-on with a figure and fell to the ground.

“Are you blind? Watch where you’re going!”

Xu Guiming stumbled but quickly steadied himself and apologized, “Sorry, Sheng Zhiqing. Are you okay?”

Sheng Qianqian was no easy person; now she was even more petulant. “What do you think?”

She gave him a disdainful glare. “Help me up!”

Xu Guiming quickly helped her up, his face full of embarrassment. “Sheng Zhiqing, let me help you back. Your foot…”

“Don’t pretend to be kind!” Sheng Qianqian shoved him away and limped back.

Xu Guiming’s face darkened for a moment, then cleared. He hurried to keep pace beside her, mumbling apologies.

Sheng Qianqian had been in a bad mood, but seeing Xu Guiming’s humble demeanor lifted her spirits a bit, though she still maintained an air of pride.

Only when they returned to the New Zhiqing Point did she relent, flicking her chin, “I forgive you. Now go!”

She turned to enter the courtyard, planning to go back and take a bath. Wen Mubai’s earlier antics had indeed wounded Sheng Qianqian’s fragile heart.

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“Wait!” Xu Guiming called out just as she was about to enter.

Sheng Qianqian reluctantly turned around to hear him stammer, “Banxia, she…”

“What did she say to you?” The man before her looked pained, his eyes filled with sorrow. “I apologize on her behalf. I hope Sheng Zhiqing won’t take it out on her.”

Looking at him, Sheng Qianqian suddenly had an epiphany. She didn’t rush back to wash but limped over to Xu Guiming, scrutinizing him. “Do you like Tang Banxia?”

Xu Guiming’s face instantly flushed. “No, I don’t. Don’t say that. I… I just happened to be on the same train as Tang Zhiqing. I was just a bit more considerate toward her.”

He glanced nervously around, as if confessing unwillingly.

Sheng Qianqian suddenly smiled. “So that’s how it is~”

She didn’t press further but instead invited him, “Xu Zhiqing, you haven’t been to our New Zhiqing Point, right? Come in for some hot water.”

Xu Guiming hesitated for a moment, then followed her into the courtyard.

Elsewhere.

After Sheng Qianqian ran off, Wen Mubai cautiously watched Tang Banxia’s expression. “Honey, you’re not angry, are you?”

“No.” Tang Banxia had dug a basket of rotten soil and was ready to go home.

Wen Mubai stared at her for a while, as if trying to discern whether she was telling the truth. Seeing Tang Banxia’s usual calm expression, he relaxed but felt a bit disappointed.

He quickly brightened. “Honey, let me carry it for you.”

Tang Banxia let him tag along. She really wasn’t angry about what happened today. Sheng Qianqian was obviously not very smart.

If even she could stir trouble under Tang Banxia’s nose, it would only prove one thing: Wen Mubai was a man who couldn’t be trusted.

Tang Banxia was clear-headed to the point of coldness. She would never waste energy on a man.

There were millions of men in the world; if one didn’t work out, she would simply find another.

She never imagined that one day, the woman she despised most, Sheng Qianqian, would pull a big stunt on her...