Chapter 992: Chapter 993: Capable of Anything Chapter 992: Chapter 993: Capable of Anything âFind an opportunity to go into town, and Iâll set up a meeting with her. Whatever you want to do, Iâll pretend I donât know!â Zou Xiaoling said through gritted teeth.
When Chiang Baohe thought of Yu Chunyuâs seductive appearance, his heart stirred.
But he also knew that to act on it now would be very risky. âWhat if she goes and reports me?â
âIâll testify for you, say that sheâs the one who seduced you!â Zou Xiaoling said.
âAre you ****ing crazy?â Chiang Baohe kicked her. âWho would believe that?â
As for him, he barely managed to find a wife with the help of the Boss. Who else would seduce him? He wouldnât believe it even if he said it himself!
Zou Xiaoling was also somewhat at a loss. Yes, who would believe she seduced him? But then, how did she end up believing it herself?
âYou just make sure she doesnât get away. If this really works out, would she dare to make a fuss? If word gets out, does she still want her reputation? Does she still want her job? Wonât she be the subject of gossip everywhere she goes? Can she withstand that?â
Thatâs right, it was these words that had frightened her back then. How could Yu Chunyu not be scared?
Zou Xiaoling said with an expressionless face.
âSo, will you be the one to scare her when the time comes?â
Chiang Baohe directly used the word âscare.â
âFine.â Zou Xiaoling agreed without a second thought.
âDid you take the wrong pills today?â Chiang Baohe looked at her suspiciously. Ever since this woman married him, she had been acting like a corpse every day, either motionless or constantly crying, and hardly spoke to him at all. And today sheâd actually taken the initiative to help him with this?
Zou Xiaoling lifted her clothes, revealing several purplish bruises on her body, and looked at him with a pained smile. âIâve had enough of you! Chiang Baohe, I canât have children anyway. Iâll do you this favor, get Yu Chunyu for you, on one conditionâyou let me go! We get a divorce! After that, I promise Iâll stay far away from you all, and I wonât say a word! Just agree, and Iâll help you!â
With that said, Chiang Baohe actually believed her.
Zou Xiaoling had always been thinking about leaving him. She might really do anything to make it happen.
Besides, he was tired of Zou Xiaoling too. The chance to try out a new woman seemed rather good.
For Chiang Baohe, with Zou Xiaoling already a âsuccessful caseâ under his belt, he wasnât very afraid or worried. In his view, women were probably all so easy to handle.
âAs long as I can get that woman with the surname Yu, Iâll divorce you,â he told Zou Xiaoling.
Once the seeds of evil are sown, they quickly grow into a rotten tree, blooming with black flowers.
Chiang Xiao and her grandparents returned to do a big cleanup on the twenty-eighth.
As soon as they entered the village, many villagers greeted them. In the past, the Chiang Laoer family of three was almost completely ignored, moving about with a cloud of gloominess hovering over them, attracting mostly idle chatter and curses. But now, with their return, most villagers met them with smiling faces.
People are pragmatic.
Chiang Xiao knew this, so some people she would hold a grudge against, but others, she simply smiled and let it go.
Chiang Xiao came back holding Little Snowball. A few children saw the kitten, so white and fluffy, and were amazed, wanting to come over and play with it.
But Chiang Xiao didnât let them play with Snowball because she had discovered these past few days that Snowball, despite looking fluffy and cute, was actually very fierce. And strangely, it could recognize people: it wouldnât show its claws to those who were close to her, but strangers or people she didnât like, as soon as they approached, it would bare its claws.
While they were cleaning up, the door to the Old Chiang Familyâs courtyard was open, but no one came out, not even Chiang Yuequn.
As Chiang Xiao wondered, she suddenly heard someone shouting outside: âUncle Songtao! Your esteemed guests on the mountain ran into a wild boar!â