My Scheming Little Devil

She incessantly attempted to find Jun Huang’s shadow in him.

Her trance-like state didn’t catch his attention but did trigger Mei’s dissatisfaction.

Mei kept looking back, glaring at her with eyes filled with wariness and barely concealable pride.

The wariness stemmed from her feeling threatened by this foreign woman. Although pregnant, the woman was very beautiful and had an elegant manner of speaking; she was surely one of those female university graduates and must share common topics with her husband.

Of course, she feared her husband would be seduced by this woman, because this damned woman always looked at him with a gaze full of deep affection and longing, feigning a pale and sorrowful appearance, pitiful and utterly nauseating.

Pride came from the fact that even this beautiful woman was coveting her husband, but what of it? No matter the longing, he was her husband, and she wouldn’t allow him to be stolen.

A sharp glint flitted across the depths of Mei’s eyes; if she found out anything, she would never let this woman off.

"Hey, stop looking. Didn’t you see that woman glaring at you like a fighting hen?" Ling Kong wore a cautious expression, "Let’s head back and rest early. Let’s not stir up trouble."

Ye Lu knew it would be better to avoid provoking Mei, a bold and brash woman, but she didn’t want to leave.

It was as if she was subconsciously attracted to this man, hoping to find a semblance of solace and comfort in his familiar aura and style.

Even with a different face and voice, just looking at his similar silhouette made her feel as though Jun Huang was alive and sitting right beside her.

Several days of hopeless searching had left her losing confidence, her heart brimming with anxiety and unease.

Seeing that she ignored her warning glare and kept looking, Mei was furious.

Turning her head, she picked up a large bowl of alcohol with a smile, swiveled around, and approached Ye Lu.

"As a guest staying at Aunt Li’s home, you are a guest of our entire village. As a guest, I shall toast you."

After speaking, she enthusiastically picked up a large bowl, pouring out a generous serving for Ye Lu, choosing the strongest liquor with the highest alcohol content. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Recognizing her aggressive stance, Ye Lu knew she was being deliberately difficult. She calmly raised her head and spoke seriously: "I’m pregnant, I cannot drink."

Mei’s face soured instantly, sneering disdainfully:

"Are city women really so delicate? In our village, which woman can’t drink when pregnant and giving birth to children? It’s not like you have to drink much. Just a little bit won’t do anything. You’re just making excuses. Our village folks are going out of their way to help you find your husband, and you look down on us, don’t you? You’re not showing us respect!"

With this heavy loft accusation coming down, Ye Lu inwardly cursed her luck. This was deliberately stirring up trouble between her and the villagers, with the latter showing signs of displeasure.

Indeed, their local customs were fierce, with men and women, young and old, all accustomed to drinking from an early age. They really didn’t believe a few sips would affect a pregnant woman.

Seeing how Ye Lu was disrespecting their way, they obviously became irritated.

Those who were already drunk began to slap tables and chairs, shouting whether she was disrespecting their rural folk, ready to leap up and make a scene.

The atmosphere was so tense that Ye Lu understood she could not offend these people; otherwise, with these drinkers impulsively driven, someone might pick up a gun from the corner and shoot her dead.

Her fists clenched tightly, she was in a difficult position but decided to grit her teeth, pick up the bowl, and take a small sip, looking for a way to appease the situation.

"Let me do it," Ling Kong said, furrowing his brows and reaching for the bowl in her hand.

"Ah, that won’t do." Mei held his hand down, provocatively lifting her chin, "Whoever is supposed to drink must drink. No substitutes allowed."