The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 63: Fu Meng

The north wind howled, biting cold, as if it could cut through one’s skin and flesh.

Yu Tingwan headed up the mountain, burying her head deeper, finding it hard to tread.

On the way, many villagers visiting relatives stopped to glance when they saw her.

Who didn’t know that this girl, on the eve of New Year’s, had rushed to the old Wei Family house and almost made Mrs. Wei have a stroke.

Zhuang Mei spread nasty rumors outside.

She said the second wife was sharp-tongued, disrespectful to elders, and fiercely aggressive.

She said that the girl showed her face everywhere and would eventually run off with some wild man.

Noticing their gaze, Yu Tingwan slowly looked up and recognized a few who had helped when she moved out of the Hu Family.

The girl had black hair and pale skin, her apricot eyes shimmering like spring water, becoming more beautiful the more one looked, and she even smiled at them.

After she greeted them and walked away, the crowd was still in a daze.

"Whatever else you say, Wan Niang’s looks are impeccable."

"Hu Dazhu still isn’t back? If he knew Wan Niang got married, and moreover to that Wei Family, he’d probably cause a scene."

The Du Family’s daughter-in-law had a good impression of Yu Tingwan: "I think Wan Niang is good. Didn’t you hear, Dr. Qian went to her home on New Year’s Eve, and when Wei Shen had an accident, Uncle Shouzhong was out, without Wan Niang, Aunt Hui would have panicked."

Hui Niang’s temper is good, nothing like Zhuang Mei’s.

What’s this about showing her face?

What, women aren’t allowed to go out?

It’s laughable.

Who doesn’t know that Hu Yaozu is the most successful in the village.

The Du Family’s daughter-in-law thought that if Yu Tingwan had any ulterior motives, she would have already used her looks to take advantage.

What could Wei Shen’s role be?

The woman next to her also nodded: "If they said Wan Niang angered someone else, I’d believe it, but to say she angered Mrs. Wei, how is that possible."

Who is Mrs. Wei?

Someone who throws tantrums and even grabs a kitchen knife if things go south.

Didn’t you see even Granny Fan avoids her when she sees her?

A reckless and fierce rogue, and Yu Tingwan is just a young girl, could she really be tougher?

Besides, is everyone in the main house dead?

Can they really do nothing about Wan Niang?

Someone motioned towards the old Wei Family house: "Zhuang Mei is spreading lies about her niece-in-law, isn’t she afraid of retribution from heaven."

At least make it believable.

"Hasn’t she done enough wicked things?"

"Zhuang Mei is no saint. Back then, when my Da Zhuang had a conflict with Wei Qintian, the two were still children, fighting and arguing is common, and when Wei Qintian couldn’t win, he broke half a tooth. She directly clawed my Da Zhuang’s face bloody! Pah, just thinking about it makes me mad."

"Mrs. Wei is even more notorious. Her hands are sticky, every time she passes my field, she steals vegetables. And when I caught her, she outright refused to admit it."

"Whenever she came to my house, she’d help herself to anything on the table, even the kitchen room she’d wander into, putting anything she saw into her mouth."

As they were saying this, the Du Family’s daughter-in-law looked in a direction: "Isn’t that Old Man Zhou? Why is he heading up the mountain too?"

The mountain path was not easy to walk, each step sinking the calf deep in snow.

Yu Tingwan was aware of the unpleasant rumors outside as well.

But she didn’t want to care, nor did she let Hui Niang care.

Who has the energy for all that.

After all, she had vented on the entire main family and felt better.

The girl, afraid of falling, picked up a stick to tap in front of her, worried she might misstep. So, she didn’t walk fast.

The farther she walked, the denser the vegetation became.

In the basket, there were wild fruits, mushrooms, fresh bamboo shoots, but no ginseng root.

Tired, Yu Tingwan would stop to rest and drink some water.

She felt a bit defeated, as Wei Shen’s health was getting worse.

Then, footsteps sounded from behind.

Yu Tingwan looked back cautiously and saw the sneaky Old Man Zhou.

Old Man Zhou showed a mouthful of yellow teeth: "Isn’t this Wan Niang."

Yu Tingwan frowned, feeling unlucky, even on the mountain she could run into Old Man Zhou, known for inappropriate relations with his daughter-in-law.

Matchmaker Liu earned quite a bit of unethical money over the years, so the Zhou Family’s food wouldn’t be lacking. Yet Old Man Zhou, with a small build, remained short and thin no matter how well-fed.

Yu Tingwan continued forward, unwilling to deal with such a person.

But Old Man Zhou caught up: "You’ve been heading here these days, see how thinly dressed you are, your face is red from the cold."

He glanced at the basket: "I know the Wei Family is poor, but how can they let a girl like you go up the mountain for food? Aren’t they bullying you because you’re new to the family?"

"Pity you for marrying a man bedridden, who can’t treat you well."

If he were the man, he would have pampered such a pretty wife.

The old, ugly Old Man Zhou was really repulsive.

Yu Tingwan’s face grew grim: "It’s none of your business how my family runs."

"How my husband is, is also not for you to comment on."

Old Man Zhou had always known how pretty Hu Dazhu’s niece was, but could only feel it itching in his heart.

But now he dared to act on his ugly desires.

So what, what can Hu Dazhu do even if he’s protective?

If he could get Yu Tingwan, she wouldn’t even have time to cover up, who dared to speak out?

This was a good place, even if Yu Tingwan tried to run, she couldn’t escape, who’d come to her rescue?

Once it was done, he’d have leverage, and Yu Tingwan would have to obey him from then on.

The more he thought, the more heated he got.

"I’ve got hot buns here, filled with meat, I’m sure you haven’t had any, I brought them especially for you."

Yu Tingwan initially didn’t understand why Old Man Zhou was here, constantly trying to get close to her. But after seeing his blatant lecherous gaze, a chill spread down her spine.

A man who’d even climb into his daughter-in-law’s bed had no sense of honor.

Yu Tingwan quickly surveyed her surroundings, feeling her heart sink.

To manipulate someone, you must find their weak point.

Yu Tingwan could threaten Matchmaker Liu with her misconduct. But no matter how strong the girl was, she could not outmatch Old Man Zhou, who worked the fields. In such an evident disparity of strength, threats were useless against Old Man Zhou.

If truly provoked, he could get his way and then silence her.

Yu Tingwan kept retreating, and seeing the stick in her hand being snatched away, she had no choice but to run haphazardly.

"Why run, do you think you can escape?"

Old Man Zhou relished seeing women in disgrace. Let her run, let her exhaust herself first...

Regardless of whether Yu Tingwan ran fast or slow, there was always the sound of pursuit behind her.

A gleam of desperation flashed in her eyes, readying for a fight-to-the-death, just as she inadvertently stepped into nothingness, falling into a trap.

Old Man Zhou saw her fall and panicked, rushing forward to check.

"Wan Niang, are you okay..."

Suddenly, his pupils contracted sharply, and he turned to run.

The trap wasn’t deep, not even as wide as the girl’s palm, nor... did it hurt.

The sensation was strange, soft to the touch, like it had warmth.

Yu Tingwan felt around, clearing away the thick snow cover, she touched fur.

A bad premonition set in.

The girl slowly looked up, meeting a pair of fierce eyes.

This wasn’t a trap; it was a beast lying in the trap, using snow as its cover, with black and white fur... a tiger.