The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 74: Better Looking Than Me?

After figuring this out, Yu Tingwan was especially frustrated.

She tried to find useful clues.

Unfortunately, there were none.

However... personally exposing Old Man Zhou’s filth and turning him into a rat everyone wants to beat, and then thinking of ways to make sure he can’t turn over again is quite satisfying.

Wei Zhao looked at Yu Tingwan, seeming thoughtful, and then at her pressed lips, never having seen anyone whose emotions are so clearly written on their face like hers.

He closed the window, expression calm, stepped over to lie on the couch.

His head hurt, sleepiness roared, his body was weak, almost unable to hold on.

But Wei Zhao had no intention of sleeping at all.

Once he closed his eyes, he saw the emperor’s ugly face.

Wei Zhao thought of Duke Shun and his wife again.

His eyes darkened, a soft sigh escaping from his lips.

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

Yu Tingwan walked in from outside.

The room was warmed by the burning coal, and the young lady removed her cotton coat, walked over to Wei Zhao, moved a stool nearby, and sat beside him.

Wei Zhao didn’t speak.

Yu Tingwan didn’t speak.

The air fell into a long silence.

Finally, the young lady moved her lips, breaking the dead silence.

"I’m a bit troubled."

Wei Zhao slowly raised his eyes, "Why?"

Yu Tingwan was full of melancholy.

How to rush in time when these two couldn’t resist and engaged in a rendezvous on the bed.

The timing had to be right.

Yu Tingwan: "I lack experience, afraid of messing things up."

She looked at Wei Zhao.

"They say ’catch a thief with stolen goods, catch an adulterer with two people.’ If Old Man Zhou and his daughter-in-law have an unspeakable affair, what would you do?"

Wei Zhao fell silent, a strange look flashing in his eyes.

"I..."

"Have some experience?"

Yu Tingwan: ...makes sense.

But such a jaw-dropping scandal, why was Wei Shen not a bit curious?

Never mind, perhaps even if the sky fell, Wei Shen wouldn’t bat an eye unless it hit him on the head.

Though Wei Shen couldn’t provide Yu Tingwan any spiritual value, she couldn’t find anyone else to talk to besides him.

It wouldn’t do to run to Hui Niang and speak of the Zhou family’s bed matters, would it?

She smiled at him, "I heard from Aunt Wu that Zhou Qin saw two silhouettes in Matchmaker Liu’s house the other night."

Who would have thought Matchmaker Liu would be so daring!

Even under her nose, she had to sneak around.

She almost broke in but kicked a stool in the house, making noise.

By the time she knocked on Matchmaker Liu’s door, saying there was an urgent matter, there was no one to be seen inside.

Her grandfather seemed to hear the commotion, came out from his room, scolded her for not sleeping and disturbing the family.

Yu Tingwan: "Zhou Qin was checking around the Zhou family’s walls that night, holding a lamp to see if there were any footprints of an adulterer."

It had snowed, so footprints weren’t hard to find. However, Zhou Qin didn’t see anything suspicious.

"She suspected she might have seen wrong, but who would have thought the person hiding in her stepmother’s room was her own grandfather."

Wei Zhao: ...

What chaos.

Yu Tingwan: "But now she’s returned to her maiden home, Aunt Wu said her husband came to say their child had a fever that wouldn’t go down."

Upon hearing this, wasn’t there trouble? Zhou Qin’s first child was lost to a high fever.

How could she care about her stepmother’s affairs when she had to hurry to Dr. Qian with her husband?

"With Zhou Qin gone, no one at home, those two can certainly be shameless without restraint."

Indeed, they had to be mindful when Zhou Qin was around, only daring to secretly meet at night, not daring to be openly indecent during the day.

"Now that those two are planning to run, I heard they prepared quite a bit of luggage, their family originally had a bullock cart."

There are only a few households with bullock carts in the village.

The Village Chief’s, Widow Shi’s, and then the Zhou family’s.

She began gloating, "But now even having it is of no use."

"Earlier, Hu Dazhu went to town to pick up Hu Yaozu and borrowed the bullock cart from their house."

Matchmaker Liu knows how to get along, willingly making connections with scholars.

Yu Tingwan: "Old Man Zhou went to borrow from the Village Chief, but he didn’t agree."

After all, the Village Chief’s bullock cart must stay in the village for emergencies. When Hunters Peng had an accident, wasn’t the Village Chief’s bullock cart used to rush to the clinic?

Old Man Zhou said even if he promised to return it after moving the luggage, given his character, what if he didn’t return it, would the Village Chief be happy?

"He then went to borrow from Widow Shi’s, offering money, willing to buy it if necessary."

Yu Tingwan: "Widow Shi isn’t short on money, told him to go dream."

"Old Man Zhou had to go ask in the neighboring village, seems eager to leave. He’s probably unable to accept the fact that I’m still alive."

He’s anxious, and so is Yu Tingwan!

The young lady couldn’t laugh anymore, "But I’ve thought all the way and didn’t come up with a solution."

She’s genuinely at her wit’s end.

"Husband, help me brainstorm."

Seeing him indifferent, Yu Tingwan racked her brain, hoping to unleash his potential, "Consider this: what if in the future, I had an affair behind your back with another man."

Wei Zhao squinted his eyes.

She diligently used an analogy, not forgetting to point in one direction with her hand.

"On the bed we’ve just lay on, doing something that wronged you, how would you handle me?"

Wei Zhao almost burst into laughter.

She really dared to say anything.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth, "You wouldn’t."

Yu Tingwan spoke of the Zhou family with a disdain in her tone that couldn’t be feigned. Besides, after spending a few days together, how could Wei Zhao not discern her disposition?

Yu Tingwan: ...

Well, you don’t have to trust me that much.

She hinted, "If you don’t treat me well, it’s not impossible."

The last time she mentioned so many of Wei Shen’s flaws, the young lady hoped Wei Shen would feel a slight sense of crisis.

Wei Zhao’s tone was indifferent, yet seemed confident, "You are straightforward, you wouldn’t do anything disgraceful as a wife."

"Who can say for sure, maybe that person is rich and powerful. Maybe even better-looking than you, and I might get momentarily dazzled."

Wei Zhao looked at her.

Many young women pursued Wei Zhao, blushing whenever they saw him.

Yet every time Yu Tingwan took advantage of him, she remained composed, unflustered.

Last time, she even mentioned it’d be best if their future children didn’t resemble him, but rather Hunters Peng.

Hunter Peng had a burly, sturdy frame, unkempt with half a face of beard stubble.

Wei Zhao hadn’t thought much of it before, but now he couldn’t help but think more.

He raised his eyes, looking directly at Yu Tingwan.

"Better-looking than me?"

In Shangjing, who didn’t know that the young master of Duke Shun Mansion was as handsome as a painting, elegant as jade?

Back when he studied at the Imperial College, he was famously noble and refined.

After going to the battlefield, his brows became sharp and hardened, his icy demeanor could be intimidating.

Wei Zhao never considered a man’s appearance to be something worth bragging about; rather, he found this face troublesome.

But now...

He found it absurd, "I look bad?"

Yu Tingwan’s eyes wandered, unwilling to hurt his feelings.

Wei Zhao saw her expression and had the answer. Perhaps it was too inconceivable, that he didn’t even have the temper anymore, "What’s with your vision?"