Watching Jia Lanhua’s wilted appearance, Zhang Xiaoshan continued to scold her.
"You have your life, and I have my days; we never had anything to do with each other. When we were together, you liked my body, and I wanted revenge against Wu Damming—it was nothing more than a mutual use of each other."
"Think about it, have we ever made any grand promises to each other? Why should I remain chaste for you?"
Jia Lanhua knew she was at fault. Even the first time they hooked up, it was she who shamelessly took the initiative. Now, she could only listen in silence.
Zhang Xiaoshan went on.
"I want to make it clear to you that there’s nothing between us but a simple entanglement of bodies, nothing more. If you continue to obey, we can keep things as they were. But if you think about controlling or restricting me, then I’d advise you to save your efforts."
"I’m not Wu Damming, you dream if you think you can control me."
Zhang Xiaoshan, with an air of arrogance, thoroughly suppressed Jia Lanhua’s temper.
"Alright, get out, I want to sleep."
After finishing, Zhang Xiaoshan lay back down on the bed, turning his back to Jia Lanhua and treating her as if she were air.
"Fine, you’re cruel, Zhang Xiaoshan, you’re cruel."
"I’ll remember these two slaps. I, Jia Lanhua, am not some shameless woman who clings on relentlessly. From now on, we might as well never see each other again."
Jia Lanhua ran out of the infirmary, sobbing with her swollen cheeks, stumbling down the slippery village path towards her home.
It was still raining, the drops falling on her body, turning the once proud "phoenix" of the village into a drenched old hen.
Zhang Xiaoshan got up and walked to the door of the infirmary, watching Jia Lanhua weeping and running through the rain, feeling a slight pang of distress—for they had indeed had their good times.
But recalling Jia Lanhua’s threatening words, his heart turned to stone again.
"Jia Lanhua is fierce and reckless; I had to show her who’s boss today, or she might have really gone and tattled to my sister-in-law. It’s better to sever ties with her completely than to provoke my sister-in-law’s wrath, right?"
He closed the door and returned to bed, pulling the covers over his head to sleep.
After dawn, it would be time to watch the drama unfold at Wu Xiaoru’s house.
Jia Lanhua ran home crying, her clothes completely soaked.
She took off her clothes and entered the bathroom.
In the mirror, she scrutinized her own reflection.
Her hair disheveled, cheeks swollen, the corners of her mouth still bleeding, she was in a sorry state.
"Bastard, Zhang Xiaoshan you bastard, how dare you treat me —I’ll never associate with you again."
She curled up on the floor, hugging her knees, weeping.
Her gaze inadvertently fell on her "Life Spring."
"It’s all your fault, you’ve had your pleasure, but I’ve suffered so much. Not only was I slapped twice by Zhang Xiaoshan, but I was also humiliated by his nasty words."
"Now you’re thrilled, but I’m utterly miserable."
"If you dare to misbehave again, I’ll sew you up with a needle."
As she cursed, Jia Lanhua raised her head once again to look at her face in the mirror, as beautiful as a blooming flower.
"I’m so beautiful, with such a good figure; how can that little punk Zhang Xiaoshan not appreciate me? I don’t believe that I can’t satisfy him, that he has to go out and cheat?"
"But maybe that young hussy from Widow Su’s is younger; men always like younger women, right?"
The more she thought about it, the harder Jia Lanhua cried.
After taking a shower, Jia Lanhua returned to the bedroom, and she still couldn’t sleep, her mind racing with thoughts of what she should do about herself and Zhang Xiaoshan.
She stayed up all night.
Finally, dawn broke, the rain stopped, and the sky cleared.
The eastern sky showed the pale light of early morning, and the sun slowly rose.
But today was destined not to be a peaceful day.
"No way, since when has a man ever treated me ? In White Dragon Village, I’m the undisputed queen, how can I put up with this humiliation?"
"I must make Zhang Xiaoshan pay."
This was perhaps a hatred bred from love.
Feeling hugely aggrieved and after much deliberation, Jia Lanhua made a crazy decision.
She would confess her relationship with Zhang Xiaoshan to Wu Damming.
Perhaps Wu Damming would go berserk and beat her up, but he would hate Zhang Xiaoshan even more. He might even go as far as digging up Zhang Xiaoshan’s family graves.
Zhang Xiaoshan would certainly be disgraced by this, and if Mr. Xu knew about Zhang Xiaoshan’s filthy deeds, he would surely leave him as well.
She wanted Zhang Xiaoshan to pay for the insults and the two slaps he delivered last night. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒·𝗇𝗲𝘁
"This old thing, he didn’t come back all night; who knows what he was up to."
"I’d better go take a look."
Jia Lanhua got dressed and hurried towards Wu Xiaoru’s house.
She couldn’t wait to expose Zhang Xiaoshan’s reprehensible behavior.