Chapter Five: Vengeance Achieved

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Meng Shuyue spoke as she leapt onto Song Shijing, who was in the midst of fiercely beating someone, pinning him down to the ground. She pressed her hand firmly over his mouth to silence him, tracing the face that once brought her immense joy but now filled her with disgust.

“Shijing, you’re so foolish. Why would you be so kind as to help Comrade Su Yanyan with her gynecological examination? Now her husband has misunderstood and beaten you like this. Are you trying to break the heart of your fiancée?”

“Don’t worry, I’ve brought the chief to ensure justice is served. We’ll clear your name and that of the comrade!”

Meng Shuyue wailed loudly, while Song Shijing struggled beneath her, attempting to rise but unable to overcome her surprising strength as she sat firmly on top of him.

The surrounding villagers were stunned, looking at Meng Shuyue, who was shielding Song Shijing beneath her, as if they were witnessing madness.

How could a doctor’s examination of a female comrade not only lead to a bed but an entirely unorthodox situation?

Could it be that this black-skinned woman working at the lumber yard had been cooked silly from all the smoke?

The villagers instinctively shifted their gaze to the imposing figure who had suddenly arrived.

They glimpsed the cold, dangerous aura radiating from the narrow, phoenix-like eyes revealed above the mask of this important person. They wondered how he would “deliver justice.”

At the same time, nearby reporters were already pointing several cameras at the group on the ground, snapping photos furiously.

They took extra shots of Su Yanyan, scantily dressed and motionless, attempting to cover herself with her clothing. They had even devised headlines for tomorrow’s newspapers:

“Shocking! Male Doctor Assaulted by Husband While Examining Female Comrade!”

“Shocking! Male Doctor and Female Comrade Caught in Bed; Fiancée Foolishly Defends!”

Only after the reporters had taken enough photos did Meng Shuyue stagger to her feet, wiping real tears from her face as she looked toward the stern, obscured figure of the chief behind her.

Pointing at Zhou Dajun, whose face was already bruised and battered, she choked up with emotion and said, “Chief, you must stand up for us. This man is truly despicable—not only does he beat his wife, but he also wrongly suspects my Dr. Song of impropriety with this woman!”

“Do I not know who my Dr. Song is? He wouldn’t even give a glance to a pure young maiden like me, let alone a worn-out woman with a man already! Besides, I once took his pulse and found he was utterly useless!”

“Useless?”

Those two words struck Song Shijing like a thunderclap as he had just stood up. He swayed, glaring wide-eyed at the woman who normally bowed before him, bewildered by her nonsense.

Meanwhile, Su Yanyan, lying on the ground and too pained to rise, felt her head buzzing.

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What had she just heard?

That woman called her a worn-out woman?

A bitter metallic taste rose in her throat; her eyes reddened with fury, yearning to rip the other’s mouth apart.

Unfortunately, wounded and unable to stand, she could only weakly point trembling fingers at the endlessly chattering Meng Shuyue, lips moving silently but unable to speak.

“Chief, this man not only beats the female comrade but slanders a diligent and dedicated doctor. This is a grave offense. You must have the security department arrest him. Otherwise, how can you face the countless women beaten by their men?”

Meng Shuyue’s voice grew louder and more strident, instantly elevating the incident to a new level, gaining the approval of the surrounding women from the village and other comrades who had come to the countryside, all voicing support.

“Yes! Even if Comrade Su has wronged him, there’s no excuse to beat someone until they look like a pig’s head!”

“Exactly! Dajun, you should feed your wife properly so she won’t look outside for other men. Honestly, you’re the one who’s useless!”

“That’s right! If it were my woman, she’d be bedridden and not out chasing wild men!”

The burly men doing manual labor joined in, mocking Zhou Dajun. They glanced over at the grim-faced Song Shijing and unexpectedly laughed aloud.

“Who would have thought Miss Su had such poor judgment in men? After all that searching, she ended up with a useless one!”

The crowd’s taunts painted the faces of the three surrounded in a riot of shifting colors—red and blue and purple.

Already enduring the humiliation, Zhou Dajun could no longer hold back. He sprang to his feet and furiously shouted at the sobbing Meng Shuyue, “Are you crazy, woman? Don’t you know what that woman said to me? She said she’d give you to me to sleep with, as compensation for betraying me, and you still defend her?”

His words exploded like thunder among the crowd.

Meng Shuyue lowered her head, a faint and barely perceptible smile curling at the corner of her lips.

Finally, the tall fool had revealed everything.

In the previous life, after he said those words, he beat her to death.

Just now, she had deliberately defended Song Shijing to provoke Zhou Dajun, exposing their ugly true faces to the world!

Sure enough, the noisy crowd fell silent, eyes wide with shock as they stared at the motionless Su Yanyan on the ground.

“Heavens, how vicious! She steals men and then tries to sully an innocent young lady—truly despicable!”

“Dr. Song isn’t a good man either. I used to praise his medical skills, but it turns out he’s blind. He’d rather have that worn-out woman than a proper young lady like Comrade Meng, who just happens to have dark skin…”

The waves of contempt completely drowned out Su Yanyan’s weak attempts to respond.

Su Yanyan lay pale on the ground, raising her eyes to Song Shijing for help.

But at the moment their stunned gazes met, her body trembled instinctively.

“You... you want to give Shuyue to your man to use?”

Song Shijing staggered back and collapsed onto the bed, staring incredulously at the woman he once loved, unable to believe her cruelty.

Meanwhile, Meng Shuyue stood to the side, coldly watching the gaze exchange between these two foolish lovers. Pretending to be deeply shaken, she swayed as if about to fall backward.

“Careful!”

A large hand suddenly reached out and firmly supported her slender waist. Through the thin fabric, the warm heat of the man’s palm transmitted to her.

Meng Shuyue squinted her dreamy eyes at the man before her. His pitch-black pupils sparkled like stars in the night, unblinking and mesmerizing, as if a bottomless dark whirlpool might pull one in.

“Th-thank you…”

She hurriedly rose, clutching her chest with a look of utter despair, tears streaming down her face. Anyone who saw her would surely pity this poor girl.

Shen Jinxiao stared blankly as the woman in his arms broke free and stood silently weeping nearby. A complex emotion flickered in his eyes.

He turned to the dazed Song Shijing on the bed and, speaking to the guard beside him, said, “Take this man who beat a woman to the security department. As for the other two, report them to their hospital’s superiors and see how they handle it.”

“Why should you arrest me? It should be that Song fellow! He’s messing with my wife, and you’re protecting him just because he has a powerful uncle! I’m going to sue him, sue him!” Zhou Dajun shouted angrily, his hands cuffed behind his back. His eyes scanned Meng Shuyue, burning with murderous hatred.

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