Chapter 108 - Chapter 108: Chapter 108: Waiting for the Right Moment to Act (2/2)

But before they set out to look for her, a neighbor’s wife came running with news.

“Jin Cai’s wife, your niece has fallen down on the ridge; it seems like she twisted her ankle, and it looks quite bad. You should hurry and see her.”

Su Wenyue’s gaze flickered upon hearing this news, not out of disbelief, but rather suspecting that this might be a drama directed and acted by Jiang Chunlan herself, aimed at staying in the Han Family.

“What?! How did my Chunlan fall all of a sudden? Where is she now? Lead the way quickly,” Yang Juxiang exclaimed anxiously. Her daughter wasn’t married yet, and if she got injured, finding a match would be so much harder, not to mention her genuine concern for her beloved youngest daughter.

Although Yang Juxiang’s tone was somewhat rude, the neighbor’s wife understood her anxiety for her daughter and didn’t take offense. After all, they were village folk, and seeing as they were members of the Han Family, she needed to be more accommodating. So, without saying much more, she led the way to where Jiang Chunlan lay.

There, Jiang Chunlan sat in the field, tears and snot mingling on her face—a sight of utter misery.

She could swear it was an accident. She had planned to injure herself according to her third cousin’s wife’s instructions and blame Su Wenyue, but it was impossible to carry out with Su Wenyue being too cunning and vigilant. Thus, she considered merely feigning an injury instead. But while plotting too deeply, she’d misstepped and tumbled down the ridge, turning the feigned into reality.

“Sister, why sit and cry in the field? Tell your brothers what’s wrong, and we’ll avenge you,” called a few young guys from the village, passing by and seeing Jiang Chunlan in her plight, whistling teasingly at her.

Angry, Jiang Chunlan picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at them, “Scram, all of you scram! If you don’t, I’ll kill you!”

Jiang Chunlan’s outburst only served to excite the young men further, “Wow, this chick’s got spunk, I like it!”

“Do you idiots know who my Cousin is? If you don’t scram, I’ll have him take care of you lot!” In Jiang Chunlan’s mind, Han Yu was the most formidable presence—good-looking and skilled in both literature and martial arts. He was the most capable person she had ever seen, incomparable to others. That’s why she invoked Han Yu’s name, hoping to scare them off.

But this ruse did have some effect; everyone in the village knew that the Han Family’s Fourth Child was someone not to be trifled with—dangerous and ruthless in his dealings. The young men hesitated, then started to back off.

“Hurry up, the Han Family people are really coming,” one young man warned as they debated whether to believe Jiang Chunlan’s words, having spotted the Han Family members approaching. The young men bolted, taking with them the memory of the Han Family’s fiery cousin.