Peasant Woman's Decreed Life as a Wife

When Madam Huang heard this, she wailed anxiously. “Village Chief, my daughter was harmed. Ye Zhao passed by and saw it.”

“I didn’t see it.” Ye Zhao hurriedly shook his head. He did not see it in the first place, so he naturally had nothing to feel guilty about.

“Ye Zhao can’t be your witness. Find another one.” Village Chief frowned.

“Evidence is fine too,” he added.

Song Qing’s eyes were filled with unwillingness. Ye Muyu noticed this detail and whispered into Old Madam Ye’s ear.

Old Madam Ye nodded. She looked at Song Qing and asked, “There’s no point in you trying to get close to my Ye Zhao. Just tell me. What do you want?”

“I want High Scholar Chu to be my witness,” Song Qing said without thinking. “He will be the witness to prove my innocence. I didn’t have an affair with someone without a matchmaker. I was framed.”

“As for the person who framed me, I have other evidence that can only be known by High Scholar Chu and the village chief.”

“I will definitely not marry Luo Dalin. I hope High Scholar Chu can uphold justice and stop the Luo family from pestering me.”

“Give me a reason to agree.” Chu Heng looked at her with his deep eyes.

Song Qing was confident. She raised her bruised face and glanced at Ye Muyu and the others. She smiled sarcastically. “You can meet me alone. I’ll tell you the reason.”

“Is there anything we can’t hear?” The villagers beside him muttered unhappily.

The village chief wanted High Scholar Chu to agree to this. He had been talking for a long time, but the Song and Luo families were not cooperating. Moreover, Song Qing’s request was so ridiculous that he could guess something.

“High Scholar Chu, what do you think?” The village chief asked tentatively.

Ye Muyu frowned slightly, dissatisfied with Song Qing’s smug look, as if he was certain that Chu Heng would agree.

Her husband was a gentleman and should not be forced by her like this.

She squeezed Chu Heng’s hand, and Chu Heng turned to look at her.

Ye Muyu only squeezed his hand again and did not say anything to him. She looked at Song Qing and said, “Miss Song, my husband is kind, but your conditions are too harsh. To be honest, we’re just visiting my mother’s house and didn’t want to get involved in this matter.”

“However, I can see from Miss Song’s character that she won’t give up until she reaches her goal. Since that’s the case, this matter can’t be delayed forever.”

“If you trust me, find a few people you know and we’ll talk inside. How about that?”

Song Qing glanced at Chu Heng. Seeing that he did not object, she thought of her own goal and nodded. “Alright.”

“My mother, Village Chief, and you. Just the four of us.”

“Of course, if you want more people, that’s fine too,” Song Qing said with a faint smile.

Ye Muyu knew that she must have something to rely on, but it happened too suddenly and there was no time to investigate. It was better to see what she had to say.

The four of them followed her into the main room of the Ye family.

Old Madam Ye also wanted to settle the matter quickly. She held a stool for the villagers to sit on while looking forward to the central room.

Inside the house…

The four of them found their own seats and sat down.

“Miss Song,” Ye Muyu said after the three of them sat down. “If you have anything to say, just say it.”

The village chief also nodded. “That’s right. Don’t delay any longer. No matter what, your reputation will definitely not be restored. I think you should…”

“Heh, now that I’ve lost my reputation, I won’t let the culprit off!”

“Does Miss Song have evidence to prove your innocence?” Ye Muyu asked.

Song Qing’s face darkened. She took out a handkerchief from her sleeve. “Do you know what’s on this handkerchief? It’s a knockout powder and a filthy drug. This handkerchief is not mine. It’s Chu Qingxiang’s.”