Peasant Woman's Decreed Life as a Wife

Only Madam Huang, the second and third branch couple, as well as Song Lu, Chu Qingxiang, and Song Qing were in the central room.

Seeing that the two of them were willing to come, Song Qing heaved a sigh of relief.

Seeing that the others in the room were either watching the show or frowning and not saying anything, she sneered and said, “High Scholar Chu, Mrs. Chu, you haven’t forgotten what you promised me before, right?”

“Let’s get straight to the point.” Ye Muyu looked at her indifferently.

Song Qing was taken aback by her attitude, but she did not dare to be too impudent. She could not afford to offend Chu Heng and his wife. She understood that.

“I do have the evidence. It’s in my hands.” Song Qing’s eyes were cold and filled with hatred as she looked at Chu Qingxiang. Then, she took out a piece of clothing.

“This dress was worn by Chu Qingxiang on the day of my accident. There was also a similar powder on the sleeve of this dress.”

“I’m sure Chu Qingxiang didn’t notice this herself, but she was very cautious. She changed her clothes that day and washed them clean.”

“Unfortunately, she was unlucky. Her period just happened to come, so she didn’t bathe that night. This gave me the chance to find evidence.” Song Qing smiled sarcastically. She turned to look at Chu Qingxiang, who was sitting beside her. She smiled faintly. “Sister-in-law, tell me. You’ve ruined my innocence and made me unable to get married for the rest of my life. Are you happy now?”

“But if I can’t get married, I’ll stay at home for the rest of my life. I’m sure Big Brother won’t mind, right?” Song Qing asked Song Lu with bloodshot eyes.

Song Lu’s face was pale. His hands were trembling as he clenched them tightly. His eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Chu Qingxiang silently.

Chu Qingxiang sat on the chair beside her and clenched her fists. She suddenly looked up at Song Lu with tears in her eyes. “Husband, I didn’t do it on purpose. I just wanted to keep the child. Don’t be angry… Sob, sob…”

Ye Muyu’s breathing quickened as she looked at Chu Qingxiang. It was obvious that she was prepared. She had thought of a way out when she ruined Song Qing’s reputation.

She could not help but feel terrified. Such a scheming person was actually part of their family.

Suddenly, she felt a pair of gentle hands grabbing her. Ye Muyu turned her head and looked at Chu Heng. The determination in his eyes made her fear disappear. She smiled lightly and drew circles on his wide and rough palm to reassure him.

Only then did Chu Heng retract his gaze and sit up straight, allowing her little hands to mess with his palm.

At this moment, everyone in the Song family was shocked.

“You… What did you say?” Song Lu was stunned for a moment. He frowned and looked at Chu Qingxiang as if he did not understand what she meant.

Chu Qingxiang’s face was full of tears. She reached out to hold her stomach weakly. “I was not feeling well last night. It was not my period.”

“Husband, when you weren’t home, Song Qing was always against me. This is my hand…” Chu Qingxiang slowly pulled open her sleeves, revealing her scarred and scalded wrists.

Both hands were injured. The left hand was already scarred, but the right hand looked like a new injury. It had just been applied with ointment, and it was still a little festering.

Ye Muyu frowned. She knew that Chu Qingxiang was injured when she returned from Chu Heng’s banquet. At that time, only one of her wrists was injured. Now, both of them were injured.

It was obvious that Song Qing was indeed ruthless.

Song Lu’s pupils constricted when he saw this. He subconsciously walked up to her and gently held her wrist. Tears fell down his face. “How, how did this happen?”