At worst, I’ll trade my life for his.
anwhile, Liu Guifen was waiting at the entrance of the neighborhood with two of her loudmouth friends for Zhao Shumin to return.
Ever since Li Zhiyan exposed the affair last ti,
she and Liu Changsheng had fought multiple tis—even to the brink of divorce. Though they didn’t actually divorce,
she’d still suffered quite a lot because of it.
When had Liu Guifen ever endured such humiliation?
Naturally, she blad everything on Zhao Shumin. During the previous shouting match, she had been completely overshadowed by Zhao Shumin.
This fact really, really made Liu Guifen feel unspeakably frustrated.
So this ti, Zhao Shumin brought in two reinforcents—won who were well-known for being ruthless in their circles.
With the three of them, they could surely suppress Zhao Shumin in a verbal spat.
Before long, she saw Zhao Shumin staggering in their direction.
The sight of her ample chest imdiately filled Liu Guifen with jealousy. Even after her own costic enhancents, she still couldn’t compete—it was like comparing a candle to the sun.
No matter what, she was determined to humiliate her properly today to let off so steam!
"You dirty slut!"
"You filthy whore!"
"Everyone, co take a look—this mistress? She works at my husband’s company."
"She flaunts her assets and spends all her ti seducing my husband!"
"You stinking slut, you cheap tramp!"
Liu Guifen wasted no ti unleashing a torrent of insults. After the last shouting match left her seething, she finally felt she could vent her rage this ti!
She wasn’t about to let this opportunity slip away and began viciously berating Zhao Shumin without holding back.
Zhao Shumin hadn’t anticipated Liu Guifen showing up so suddenly.
When it ca to being a shrew, Liu Guifen was nothing more than an amateur compared to Zhao Shumin.
Zhao Shumin imdiately fired back.
"Oh, it’s you, you filthy, stinking black hog."
"Out here embarrassing yourself again—anyone passing by might think a breeding sow from so pig farm escaped."
"You don’t even align with any discernible gender, for crying out loud."
"If it weren’t for those two sagging little..."
"I wouldn’t have even recognized you as a woman."
"Even people from Africa aren’t as dark as you."
Aunt Zhao didn’t hold back and even started targeting Liu Guifen’s family mbers for additional insults.
The other two won with Liu Guifen hesitated for a mont, intimidated by how aggressive Zhao Shumin was; but once they rembered they had strength in numbers, they overca their nerves and joined in.
The four won hurled insults at one another.
The spectacle soon drew a crowd of onlookers. Liu Guifen was intent on making everyone think Zhao Shumin was a mistress.
But what she didn’t expect was that Zhao Shumin, standing against three opponents, didn’t falter one bit.
The scene left Li Zhiyan utterly dumbfounded. Aunt Zhao was truly in a league of her own.
Fierce didn’t even begin to describe her—going three against one and holding her own—now this was a real battle-tested shrew.
However, no matter how mighty, a single person has limits. Li Zhiyan saw that Aunt Zhao was starting to lose ground.
He quickly handed four older won 100 yuan each.
"Ladies, go ahead."
"Don’t worry, boss—we’ll handle it for sure. Call us again if you need us for sothing like this!"
The older won were clearly eager to seize this job opportunity.
They rushed in and joined the brawl, escalating the chaos.
Liu Guifen and her two friends, who had initially felt confident due to their nurical advantage, never anticipated the sudden intervention of four more aggressive older won.
Chaos erupted, with saliva flying everywhere, and the insults’ content grew extraordinarily personal.
Li Zhiyan quietly stepped forward, pulling Zhao Shumin away from the lee.
Behind them, the barrage of expletives continued, which left Li Zhiyan feeling oddly satisfied.
"Xiao Yan, what are you doing here?"
"Let’s go upstairs first. Things are getting too wild here."
"Alright."
Once they were in Li Zhiyan’s apartnt, he quickly opened the window to secure the perfect vantage point for spectating, sitting with Zhao Shumin to watch the scene unfold below.
Faced with the onslaught of four aggressive won, Liu Guifen and her two friends were still resisting but had clearly been defeated.
The sight made Zhao Shumin cover her mouth as she laughed.
"Xiao Yan, did you hire these people?"
"I did, Aunt Zhao. I couldn’t stand seeing them bully you, so I called in reinforcents."
Zhao Shumin’s heart felt warm.
"Xiao Yan, how did you know Liu Guifen would show up today?"
Zhao Shumin asked, full of curiosity.
"Aunt Zhao, I overheard Liu Guifen planning to hire people to shout at you, so I hired my own people ahead of ti. I didn’t expect they’d actually co in handy."
An indescribable feeling surged through Zhao Shumin’s heart.
It seed as if she and Li Zhiyan truly had a deep, extraordinary connection.
When she worked late, he had helped her avoid harassnt.
When her boss mistreated her, he had stepped in.
Then, when her boss’s wife confronted her, he’d stumbled upon her affair and diffused the situation.
And now, he had helped her stand up for herself, ensuring she wouldn’t be humiliated.
Could this all be fate?
For soone who believed in destiny, Zhao Shumin couldn’t help but feel deeply conflicted at that mont.
Downstairs, Liu Guifen and her two friends, completely defeated, retreated to their car and drove off in disgrace.
The spectacle concluded, and Zhao Shumin gently touched Li Zhiyan’s face.
"Xiao Yan, wait here. I’ll go cook sothing for you."
For the rest of the day, Zhao Shumin remained notably quieter.
Li Zhiyan could sense the emotions swirling in Aunt Zhao’s heart—that she was deeply affected by everything that had happened recently.
He thought it was only natural—after all, everything that had happened pointed to a special connection between them.
During dinner, Zhao Shumin spoke very little.
Around ten o’clock, she finished sewing the hem of a dress while sitting in Li Zhiyan’s room.
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