Transmigrating into a Book in the 80s: After Giving Up, I Was Pampered by a Rough Man

Just as this grand drama was about to come to an end, one of the main characters suddenly decided he didn't want to finish filming.

Seeing that the winds were completely blowing in Jiang Mian's favor, Su Rou was furious.

With a quick glance, she stepped out with delicate, lotus-like steps, adopting the gentle and fragile demeanor of a saintly white lotus.

"Sister Jiang, don't be angry." Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried a hint of tea flavor. "Perhaps... perhaps Comrade Zhao is mistaken... after all, you two used to..."

Wow, leaving half the story unsaid—that's the art of leaving room for interpretation!

This seemingly hesitant gesture instantly reignited the villagers' gossip-loving spirit.

"What happened before?"

"Yes, Su Zhiqing, don't be afraid, just say it!"

This is exactly the effect Su Rou wanted.

She looked at Jiang Mian with a pitiful expression, as if to say: It wasn't my idea to say it, everyone forced me to.

Jiang Mian rolled her eyes inwardly.

Girl, that trick won't work on me. My main job is being a master of debunking.

Jiang Mian completely ignored Su Rou's words, instead staring at her with a half-smile, and steered the conversation back to the original topic.

"Su Zhiqing, don't worry about what happened between us before," Jiang Mian said in a light tone, but it was like a small knife stabbing straight into Su Rou's heart. "I'm just curious about one thing."

"Zhao Gang was arrested right outside your door, wasn't he?"

"Why did you insist he came to see me, and even tried to explain that he must have misremembered?"

Jiang Mian stepped forward, leaned close to Su Rou's ear, and whispered something only the two of them could hear:

"Could it be... that you lack personal charm, so even a drunk thug is trying to find an excuse to run away from you?"

Su Rou's face turned deathly pale instantly, and her carefully maintained delicate expression almost collapsed on the spot.

Just then, the village's joint defense team leader arrived late with two other people.

"What's going on? What are you doing here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping!" the captain shouted, then frowned when he saw Zhao Gang pinned to the ground.

"It's you again, you good-for-nothing! Tell me, what are you doing at the educated youth settlement?"

Before Zhao Gang could speak, Su Rou rushed forward, crying and complaining, portraying herself as an innocent victim.

The captain frowned as he listened, and was about to have Zhao Gang tied up and sent to the commune when a member of the joint defense team suddenly found something on Zhao Gang's body.

"Captain, look what this is!"

It was a pink handkerchief with a delicate little orchid embroidered on it.

These days, handkerchiefs are a rare commodity, especially those with embroidery.

Su Rou's pupils contracted sharply when she saw the handkerchief.

That's her handkerchief!

She had deliberately approached Lu Ting before, and "accidentally" fell on Lu Ting's usual route, hoping to create an opportunity to meet him again.

But Lu Ting didn't pick up that piece of wood at all, and somehow it ended up on Zhao Gang!

The villagers weren't stupid. As soon as they saw the handkerchief and recalled Su Rou's hesitant words earlier, they instantly imagined a dramatic love-hate relationship.

"Oh, so that's what happened!"

"This handkerchief clearly belongs to a woman. How could Zhao Gang, a grown man, have something like this?"

"Is Su, the educated youth, crying wolf?"

Su Rou's face turned from white to green, and then from green to red.

She originally intended to drag Jiang Mian into the mess, but ended up getting herself into trouble instead.

It's a classic case of trying to steal a chicken but losing the rice instead!

At this point in the farce, Lu Ting's patience finally ran out.

He didn't care at all whose handkerchief it was; all he saw was that the toad named Zhao Gang's thieving eyes never left his wife.

That look in his eyes was sticky, dirty, and filled with undisguised possessiveness.

A surge of violent rage rose from the depths of Lu Ting's heart.

He stepped forward and, before anyone could react, grabbed Zhao Gang by the collar and lifted him off the ground.

"If you dare look at my wife with those eyes again," Lu Ting said in a low, menacing voice, "I'll gouge your eyes out!"

"If you dare utter another word of her name, I'll cut your tongue out and feed it to the dogs!"

This is no longer a threat; this is a public announcement.

That murderous aura, born from real bloodshed and life-or-death struggles, instantly enveloped the entire arena like a tangible pressure.

The surrounding villagers were so frightened that they all took a step back, not daring to breathe.

Held high in the air, Zhao Gang faced the murderous aura directly. His legs kicked wildly in the air, and a hot, foul odor wafted from his crotch.

"No, no, no...it wasn't me! I was drunk, I went to the wrong door!" Zhao Gang cried out, his face covered in snot and tears.

"I'm not here to see Jiang Mian, I'm not looking for anyone! I'm just a drunkard, please spare me!"

With the truth revealed, the joint defense team leader waved his hand dismissively, ordering his men to drag this shameful thing away.

A grand spectacle of catching hooligans came to an end in an extremely dramatic way.

The farce ended, and the crowd dispersed.

Lu Ting's tense body finally relaxed a little.

He turned around and naturally took Jiang Mian's soft little hand in his.

His palms were large and warm, covered with rough calluses.

Lu Ting remained silent the entire way, but he gripped Jiang Mian's hand tighter and tighter, his palms sweaty, yet he stubbornly refused to let go.

As Jiang Mian was led by him, she felt his clumsy yet domineering protectiveness, and her heart felt inexplicably sweet.

[Ding! The task of praising your husband has been successfully completed! The reward of 10 yuan has been credited to your account!]

Delicious.

Back in their cramped mud-brick house, the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat awkward.

Lu Ting released Jiang Mian's small hand, as if he suddenly remembered something, and turned around to start rummaging through the drawers and cabinets in the room.

He first lifted the insole and took out a few neatly folded bills.

Then he pulled out a small package wrapped in oil paper from the lining of his tattered cotton-padded coat.

Finally, he gathered all the loose change together and stuffed it into Jiang Mian's hand.

Apart from the piggy bank that Jiang Mian had tampered with, this should be all of Lu Ting's belongings.

Jiang Mian held the crumpled but heavy wad of money in her hand, somewhat bewildered.

What are you doing?

After doing all this, Lu Ting stood stiffly in front of her.

He dared not look Jiang Mian in the eye, his head was lowered, and his voice was muffled, carrying a hint of barely perceptible tension.

"Although it's not much, I'll earn more in the future."

"Please...please don't despise me."

Jiang Mian's heart felt as if it had been gently bumped by something.

A fierce and ruthless person who can scare thugs to death in front of outsiders, but carefully presents everything about himself to me, for fear that I will find him disgusting.

[Ding! Detected a breakthrough in male lead's favorability! Congratulations, host, the system's "Spendthrift and Lucky Husband" module has been officially activated!]

[Main Quest Released: Go to town tomorrow and spend all the money your husband gave you!]

[Mission Description: The more you spend, the better your husband's luck will be! Host, please unleash your extravagant spending power!]

Jiang Mian: "..."

Wow, this system knows how to stimulate consumption.

She looked down and counted the money in her hand; it added up to more than fifty yuan!

In this day and age, that's a huge sum of money!

Jiang Mian raised her head and looked at the man in front of her who was still feeling uneasy.

The man was very tall; I had to crane my neck to see his expression.

The dim light of the kerosene lamp fell on the man's face, softening his rugged features.

Those eyes, which always carried a fierce look, were now filled with tension and anticipation.

Jiang Mian suddenly felt that this man was kind of cute.

She took a deep breath and made a bold decision.

I tiptoed forward and gently kissed that face, which was tense with nervousness.

Like a dragonfly skimming the water, they part ways in an instant.

Lu Ting's body stiffened, and he almost cracked open.

All he could feel was the soft, warm touch on his cheek and the deafening pounding of his own heart.

Jiang Mian looked at his dumbfounded expression and a sly smile appeared on her lips.

She waved the small amount of money in her hand, her voice sweet and crisp.

"Okay! Take me to the city tomorrow, I want to shop till I drop!"

Lu Ting nodded stiffly, his voice very soft, "Okay!"