Renting a young, attractive woman to take home for the Chinese New Year infuriates the entire villag

Although Jiang Chen wished he could kill his uncle's family right now, all his methods had to wait until tomorrow.

There is something that cannot wait any longer.

Sun Mengjia's condition just now was terrifying.

Although she seemed cheerful on the surface, as if nothing had happened, Jiang Chen knew that something was definitely wrong with her.

"Let's go for a walk."

Jiang Chen took her down jacket and handed it to her.

As Sun Mengjia put on her clothes, she looked at him suspiciously: "What are you doing so mysteriously? I'm not going out in this freezing weather."

Jiang Chen whispered in her ear, "Fifty."

"You should have said so earlier! Let's go now!"

In the rural area on a winter night, the wind was biting cold, and there was hardly anyone on the road.

After walking for a while, Jiang Chen still didn't know how to start the conversation.

Sun Mengjia shrank her neck, put her hands in her pockets, suddenly chuckled, and moved closer to Jiang Chen:

"Old man, sneaking out is one thing, but not letting Xiaoxue come with you? Are you planning to go out with me to do... you know?"

"They were stunned by my domineering presence today, fell in love with me, and now they'd love to lick my feet?"

As she spoke, she deliberately stuck out one foot and wiggled it:

"Let me tell you, I haven't washed my feet for two days, so the smell is definitely strong. If you like that, I can certainly satisfy your craving."

Jiang Chen was exasperated and flicked her forehead.

"How exactly do you manage to drive anytime, anywhere?"

"You don't use your brain when you do things, and all you talk about is the same old stuff. I bet you don't have any brains at all, just a bunch of dirty rubbish."

Sun Mengjia rubbed her forehead and pouted, "Tch~ You don't understand romance."

The two walked to the small river at the edge of the village, and Jiang Chen stopped, his expression turning serious:

"I called you out to tell you that you shouldn't get involved in these kinds of things in the future, and you shouldn't act impulsively."

"You also took a knife. Don't you realize that taking a knife changes the nature of the situation?"

"Moreover, it would be more dangerous to have a knife."

Jiang Chen looked at her, his tone stern: "Can you guarantee that one strike will render all of them incapable of resisting?"

"Carrying a knife does increase in intimidation and combat effectiveness, but there's no need to brandish it right away. If your adrenaline kicks in, you might actually try to take me down even with a knife pointed at you."

"In winter, people wear thick clothes, so it's not so easy for you to hurt anyone. With your small strength and physique, you might not even be able to hurt anyone before someone snatches the knife from you."

"If the knife ends up in the hands of a bloodthirsty thug, will you still be alive?"

Sun Mengjia was stunned for a moment. Looking at Jiang Chen's stern but clearly anxious eyes, she suddenly felt a warmth in her heart.

She lowered her head, drew circles on the ground with her toes, and muttered softly:

"Are you showing concern for me?"

Jiang Chen was speechless.

"Why can't you understand?"

"I'm afraid that if you die, I'll have to pay compensation!"

"Tch~ Stubborn to the end." Sun Mengjia stuck out her tongue, but was in an exceptionally good mood.

"Okay, okay, I got it. I won't carry a knife anymore, alright?"

"So this is what you called me out for? You made me change clothes and suffer in the freezing cold, I'm speechless. I'm starving, I want some roast chicken."

Jiang Chen sighed helplessly, "You're hungry again right after eating? Are you a pig?"

Just then.

Two blinding beams of headlights suddenly shone from afar.

A black sedan drove up from the village road.

Jiang Chen instinctively pulled Sun Mengjia to the side of the road.

However, as the car passed by them, it suddenly slowed down and then slammed on the brakes to a stop.

The car window rolled down, and a head with dyed yellow hair poked out. By the car headlights, the headlights revealed Jiang Chen's face, and the headlights immediately lit up with a smile.

"Holy crap! Isn't that Brother Chen?"

"What are you doing here so late at night in this freezing weather?"

Jiang Chen squinted at it before recognizing it.

It was Zhang Zhichao from the next village. They were classmates in elementary and middle school. He used to be a troublemaker in school. Their relationship wasn't particularly good, but it wasn't particularly bad either.

He fought with Jiang Chen a lot when they were kids, and he was one of the people who ganged up on Jiang Chen back then.

We lost touch more in junior high and even less in high school.

Although we still managed to meet twice a year after that, it was limited to just a few words each time.

Jiang Chen hasn't returned all these years, and there's been absolutely no contact with him.

"Zhang Zhichao, it's been years! You're still as dashing as ever. I just ate too much and came out to digest," Jiang Chen said politely.

Zhang Zhichao rested his arm on the car window, his gaze passing over Jiang Chen and landing directly on Sun Mengjia.

Although Sun Mengjia was wearing a down jacket, the neckline was slightly open, and her delicate yet slightly wild face was particularly charming in the night.

The most crucial element is the bulging neckline.

Even with the down jacket covering her up, her great figure was still undeniable, which made Zhang Zhichao's eyes light up and his Adam's apple bob involuntarily.

"Is this your girlfriend? She's really beautiful, with that figure, wow."

Jiang Chen frowned.

But they are classmates after all. We only met once on the street, and we may never have the chance to meet again in this lifetime. There is no need to make things too awkward.

Therefore, Jiang Chen just smiled awkwardly: "Are you going home? You go first, we can talk again when you have time, it's getting late."

However, Zhang Zhichao had no intention of leaving just like that, and asked, "Where are you going? It's so cold, don't let your sister-in-law get cold."

"Get in the car, I'll give you a ride."

"It's warm in my car, so I've kept the air conditioning on."

Jiang Chen refused again: "Really, there's no need. We're just going to wander around the neighborhood."

Unexpectedly, Sun Mengjia sniffled and patted Jiang Chen's arm:

"It's fine if you don't get on the bus. I'm thinking of buying a roast chicken; I'm starving."

Jiang Chen whispered in her ear, "No, we just finished eating. Besides, if you want to eat, I can drive you to buy it. Why would you want to ride in his car?"

Sun Mengjia, however, said nonchalantly, "Oh, we're all old classmates, why be so formal? They already offered to give us a ride."

Zhang Zhichao quickly unlocked the car door and greeted him warmly, "That's right, Brother Chen, you're being too polite. Let your wife get in the car, don't let her get cold!"

His gaze remained fixed on Sun Mengjia's chest, unable to look away.

Jiang Chen was helpless.

Sun Mengjia had already opened the car door and gotten in, so even if he was unwilling, he had no choice but to follow her into the back seat.

But I was also a little annoyed.

A "spiritual girl" is just that—a "spiritual girl." How can she have absolutely no sense of safety or any sense of caution?

Can't you tell he has bad intentions?

Can't you see that the way he's looking at you is off?

He suddenly realized that his idea of ​​having Sun Mengjia get a medical check-up was unnecessary.

Even if a person like this doesn't have syphilis, AIDS, or cancer, they're bound to get genital warts.

Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen, if you can think this kind of person is clean, you must have been kicked in the head by a donkey.

Sun Mengjia may not be hungry, but you are really hungry!

Even so, Jiang Chen deliberately squeezed himself into the middle, pushing Sun Mengjia from the center to the other side, making it inconvenient for Zhang Zhichao to peek at her in the rearview mirror.

Sun Mengjia was squeezed to the side of the car door and angrily shoved him, saying, "Why the hell are you pushing me?"

Jiang Chen's lips twitched.

Can't you see that he's been staring at you?

But then I wonder if she might enjoy being watched?

So he ignored her and explained to Zhang Zhichao, "She's not usually like this."

As Zhang Zhichao drove, he chuckled and said, "Hey, I didn't realize, Brother Chen, that you're henpecked."

"My sister-in-law has a really fiery personality, and I like that kind of exciting side."

As he spoke, he began checking household registration records again:

"Brother Chen, where are you working now? You've struck it rich, haven't you?"

Jiang Chen leaned back in his chair, sighed, and looked dejected: "What's the point of making money? I'm currently unemployed. I was just laid off by the company before the New Year, so I'm going home early."

"Ouch!"

Zhang Zhichao's tone carried a hint of schadenfreude: "The current economic climate is tough. Many of my classmates who were out there have slunk back. Some even have a lot of online loan debt. You don't owe any money, do you?"

Jiang Chen: "No, I just haven't saved up much money."

Zhang Zhichao was immediately filled with a sense of superiority: "It's nothing, it's nothing. These days, young people are already very lucky if they don't have any debts and have a wife, let alone a wife as beautiful as yours."

"Where does your sister-in-law work? Did she also come back from a big city?"

Sun Mengjia was playing on her phone and replied without looking up:

"If you don't have a job, you're just drifting through life."

"mix?"

Zhang Zhichao paused for a moment, then shook his head, a hint of disdain in his tone:

"Oh dear, you two are going to have a tough time from now on. Neither of you is working, so you're just going to be living off your savings."

"No wonder I was walking on the street so late at night, and there wasn't a single car in sight."

"Brother Chen, if you ever need my help, just let me know. I deliver goods in the county, and I know the roads well."

"In our rural areas, unlike big cities, it's really inconvenient not to have a car. You have to walk to get around."

Jiang Chen said calmly, "I have a car, but I haven't driven it."

Zhang Zhichao didn't believe it at all: "What's there to pretend with me?"

"If you don't have a car, you don't have a car. No need to pretend. We're classmates; would I laugh at you for not having a car?"

"It's normal for young people these days not to be able to afford a car. If you need a car, just tell me, and I won't charge you."

As he spoke, his eyes began to dart toward the rearview mirror, trying to find Sun Mengjia.

Jiang Chen sneered inwardly upon seeing this.

This guy seems kind on the surface, but he just wants to show off his car and maybe even hook up with Sun Mengjia.

Jiang Chen didn't want to explain that he owned a luxury car, lest the kid feel more pressured or try to shamelessly borrow money.

At the same time, it was also to cut off his inappropriate thoughts about Sun Mengjia.

So Jiang Chen sighed and pretended to be completely giving up:

"To be honest with you, I haven't been doing very well out there."

"I didn't earn any money, I got fired, and I don't even have a car."

"Actually, she's not my girlfriend at all."

As he spoke, Jiang Chen suddenly grabbed Sun Mengjia's wrist and rolled up her sleeve, revealing her wrist covered in tattoos.

"Stop calling her 'sister-in-law' all the time. She's just a young, energetic girl. I rented her on Xianyu for 500 yuan so I wouldn't be pressured to get married when I went home for Chinese New Year, and also to save face."

"Look at this tattoo, who in their right mind would get something like that?"