Quick Transmigration: The Villain Is Too Pampered and Alluring - Chapter 197

When Sheng Fei returned home, he proudly carried two pheasants and smugly showed them off to Sheng Nuan.

His net had been set up for a week, and he checked it every day. Finally, he had caught two pheasants… Sheng Nuan didn’t even have the heart to expose him.

That evening, while stewing the chicken, Sheng Nuan talked to the family about planting Gastrodia elata.

Hearing about artificial cultivation, Sheng Qingyang and his wife were somewhat skeptical and uneasy, but Sheng Fei listened intently with bright eyes.

After Sheng Nuan finished speaking, Sheng Fei was the first to agree, “It doesn’t hurt to give it a try, right? The lease for the land isn’t expensive. We can treat the first year as an experiment. I think my sister has a point… If it works out, we’ll strike it rich.”

With the brother and sister taking turns to persuade them, Sheng Qingyang and his wife eventually agreed to give it a try, and Sheng Nuan was relieved.

Sheng Fei clicked his tongue from the side, “If no one ever dares to try anything new, where would opportunities come from? Spending a lifetime scraping by in the dirt, barely full but never starving—what’s the point of living like that…?”

Xue Suwan reached over and grabbed his ear, “You’re not even close to having things figured out, and you’re already looking down on farmers? You ought to be paraded through the streets for a proper lesson.”

Sheng Fei quickly begged for mercy, “I’m not looking down on anyone. I’m a farmer myself, how could I? I was just sighing, you understand? Sighing! Do you get it? Ahh… my ear’s going to come off…”

Sheng Nuan was gloating from the side.

When the chicken soup was ready, Xue Suwan sent Sheng Fei and Sheng Nuan to deliver it to the soldiers in the courtyard… They discovered that the soldiers wouldn’t accept the chicken meat, but they reluctantly accepted the soup, which was kind of endearing.

It seemed they didn’t want to take advantage of the common folk, even if the people were willing…

Sheng Nuan carried a bowl of chicken soup and knocked on Pei Shuo’s door, thinking to herself that since he’d be moving out soon, there was no harm in being a little more attentive. It was all just good manners.

Pei Shuo’s voice came through, low and steady, “Come in.”

Sheng Nuan walked in and was stunned.

Pei Shuo was sitting at the table, bandaging a wound on his arm with one hand… His movements were clearly practiced, but bandaging with one hand was still rather inconvenient.

Sheng Nuan put down the soup, “Let me help you.”

Pei Shuo paused slightly.

Sheng Nuan smiled, “Don’t worry, it’s just a small favor. I won’t hold it over you or bother you about returning the favor later.”

Pei Shuo didn’t say anything, so Sheng Nuan walked over, pulled up a small stool, and sat beside him, carefully helping with the bandage.

When she saw the wound, she hesitated for a moment… It was a gunshot wound.

However, it seemed like the bullet had only grazed him. Though the cut was a bit deep, fortunately, the bullet hadn’t lodged inside.

The medicine on the wound wasn’t applied properly, so she grabbed the nearby bottle, read the instructions, then sprinkled the powder on, covered it with gauze, and quickly and gently began bandaging it.

Sheng Nuan lowered her head, carefully focusing on the bandaging, while Pei Shuo sat there, his gaze lowered, watching her. His eyes were deep, and a dark light swirled within, as though it was on the verge of breaking free.

Once she finished bandaging, Sheng Nuan pointed to the chicken soup. “Drink some, it’ll help with recovery.”

After speaking, she turned to leave… Just as she took a step, her arm was suddenly gripped tightly.

Sheng Nuan frowned and looked back, “What?”

Pei Shuo gazed at her quietly, his voice low and deep, “I’m moving out… but not because I feel like you’ve been bothering me.”

“Huh?” Sheng Nuan was a bit confused.

Why bring this up all of a sudden…

In the next instant, she felt her body lighten as she was unexpectedly lifted and placed on the table. Before she could react, a tall and imposing figure enveloped her.

Pei Shuo’s eyes had a touch of madness. He grasped her small chin and lowered his head to kiss her…

Sheng Nuan was completely stunned.

She felt as though she were being hunted by a large beast, surrounded by an overwhelming aura of aggressive hormones…

When she snapped out of it, she pushed with all her strength.

Compared to Pei Shuo’s power, her little strength was almost negligible, yet she easily managed to push him away.

Pei Shuo stepped back, quietly watching her, his breathing a little uneven.

Sheng Nuan, still a bit dazed, looked at him, then heard Pei Shuo say in a hoarse voice, “Now do you understand?”

He said, “This is the consequence if I don’t move out…”

Pei Shuo looked at her, “Aren’t you going to slap me?”

Sheng Nuan blinked, “I’m a little confused…”

Pei Shuo pressed his lips together, pausing briefly before he spoke in a low voice, “To be honest, so am I.”

After a moment of silence, Pei Shuo quietly spoke again, “In the past, when I was on missions, I was never afraid of death. But this time, I was scared.”

He said, “I was afraid I wouldn’t see you again. I hadn’t kissed you yet, and I felt like I’d have regrets in this life…”

He looked at Sheng Nuan and calmly said, “But not anymore.”

Sheng Nuan blinked.

Pei Shuo asked, “Aren’t you going to call for help?”

Sheng Nuan asked him, “Call for what?”

Pei Shuo said, “Call for someone to catch the scoundrel…”

There was a moment of silence, then Sheng Nuan asked curiously, “What if I call out?”

Pei Shuo replied, “I’d accept it. It’s the truth.”

The two of them fell into a short silence.

In the next moment, Sheng Nuan reached out and pushed him away, “The gauze is bleeding through… This time, you can bandage it yourself.”

As the door closed again, Pei Shuo gradually came back to his senses, his expression unusually dazed.

He had been prepared… prepared to be called a scoundrel, slapped by that little girl, and to face any consequences. But she… didn’t say anything at all.

So, what exactly did she mean?

Pei Shuo flicked open his lighter and lit a cigarette, glancing faintly at the bl00d seeping through the gauze on his arm. He took a deep drag on the cigarette… feeling the messy, frustrated fire burning in his chest, he suddenly let out a short laugh.

After living for twenty-six years, twenty-six years of lawlessness… he was effortlessly caught in the palm of a little girl’s hand.

Like a humble prisoner waiting to be sentenced…

Later that night, just before midnight, customer service informed Sheng Nuan that Sheng Xi had been brought home.

Sheng Xi had borrowed someone’s bicycle from the village. In this era, a bicycle was a big-ticket item, and by the afternoon, she still hadn’t returned it, so the owner came knocking on the door.

Sheng Xi’s mother, Ma Fang, angrily ran back to her maternal family to find her daughter, only to discover that the sky had collapsed…

Zhou Fang, under the influence of the drug Ma Laibei had given him, had no sense of restraint. Sheng Xi could no longer walk, and when she saw her mother, she cried hysterically, her eyes swollen.

Ma Fang was also distraught, but she forced herself to remain calm. Late at night, when everything was quiet, she borrowed a cart and, with the help of her elder brother and sister-in-law, brought her daughter back home.

When returning the bicycle, she told the owner that Sheng Xi had fallen off while riding it, then hurried back home…

Customer service even asked Sheng Nuan if she wanted to watch a live broadcast of what was happening at Sheng Xi’s house, but Sheng Nuan declined.

She had simply returned to Sheng Xi what she deserved, and in the process, helped avenge the original host… As for how Sheng Xi wailed and cursed at home, Sheng Nuan had no interest in watching.

It just depends on how Sheng Xi’s family plans to deal with it… She doesn’t mind adding fuel to the fire if necessary.

After all, Zhou Fang is still out there jumping around.

Neither of them should get off easy…

Lying in bed, Sheng Nuan couldn’t fall asleep. Pei Shuo’s aggressive face kept appearing in her mind.

She had always liked the little fresh meat type, but when she thought of the way Pei Shuo looked at her, speaking each word deliberately, she couldn’t help but feel… a little stirred.

She chatted with customer service: “What do you think… of Pei Shuo?”

The next instant, customer service’s voice sounded: “Pei Shuo, male, 26 years old, height 188 cm, weight 78 kg, bl00d type O, eight-pack abs, size—”

Sheng Nuan almost choked, “Stop, stop, stop…”

Customer service: (￣▽￣)~*