The Scumbag Ex-Wife of the Heroine in the Old Abusive Article - Chapter 3

Not another marking!

Qin Yang, too lazy to argue, pushed open the door. A wave of intense rose fragrance rushed out, causing her legs to buckle. She barely managed to steady herself against the doorframe.

The woman on the bed had flushed cheeks and watery phoenix eyes. Strands of sweat-dampened hair clung to her cheeks, a hint of coquettishness lingering at the corners of her eyes.

The old physician’s expression darkened. “This is bad. She’s in her Kunze Rainfall Period. You should leave immediately.” As a Zhongyong, he couldn’t detect pheromones, but the female Qianyuan before him was clearly already affected.

Qin Yang steadied her mind, casting a worried glance at the woman on the bed. Knowing she couldn’t help here, she retreated and closed the door.

Turning around, she met Liu Yue’e’s venomous gaze.

This woman is truly…

No wonder her fate was as miserable as the Original Host’s.

Liu Yue’e: “Don’t even think about getting me to pay. I can barely afford food. In all my years, I’ve never seen a Kunze in Rainfall Period need a physician. Everyone just endures it.”

Qin Yang was worried about Wen Jin’an’s condition. Compounded by the effects of Wen Jin’an’s pheromone, her head was buzzing. Unwilling to engage with Liu Yue’e, she maintained a stony silence.

To her surprise, Liu Yue’e, ignored, rushed back into the house and stormed out moments later. “Qin Yang, you cursed thief! You stole my money to call a doctor for that jinx!”

With that, she grabbed Qin Yang’s arm, demanding the money back.

Qin Yang, already dizzy, felt her stomach churn with nausea as Liu Yue’e shook her. She braced herself and shoved Liu Yue’e away.

“I didn’t take your money.”

“Then where did you get the money to call a doctor?”

Qin Yang genuinely had no money to pay a doctor. The Qin Family hadn’t divided their assets, and all the household funds were controlled by Liu Yue’e. Qin Yang knew Liu Yue’e would never part with a single coin. So, on the way, she had arranged with the doctor to defer payment, promising to settle the bill in a few days.

Having only recently arrived in this world, Qin Yang was still unclear about many things. The novel had provided limited details, and she needed money to leave this place and send the Female Lead to the Capital.

She had to find a way to earn money quickly.

Seeing Qin Yang offer no rebuttal, Liu Yue’e became even more convinced she had taken the money. She reached out to search Qin Yang, but Qin Yang dodged her hand.

Qin Yang’s expression turned cold. She had always disliked people getting too close. In a low voice, she demanded, “Do you have any proof I took it?”

Proof?

Liu Yue’e froze for a moment, then shrieked, “What proof do you need? The doctor came to the house! If you didn’t steal my money, where did you get it?”

Qin Yang laughed in exasperation at her absurd accusations. So, calling a doctor meant she had stolen Liu Yue’e’s money? Would Liu Yue’e claim any coin Qin Yang found on the street was hers?

But then, Qin Yang realized Liu Yue’e was shameless enough to do exactly that.

Just as she was about to retort, the courtyard gate swung open, and three figures entered. An elderly man in his fifties, his skin tanned dark from years of working in the fields, led the way. Behind him were two young Qianyuan, one male and one female. The man had a simple, honest face, while the woman was strikingly pretty, her features bearing a faint resemblance to Qin Yang’s. Without a doubt, the old man was the Original Host’s father, and the other two must be the Qin Family’s remaining Qianyuan.

“What’s all the commotion? Aren’t you ashamed?” Qin Youcai set down his hoe and glanced at Qin Yang. “Is what your mother said true? Did you steal money from the family?”

Heh!

Qin Yang was speechless. The original host’s father was no better than Liu Yue’e. They usually played good cop and bad cop, but the moment money was mentioned, he immediately joined in.

“Father, please don’t rush to conclusions. Let’s hear what Fourth Sister has to say first,” Qin Yong urged.

“What’s there to say? Can’t you see the doctor’s already here?” Liu Yue’e raised her voice.

Hearing that a doctor had been summoned, Qin Youcai immediately sided with Liu Yue’e. Wincing at the thought of the family’s money, he pointed at his eldest son. “Go tell that so-called doctor to leave. We don’t need any medical care here.”

“Let’s see who dares,” Qin Yang declared, standing firmly in the doorway. Before transmigrating, she had been the CEO of a publicly traded company. Years of commanding authority had imbued her with an invisible aura of dominance. Her tall, slender frame towered over Qin Yong by half a head.

Qin Yong instinctively took a step back, glancing uneasily at Liu Yue’e.

“Father, maybe we should…”

“You useless piece of trash!” Liu Yue’e spat, her anger flaring. She was about to grab Qin Yang when Qin Zhao, who rarely spoke, interjected, “There’s nothing wrong with seeing a doctor when you’re sick. As for the stolen money, let’s investigate properly before making accusations.”

“What?” Liu Yue’e thought she’d misheard. Not only had her second son spoken up today, but he was also contradicting her! This was outrageous. She immediately turned her fury on Qin Zhao. “Second son, explain yourself! What do you mean ‘see a doctor when you’re sick’? Have you ever seen a Kunze seek medical help during their Rainfall Period? Does she not have a Qianyuan? You’ve clearly been bewitched by her! This little harlot has already seduced one of my daughters—isn’t that enough? Now she’s trying to seduce my…”

“Shut up!” Qin Yang couldn’t take it anymore. Liu Yue’e’s shamelessness had completely exceeded her imagination. “You want to know who took your money? Why don’t you search the rooms of your two precious darlings? You’ll find your answer there.”

Don’t ask her how she knew. It was obvious, especially with Qin Cheng. How much money had he secretly given to Liu Dian?

“Don’t talk nonsense! How could Third Elder and Fifth Elder possibly go to my room…” Liu Yue’e paused, her expression shifting. Abandoning her argument with Qin Yang, she rushed into Qin Cheng and Qin Luo’s room.

Since both Qin Cheng and Qin Luo were Kunze and there were no spare rooms in the house, they shared a room.

Just then, Qin Yang’s door opened, and the old doctor emerged.

“How is she?” Qin Yang asked anxiously.

“I’ve given her medicine,” the doctor replied. “She’s been chronically deficient in qi and bl00d, and this is her first marking. The Rainfall Period is particularly intense. As her Qianyuan, you need to soothe your Kunze properly. Make sure she rests well and avoids strenuous work for the time being.”

“Of course,” Qin Yang assured him. “I’ll make sure she doesn’t lift a finger.”

Suddenly, she remembered something. “Do I need to get any more medicine?”

The doctor sighed and pulled a porcelain jar from his medical kit, handing it to her. “This is a suppressant balm I prepared. You can apply it during her Rainfall Period, but don’t use it this time. Proper soothing should suffice.”

Proper soothing?

Does that mean… more marking?!

Qin Yang’s face flushed crimson. After last night’s bite, her life was already hanging by a thread in the Female Lead’s hands. Another bite…

Qin Yang couldn’t bear to imagine how the Female Lead would treat her once she reclaimed her true identity.

One thing was certain: her fate would be even worse than the Original Host’s.

Seeing her bewildered expression, the old doctor instructed, “When a Kunze experiences a fever, release a moderate amount of pheromone to soothe them. Remember to be cautious about the quantity.” Without waiting for Qin Yang’s reaction, he shouldered his medicine chest and departed.

As soon as the doctor left, Qin Yang lost all interest in staying to watch the Qin Family’s commotion. She turned and retreated to her room.

The Kunze pheromone had dissipated, leaving only a faint fragrance lingering in the air.

Wen Jin’an lay on the bed with her back to Qin Yang. Hearing the door open, she knew Qin Yang had returned, and her body tensed instantly. She had overheard the doctor’s instructions and would rather endure the discomfort herself than let this person soothe her.

Seeing Wen Jin’an’s posture—clearly signaling her desire to avoid contact—and with no place to sit in the room, Qin Yang rubbed her hands together. Gazing at the figure on the bed, she couldn’t help but sigh.

Standing awkwardly like this was truly embarrassing.

If the Original Host hadn’t been such a scoundrel, she might have been able to sit on the edge of the bed. But now, that was out of the question.