With just one glance, Wang Ergou was already itching with desire.

When he found out Shen Nanchu slept alone at night in Wang Laowu’s house, his restless heart could no longer be contained.

Crouching in the bushes until midnight, bitten all over by mosquitoes, Wang Ergou didn’t feel the slightest discomfort.

The mere thought of holding that delicate beauty later…

Heh heh, his heart bubbled with delight.

Finally, when the dead of night arrived and no more sounds came from the house, Wang Ergou crawled out of the bushes and stealthily crept to Shen Nanchu’s door.

Seeing the door already slightly ajar, his impatience flared.

“Here I come, little beauty.”

Rubbing his hands together with a lecherous grin, he pushed the door open and stepped inside.

Before he could even lay a finger on her, his eyes were met with a fist.

Shen Nanchu believed in equal treatment—what the left got, the right couldn’t miss out on.

Thud!

Another punch.

Then came a kick below, punishing his wicked intentions.

Wang Ergou howled in pain, his body curling up like a shrimp.

The system hurriedly covered its eyes.

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Shen Nanchu stepped outside, casually picking up a wooden plank left under the eaves for house repairs, and slowly approached the writhing Wang Ergou.

Through his swollen eyes, all he could see was a celestial beauty under the hazy moonlight, wielding a “fairy stick” as she drew near.

Her serene smile was breathtaking!

Ahhh!

A bloodcurdling scream pierced the night, soaring straight into the sky…

Over at Village Chief Wang Jianguo’s house—

Wang Jianguo bolted upright in bed and nudged Yu Lanhua.

“Woman, did you hear that scream just now?”

“It’s the middle of the night—you’re dreaming! Go back to sleep. We’ve got work tomorrow.”

Yu Lanhua rolled over and went back to sleep.

Wang Jianguo strained his ears but heard nothing more.

Must’ve been his imagination.

Wang Xiumei, who lived closer to Shen Nanchu, heard it much clearer.

She slid down from her treehouse in a flash.

Her parents, Wang Dazhi and his wife, rushed out in their nightclothes.

“Was that from Comrade Shen’s place?”

“Yeah,” Wang Xiumei confirmed.

“Could it be a thief?”

Wang Dazhi grabbed a hoe from under the eaves and tossed one to Wang Xiumei.

“Let’s go.”

Armed with hoes and a flashlight, the family of three stormed toward Shen Nanchu’s house.

When they arrived, they froze in shock.

Shen Nanchu sat leisurely on the porch, legs crossed, tapping the ground with a wooden plank.

Before her knelt a man, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

That familiar voice and silhouette—it was none other than the village troublemaker, Wang Ergou!

“Uncle Dazhi, save me! I’ll never do it again!”

Wang Ergou scrambled toward Wang Dazhi like a drowning man clutching at straws.

Thud!

Shen Nanchu slammed the plank down.

“N-no! I’ll stop!”

Wang Ergou immediately retreated, resuming his frantic kowtowing.

Obedient as a dog—fitting for his name.

Shen Nanchu finally looked satisfied.

Daring to mess with her? She’d been waiting for a chance to make an example out of someone.

The Wang family stared, dumbfounded.

Wang Ergou had tried to steal a chicken but ended up losing the rice—beaten to a pulp by Comrade Shen?

She was downright fearless!

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By the time Wang Jianguo arrived after hearing the commotion, Wang Ergou was already a pitiful sight.

His eyes swollen black and blue, forehead smeared with dirt, snot and tears streaming down his face.

Spotting Wang Jianguo, Wang Ergou’s beady eyes lit up behind the puffiness—but after a twitch, he immediately straightened his kneeling posture.

He was terrified of the woman before him.

Pretty as she was, she was deadlier than a viper.

Without needing Shen Nanchu to explain, Wang Ergou confessed everything to Wang Jianguo.

The village chief’s face flushed red with fury.

Thank heavens Comrade Shen wasn’t some ordinary girl—if it had been another educated youth, who knows what might’ve happened?

Shen Nanchu stayed silent, waiting to see how Wang Jianguo would handle this.

The matter could be big or small—it all depended on his decision.

Without hesitation, Wang Jianguo ordered the villagers to tie Wang Ergou up tightly.

“Our Wang Family Village has always upheld honest traditions. We won’t tolerate this kind of thievery!”

“Wang Ergou attempted to assault a woman—that’s a crime! Tomorrow, I’ll personally take him to the police station. Let the law decide!”

Just then, a shriveled, sharp-faced old woman burst forward, shielding Wang Ergou.

“Who dares lay a hand on my Ergou?!”

This was Old Lady Yu, Wang Ergou’s grandmother.

Every spoiled brat has an enabler—and Wang Ergou’s delinquency was nurtured by her doting.

“Auntie Yu, you can’t do this. Ergou broke the law,” Wang Jianguo argued.

Old Lady Yu spat.

“Pah! Some village chief you are, siding with outsiders over your own kin!”

“Listen here—if anyone touches my Ergou, I’ll hang myself at their doorstep!”

Her unreasonable tantrum complicated things.

Shen Nanchu was already satisfied with Wang Jianguo’s stance.

Now, no matter what he did, he’d be caught between a rock and a hard place.

Some elders loved exploiting their age to act shamelessly.

But Shen Nanchu wasn’t about to indulge it.

“No wonder Wang Ergou turned out like this—his family’s motto must be ‘no rules, just vibes,’ huh?”

She advanced with the plank, making Wang Ergou cower behind Old Lady Yu.

“Granny, save me! I don’t wanna go to jail!”

“Don’t you worry, my boy. As long as I’m here, no one’s laying a finger on you!”

Old Lady Yu glared at Shen Nanchu, hatred flashing in her eyes—this little hussy reminded her of her runaway daughter-in-law.

“You little vixen! You must’ve seduced my Ergou! Why else would he break into your house?”

Wang Jianguo’s face burned with secondhand shame.

Before he could intervene, Shen Nanchu cut in.

“What stellar parenting—applauding your grandson’s crimes? If he murders someone, will you hand him the knife?”

“Keep shielding him, and I’ll report you too. Aiding a criminal is also a crime, you know.”

Old Lady Yu paled, her bravado flickering.

“You—you wouldn’t dare! I’ll hang myself at your door!”

Tears, tantrums, threats of suicide—Shen Nanchu wasn’t buying it.

She snatched the rope and swiftly bound both Wang Ergou and Old Lady Yu.

“Feel free to hang yourself at the police station instead.”

“Plenty of space, plenty of witnesses—perfect!”

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