【Disgust Points +10】

【Disgust Points +20】

【Disgust Points +25】

【Disgust Points +748】

748?

Does the female lead wish for her own death?

Even the disgust points are delivered with such depth.

Shen Nanchu raised an eyebrow, a cold glint flashing at the corner of her eye as her lips curled into a half-smirk of disdain.

“System, was this little drama orchestrated by the female lead?”

“Host, yes. She’s sneaky—egging others on while hiding in the shadows.”

The system, well-trained, was fiercely loyal. To it, the host’s enemies were all villains.

Shen Nanchu’s smirk deepened. “Did she just insult me too?”

“Yes, four times.” The system had been counting.

Shen Nanchu’s lips twitched. “Should I insult her back?”

The system fell silent again. This question exceeded its CPU capacity.

Watching Jiang Shuyi hiding among the crowd, Shen Nanchu’s smile grew even more pronounced.

Insult her back? Of course not.

She wasn’t a dog. If bitten by one, would she bite back?

That would be too childish.

Shen Nanchu preferred a more direct approach—why not just sew the mouth shut?

Her smile vanished abruptly.

“Comrade Jiang, we only met after coming to Wang Family Village, didn’t we?”

Jiang Shuyi hadn’t expected Shen Nanchu to call her out so suddenly. She hurriedly masked the resentment on her face and nodded.

“Then how is it that you know so much about me and the Pei family, as if you’d witnessed it all firsthand?”

Shen Nanchu waited with a smile for Jiang Shuyi’s response.

All the villagers turned their eyes to Jiang Shuyi.

The people of Wang Family Village might not have much education, but that didn’t mean they were fools.

“Right! How does Comrade Jiang know that young man’s name?”

“Not just his name, but even the details of his family affairs.”

“Wait, didn’t the Pei family just arrive yesterday?”

…

Faced with everyone’s suspicion—especially Pei Zhengnian’s probing gaze—Jiang Shuyi was seething inside.

She couldn’t very well say she was a reincarnator, could she?

As Pei Zhengnian’s expression grew colder, Jiang Shuyi’s fury surged, and she blamed it all on Shen Nanchu.

【Disgust Points +100】

“Shen Nanchu, if you don’t want people to know, don’t do it in the first place. Don’t you have any self-awareness?”

“Your reputation is common knowledge in the capital—just ask around!”

“Daydreaming, two-timing, gold-digging!”

Insulting her again?

Really pushing it, huh?

Shen Nanchu’s hand itched.

This was unforgivable.

Slap!

(￣ε(#￣)

Jiang Shuyi’s face burned with pain.

“Shen Nanchu, you dare hit me?”

She stared in disbelief.

“My hand slipped~~~ Sorry!”

Tossing out the flippant remark, Shen Nanchu then pouted and extended her hand to Pei Zhengnian.

“It hurts.”

“Her face is so thick!”

Pei Zhengnian’s temple twitched violently.

Whose face was thick here?

The one who got slapped wasn’t complaining, yet the slapper was crying about pain?

He glanced at Shen Nanchu’s slightly reddened palm, then at Jiang Shuyi’s unmarked face, conflicted.

Could she really be in pain?

・ࡇ・

Seeing that even after being struck, Pei Zhengnian’s attention remained entirely on Shen Nanchu, Jiang Shuyi nearly ground her teeth to dust.

“Fox spirit.”

【Disgust Points +100】

【Disgust Points +50】

More insults?

Fine!

Shen Nanchu swung again.

Slap!

Shen Nanchu: “Oops, my hand slipped again.”

Jiang Shuyi: “You vicious, wretched—”

Slap!

Shen Nanchu: “Sorry, slipped again.”

Clutching her stinging cheek, Jiang Shuyi’s eyes spat fire. “Shen Nanchu, you’re doing this on purpose!”

Shen Nanchu looked at her like she was an idiot. “Just figuring that out? Of course I am. And… it can hurt even more.”

Jiang Shuyi, frantic, turned to the village chief. “Chief Wang, aren’t you going to stop Shen Nanchu from hitting people?”

“Then I’ll address your insults first,” Wang Jianguo replied, impatience clear on his face. “If you hadn’t cursed at Comrade Shen, would she have slapped you?”

If not for Jiang Shuyi stirring up trouble, he’d have already led the villagers in clearing two acres of weeds.

Now, what was this nonsense he had to deal with?

Annoying as hell.

(￢^￢!)

Shen Nanchu figured the female lead must have grown too accustomed to her time in the detention cell—now that she was out, she couldn’t rest unless she found a way back in.

Since Jiang Shuyi was so eager to return, Shen Nanchu felt obliged to help.

For once, Shen Nanchu looked at Jiang Shuyi seriously.

“Earlier, if I heard correctly, you were the one who shouted ‘adultery,’ right?”

“That’s right, it was Comrade Jiang who called us here,” a villager chimed in, ever eager to join the drama.

“Then here’s the question, Comrade Jiang—how did you know someone would be sneaking around my place today?”

Shen Nanchu never bothered with self-defense. That was for others to handle.

“You’re so invested in the Pei family’s affairs, so quick to frame me for adultery—what exactly are you scheming?”

The villagers, led by Shen Nanchu’s words, began pondering.

“Yeah, what’s Comrade Jiang’s angle here?”

“She’s not as pretty or capable as Comrade Shen—could jealousy have twisted her?”

“What if… Comrade Jiang is a spy, here to cause chaos?”

A spy?

That was a serious matter—one that demanded immediate action.

At last, Village Chief Wang Jianguo spoke up.

“Comrade Jiang, you’d better explain yourself clearly. Otherwise, I’ll have no choice but to send you to the police station.”

The police station?

Absolutely not!

Jiang Shuyi panicked for real this time.

“I… I overheard Song Qingyang talking about it.”

Shifting the blame while still smearing Shen Nanchu, she added,

“He said he was meeting Shen Nanchu here at this time today.”

“If you don’t believe me, ask him! I’m not lying.”

“But… he’s still unconscious.”

So she was pinning everything on Song Qingyang, taking advantage of his inability to defend himself?

“I’ll wake Comrade Song up.”

A helpful villager grabbed a basin of water from outside and splashed it over the unconscious Song Qingyang.

The water, left over from washing coal briquettes last night, was something Shen Nanchu hadn’t gotten around to tossing out yet.

Splash!

A pungent mix of feces and urine instantly jolted Song Qingyang awake.

Seeing the crowd around him, he snapped back to reality.

“I—I didn’t do anything!”

A classic case of protesting too much.

“If you did nothing, why were you in Comrade Shen’s room?” Wang Jianguo roared.

“Speak the truth, or get out of Wang Family Village!”

Could he confess?

Song Qingyang clenched his teeth and went all in.

“It… it was Shen Nanchu who asked me to come.”

…

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