Reborn as the Villain's Wife, I Shine in 80s

Chapter 19: 018 No One Believes Her (Add more at 300 favorites)

"Forget it, Chen Ming," Zhou Zheng stepped forward to persuade. "Why are you so impulsive? If there’s something to say, say it properly. She struck first, but as men, we shouldn’t retaliate." Anyway, seeing Tian Sangsang crying today really felt satisfying.

Listening to Zhou Zheng’s words, Chen Ming brushed away the brief guilt that flashed in his mind. Yeah, Tian Sangsang struck first. He was just standing up for his future brother-in-law.

"So what? Teacher Zhou, you’ve just arrived recently, so you wouldn’t know. Tian Sangsang is the kind of person who bullies the weak and fears the strong. She’s been domineering for too long. Giving her a lesson today means she won’t dare act recklessly in the future. We can’t let her think she can bully whoever she pleases. I’m just a rough man. Since you scholarly types wouldn’t strike, I would. Let’s go, we’re leaving. By the way, you all better keep your distance from her in the future to avoid trouble."

"Chen Ming, thank you so much for today," Tian Tian smiled sweetly.

"It’s nothing," Chen Ming’s eyes lingered on her, scratching his head awkwardly.

"I didn’t see a thing," Zhou Zheng remarked with a pointed undertone.

Tian Tian lowered her head, staring at the tip of her toe.

"Brother!" Chen Ying pinched Chen Ming’s arm covertly, snapping him out of his daze.

"Who said you could leave? All of you, stop right there." A chilling voice came from behind them.

The group turned around, seeing Tian Sangsang now standing up. She looked even more unsightly, with tear streaks on her face and traces of dirt. She wiped the blood on her hand onto her clothes and sneered, "Shouldn’t we settle what just happened?"

Tian Tian fearfully ducked behind Chen Ming, who protectively shielded her and retorted angrily, "What do you want? If you have the guts, come for me. Let me tell you, Tian Sangsang, I’ve been sick of you for quite some time!"

Zhou Zheng suppressed his feelings of disdain and disgust.

But Chen Ying scrutinized Tian Sangsang with curiosity. Something felt off. Today, Tian Sangsang was unusually talkative.

"So you think you can hit people without rhyme or reason? Chen Ming, you’re supposed to be a squad leader in the village. Do you have any decency at all?" Tian Sangsang sneered with contempt. Chen Ming, the village chief’s son and the squad leader, wasn’t bad-looking, but he was overly righteous—a blunt, stubborn man. Chen Ying was Chen Ming’s younger sister.

"If you hadn’t struck Teacher Zhou first, would I have hit you? I was far away with Yingzi and Tian Tian when we saw you act first. What, now you’re trying to deny it?"

"What I did to him has nothing to do with you. Who do you think you are to judge me? Just because he’s your future brother-in-law? Things aren’t set in stone yet; until the final moment, he’s not your brother-in-law! Even if he becomes your brother-in-law, your blatant favoritism makes it clear you’re abusing your position."

Chen Ying’s face turned red with anger, "Tian Sangsang, are you cursing my relationship with Zhou Zheng on purpose?"

"I’m not cursing you. I’m hoping you’ll open your eyes."

"Enough!" Chen Ming roared. "My sister’s matters are none of your concern. I hit you today because you deserved it. I admit it, I feel no guilt whatsoever."

Tian Sangsang raised an unimpressed brow, "You really are oblivious. Teacher Zhou called my son a bastard. Forget throwing stones; I would’ve swung a hoe at him if I could!"

Chen Ming chuckled in disbelief, as if he’d heard a ridiculous joke. "Who are you trying to fool? Teacher Zhou would never say something so vulgar. Teacher Zhou graduated college, came from the city, and is the village’s teacher. He’s obviously a more decent person than you, a fat slob. Look at yourself in the mirror—it’s hilarious how ugly you are, and now you’ve got the nerve to accuse Teacher Zhou? Do you think we’re all idiots?"

"Hey, Chen Ming, watch your words," Zhou Zheng cleared his throat and turned to Tian Sangsang, speaking earnestly. "Tian Sangsang, I saw the love letter you gave me yesterday—but I don’t like you. I really have someone I’m seeing; it’s Yingzi. I know being rejected hurts you, but I can’t avoid rejecting you just because you’re upset, because that would only hurt you more. You can resent me, that’s fine, but you shouldn’t say such vulgar things in front of a child. It could negatively influence them. Your son’s biological father is unknown, and mentioning it in such a manner will surely make him self-conscious."

"You vile person!" Meng Shuyan stood straight, pressed his lips together, and declared, "Never seen someone so nasty." Mom was right—this guy was just that. A bad person. And he talked about his dad? But his dad...

"See, the child’s already been influenced poorly," Zhou Zheng shook his head sorrowfully, looking at Meng Shuyan with pity, as if lamenting the trampling of a budding flower of his homeland.

"Shuyan," Tian Tian hesitated for a moment, smiled faintly, and said, "You can’t use words like that indiscriminately; we should be civilized and polite children, okay? Did your mom teach you to say that? You shouldn’t lie like this next time."

"Fake," Meng Shuyan glared at her angrily from Tian Sangsang’s side. "You’re nasty too."

At least her son was on her side! Tian Sangsang lovingly placed a hand on his fluffy little head.

Tian Tian sighed sorrowfully as if she had been wronged, her fragile stance appearing weak and pitiful.

"Tian Sangsang, keep your son in check." Chen Ming gritted his teeth, clearly agitated. Ever since Tian Sangsang’s grandmother passed away, Meng Shuyan had become less lovable. Being raised by someone like Tian Sangsang, it was no surprise he acted out. Now he dared to stand up against adults.

Looking at the boy, his sharp brows arched, lips crimson, teeth bright, and eyes large and filled with vitality—he radiated righteousness, uncannily resembling that man from years past. Chen Ying was momentarily dazed. He really did look like him. Everyone knew this was his child. She despised Tian Sangsang, but she couldn’t bring herself to hate the boy. His defiant demeanor tugged at her heartstrings. If he were her child, wouldn’t that be wonderful? Why does Tian Sangsang deserve this? Five years ago, she stole her love, and now she’s meddling in her current infatuations.

"Let it go, Brother," Chen Ying gently tugged Chen Ming’s sleeve, her tone indifferent. "Arguing with her is pointless."

For the first time, Tian Sangsang felt helpless. The way Chen Ying and Chen Ming looked at her made it clear they didn’t believe her. In the memory of the original owner, before she gained weight and became eccentric, the group had been playmates. Why did they grow apart over time?

Yes, she carried grievances she couldn’t voice. Unjustly insulted, her son berated, and even struck—she stood her ground, yet nobody cared to listen. She knew these were historical issues left behind by the original owner, but having crossed into another life, she still felt suffocated. Thinking of the future, living with her child under the disdainful gazes and judgments of others, it filled her with sorrow.

No, what good would sorrow do? Weaklings stop in their tracks, but not her! Their aim is to drive her out of the village, but she refuses. She will stay—no, she will persist. She’s not feuding with herself or others; she’s challenging prejudice head-on. She is a person, whether fat or ugly, equal to everyone else! No one is inherently more noble!

A surge of warmth flooded her heart, and Tian Sangsang suddenly felt a burst of courage.