The next afternoon.
Wen Yan and the Si family arrived at Dayao Village in Ningfeng Town, looking travel-worn.
Dayao Village was surrounded by mountains on all sides.
Wen Yan and her group had climbed for several hours before finally reaching the village gate.
Despite being remote and backward, the village gate was guarded by two middle-aged men.
They did not allow outsiders to enter the village.
Wen Yan had long anticipated that these people would be xenophobic and wouldn't let them in easily.
She and the Si family had all brought tents.
Wen Yan and Old Master Si sat to the side to rest, while the men found an empty spot to pitch the tents.
Old Master Si sat on a rock, pounding his aching waist. "To find Fifth Brother, I've almost risked my old life."
He hoped Fifth Brother would turn back in time and not make mistake after mistake.
And hopefully, he wouldn't be so ruthless as to pull his oxygen tube in the future.
"Little Yan, you've really worked your heart out for our Si family's affairs. When we return to Ye City, Grandpa will give you 10% of the shares in the Si Group."
A 10% share in the Si Group meant tens of millions in annual dividends.
Wen Yan's eyes couldn't help but light up, letting out a groundhog scream in her heart.
[The old man is too generous! From now on, I won't have to do anything. I can just lie flat and slack off, and still get paid.]
[Before completing the strategy mission, I might already have billions in assets. Once I get divorced, won't I become a rich woman and realize my dream of having male concubines?]
Old Master Si immediately coughed. "Little Yan, from now on, our entire Si family will be managed by you, as long as you don't divorce our Eldest Boy."
Wen Yan, "..."
[Oh my, could it be that I haven't been doing a good job strategizing Iceberg Si lately, and even Old Man Si can tell I want a divorce?]
"Little Yan, our entire Si family will be yours in the future, and Eldest Boy can be your assistant."
Wen Yan glanced at Si Moyan, who was pitching a tent.
Si Moyan was wearing a black T-shirt, a pair of camouflage cargo pants, and black leather boots. He looked tall, mighty, cold, and heroic.
He had been in the special forces, so his movements while pitching the tent were very neat and smooth.
When he bent down, his spine formed a slightly concave arc that extended all the way to his waist. His narrow waist was lean and strong, and the cargo pants wrapped around his muscular, powerful long legs. He was simply walking testosterone.
Wen Yan blinked at Si Moyan. "Hubby, Grandpa said the Si family will be mine in the future, and he even asked you to be my assistant. Are you willing?"
She originally thought the cold man would reply with "wishful thinking," but unexpectedly, he gave a low "hmm" and said, "As long as you're happy."
Wen Yan, "..."
[I'm defenseless, guys! What woman could withstand such straightforward favoritism?]
[Damn it! I'm suddenly completely mesmerized by this dog of a man.]
Si Moyan glanced at Wen Yan, his thin lips pressed tightly together without saying another word. He pulled up the hem of his T-shirt to wipe the sweat from his forehead. His well-defined eight-pack abs looked like a perfect sculpture in the sunlight, sexy and alluring.
Wen Yan's long eyelashes fluttered.
[Good heavens, my brain practically short-circuited when he lifted his shirt.]
Old Master Si secretly gave Si Moyan a thumbs-up.
Not bad, not bad! You just have to pinpoint your wife's preferences and always show off what she likes!
After pitching the tents, Si Moyan distributed the food they brought to everyone.
While eating, they discussed how to enter the village.
However, right at that moment, a group of burly men arrived at the village entrance.
"Who are you people, and who let you come here?" The leader glared at them with a fierce and malicious expression, but when his eyes landed on Wen Yan's bright and beautiful face, his eyes almost popped out.
This was absolutely the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
Her whole body seemed to be glowing.
Seeing the man's gaze, Si Moyan immediately pulled Wen Yan behind him.
"Gentlemen, we are the family of the boyfriend that Luo Nianchu brought back. We are here to offer our blessings," Old Master Si said kindly.
"The Luo girl did bring a young boyfriend back this morning, but we didn't hear that her boyfriend's family was coming too."
"Regardless, these outsiders cannot enter the village."
The middle-aged man in the lead spoke up, "It's not impossible for you to enter the village, but only that woman can go in."
As the middle-aged man spoke, he unconsciously swallowed his saliva.
Once the woman entered the village, he would...
Anyway, in Dayao Village, he could do whatever he wanted, and no one could stop him.
Si Moyan's handsome face turned cold, and a freezing chill flashed through his narrow eyes.
These ignorant and arrogant villagers actually dared to covet his wife!
Angry as he was, Si Moyan didn't impulsively start a conflict with them. After all, this was their territory.
"She is my wife." The implication was that the woman they had their eyes on was married.
The middle-aged man spat on the ground. "Since you don't agree, then don't even think about entering the village."
As the group of men prepared to leave, Wen Yan suddenly spoke up, "Looking at your faces, big brothers, a great disaster is going to befall you today."
The group of men immediately stopped in their tracks.
The middle-aged man who had spoken earlier glared at Wen Yan. "What nonsense are you talking about?" As he spoke, he heavily threw the hoe he was carrying on his shoulder to the ground.
Si Moyan protected Wen Yan, afraid that she would suffer even the slightest harm.
Wen Yan waved her hand, signaling that it was fine. She took a few steps forward. "Are you heading to the pig farm?"
The villagers of Dayao Village had jointly set up a pig farm.
These dozen or so strong and sturdy men were on their way to clean the manure pit.
"How do you know?" asked one of the men with a long, thin face.
Wen Yan pursed her lips. "There is biogas in the pit. You'd better take protective measures, or your lives will be in danger."
"Bullshit!" The fierce middle-aged man pointed at Wen Yan's nose. "We clean it like that every year. Suddenly this year there's biogas that will kill people? Stop being an alarmist. Do you think you're a divine fortune-teller?"
Wen Yan ignored the middle-aged man and looked at the man with the long, thin face. "What is your name?"
"Zhang Laifu."
"Laifu, why did you tell her your name?"
Zhang Laifu froze for a moment. Just now, when that beautiful woman asked, he answered without thinking.
Telling her his name shouldn't be a problem, right?
"Hesheng, they don't look like bad people. There's no need to be so fierce to them."
Wen Yan looked at Zhang Laifu. "Has your daughter's underwear been going missing frequently lately?"
Zhang Laifu's eyes suddenly widened. "H-how did you know?"
Wen Yan pointed at the fierce man named Hesheng. "He stole them. He has his eyes on your daughter."
Hesheng immediately jumped up. "You're spitting venom! See if I don't beat you to death—"
Before Hesheng could finish his sentence, Wen Yan pointed at his pants pocket. "Zhang Laifu, if you don't believe me, search his pants pocket. He's been keeping it close to him."
Before Hesheng could react, Zhang Laifu reached for his pants pocket.
Sure enough, he pulled out a young girl's underwear.
Zhang Laifu was so angry that his face turned livid, and he swung his hand hard at Hesheng's face.
Hesheng quickly dodged backward. He glared furiously at Wen Yan. "Who the hell are you?"
He was a kleptomaniac who specialized in stealing young girls' underwear.
He had always kept this matter very well hidden, and no one in the village had ever found out. How on earth did that woman know?
"Zhang Laifu, are you going to let an outsider ruin our years of brotherhood?"
Zhang Laifu gritted his teeth. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Wen Yan speak again. "Oh, by the way, Zhang Laifu, this He Sheng who claims to be your good brother—when you are at home, he calls your wife 'sister-in-law', but when you aren't home, he calls her 'baby'. He even peeked at your wife while she was taking a shower."
He Sheng's eyes bulged. "I'll fucking kill you—"
Zhang Laifu grabbed the furious He Sheng by the back of his collar, clenched his dark, large hand into a fist, and landed a solid punch on his face with a loud thud.
"No wonder my Yingzi warned me to interact less with you. So you've been secretly lusting after my wife and daughter. Are you even human, you beast?!"
The two of them fiercely brawled with each other.
Until they were both covered in bruises and cuts.
He Sheng had two teeth knocked out. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and glared at Wen Yan with a sinister expression.
"Zhang Laifu doesn't want to go to the pig farm anymore. Who's coming with me?"
The villagers took a few steps back.
That woman had accurately pointed out that He Sheng stole Zhang Laifu's daughter's undergarments and peeked at his wife showering. What if there really was biogas in the cesspit that could kill someone?
"I suddenly remembered I have something to do at home. I'll be going back first."
"I need to go weed the fields..."
In no time, the villagers scattered like birds and beasts.
Only He Sheng was left, carrying his hoe and heading toward the pig farm alone.
After the village entrance returned to silence, Si Jingyi leaned in close to Wen Yan. "Sister-in-law, don't you think this village has a creepy vibe?"
Wen Yan pursed her lips. "A little."
[This is a literal kidnapping village. So many young girls and married women have been killed here. The resentment is heavy, and there are many ghosts, so of course it's creepy.]
Si Jingyi shrank his neck.
"Sister-in-law, can I sleep in the same tent as you tonight—ah!"
Before he could finish his sentence, he was kicked flying by his older brother.
Old Master Si glared at Si Jingyi speechlessly. "Is your head full of shit? Your older brother is right here, and you're trying to openly steal his wife!"
Having said that, Old Master Si looked at Wen Yan and Si Moyan with a beaming smile. "Can Grandpa share a tent with you two tonight? Or, Grandpa can sleep inside the tent, and you two can stand guard outside?"
Si Jingyi, "..."
Grandpa's calculations were so blatant they were practically hitting him in the face. Why was he the only one who got kicked?
He wasn't trying to steal his brother's wife at all; he was purely just a coward who was afraid of ghosts.
"There's nothing to be afraid of. Compared to ghosts, the human heart is far more terrifying. You guys should worry about Fifth Brother first!"
Si Moyan's sword-like eyebrows furrowed tightly. "I'll sneak into the village right now, knock Fifth Brother out directly, and take him away."
Wen Yan shook her head. "Before he sees Luo Nianchu's true colors, even if you knock him out and take him away, he'll still run back to find Luo Nianchu when he wakes up. But don't worry, I've done the math, and he's soon going to—"
