The Mother and Daughter Hatch Another Vicious Plot

Hearing these words, the three members of the Gao family wore different expressions.

Mother Gao lowered her voice, which was filled with fury. "So what if she becomes a mistress?"

"Nowadays, as long as there is money, let alone being a mistress, I would even be willing to let Zhaodi follow Xiao Heshuo without any formal title!"

Father Gao glared at her. "Do not say such things in front of outsiders."

"Go outside and see which family is sticking their nose into other people's business."

He then said to Gao Zhaodi, "Zhaodi, go back to your room. Dress up nicely another day, you hear me?"

Gao Zhaodi had no desire to deal with matters outside anyway, and upon hearing this, she immediately returned to her room.

When Mother Gao reached the doorway, she saw a dozen villagers standing there with gossipy expressions.

"Oh, isn't this Gao Zhaodi's mother? Did you really tell your daughter to go seduce Xiao Heshuo?"

"I never would have imagined the Gao family would shamelessly push their daughter to be a mistress, completely disgracing our entire village."

"With someone like your daughter around, how are the other girls in our village supposed to get married?"

"Gao family daughter-in-law, let me tell you this: if my daughter's marriage is affected by your daughter, I will skin you alive."

Furious, Mother Gao put her hands on her hips and began to hurl curses.

Her insults were extremely vile.

Hearing this, the villagers immediately started shouting back at her, hurling the harshest abuses they could muster, even dragging Father Gao and Gao Zhaodi into the tirade.

Mother Gao was no match for so many people. In less than a minute, she was defeated, retreating in disgrace to slam the door shut and hide back in the main room.

However, the news that the Gao family wanted Gao Zhaodi to be a mistress spread like wildfire through the village, making the Gao family the target of general scorn. Scarcely any villagers were left discussing the Yan family's affairs anymore.

The Yan Family.

The Yan family's house had not yet been rebuilt. With no money and no one to help them, Yan Zhuangshi and the other two had no choice but to temporarily live in their dilapidated home.

Zhang Qingqing sat in the room, glaring resentfully at the walls riddled with holes, her jealousy toward Yan Ziyue growing more intense by the minute.

It was Yan Ziyue who had caused her to end up like this!

She would never let that bitch off, absolutely never!

"Qingqing!" Zhang Juhua rushed in quickly, hurriedly shutting the door behind her. "Qingqing, I have a great idea to fix Yan Ziyue!"

She lowered her voice. "I just heard in the village that the Gao family is going to have Gao Zhaodi seduce Xiao Heshuo. This is your chance."

And it was her chance, too.

She could use this opportunity to drive Yan Ziyue to "commit suicide."

Zhang Qingqing understood what she meant and stared at her with hate-filled eyes. "Isn't my reputation ruined enough as it is?"

"You actually want me to go seduce Xiao Heshuo! Are you trying to drive me to my death before you're satisfied?"

Zhang Juhua scolded her playfully, "You foolish child, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Think about it. If you succeed in seducing Xiao Heshuo, what expression will Yan Ziyue have?"

"Besides, think of how wealthy Xiao Heshuo is. If you marry him, you'll never have to worry about food or clothing, and you can live as a city resident anytime you want. Isn't that wonderful?"

Yan Ziyue's mother had stolen her husband, so she would steal everything from Yan Ziyue, letting that bitch watch from beneath the earth as her own daughter suffered.

Zhang Qingqing sprang to her feet, her face twisted with a malignant hatred. "You're right! You're right!"

"I'm going to steal Xiao Heshuo away. I'm going to make Yan Ziyue experience abandonment all over again, and leave her truly with nothing."

Seeing that her words had hit home, Zhang Juhua continued, "Gao Zhaodi's attempt to seduce Xiao Heshuo this time is your opportunity."

"Do you understand what I mean?"

Zhang Qingqing nodded to show she understood. She had done plenty of similar things in the past and knew very well how to kill multiple birds with one stone.

"Mom, keep a close eye on the Gao family and Gao Zhaodi. Let me know the moment Gao Zhaodi makes a move so I can seize the opportunity."

This time, she would surely snatch away the person Yan Ziyue loved once again.

This time, she would take everything from Yan Ziyue.

Meanwhile, Yan Ziyue was studying the first-semester curriculum of the first year of junior high school under Xiao Heshuo's guidance.

Yan Ziyue discovered that junior high Chinese posed little problem for her; the real hurdles were mathematics and English.

Especially English.

She looked at the twenty-six English letters, feeling as though her head were twice its normal size.

"Husband, this bird language is really hard to learn," she said with a listless expression.

Xiao Heshuo was amused by her expression, his eyes and brows brightening with animation. "It's normal to feel this way since you're just starting to learn English."

"It will get better after you've studied it for a while."

Yan Ziyue let out a light sigh and asked with a puzzled tone, "Why do I even need to learn English?"

"I know the benefits of having an extra skill, but I'm not going to be interacting with foreigners."

Xiao Heshuo replied, "How can you be sure you won't be interacting with foreigners in the future?"

Yan Ziyue paused for a moment, thinking to herself that he was right. In this lifetime, she was not the person she had been in the past; she was on a completely different path, so there was indeed a possibility she might encounter foreigners.

At this thought, her spirits instantly perked up. "I'll learn it! It's just English, right? I can definitely master it!"

A smile appeared in Xiao Heshuo's dark eyes as he resumed teaching her. "Let's memorize the twenty-six English letters first, and then I'll teach you the rest."

"Today's homework doesn't include Chinese or mathematics—only English. Just copy the English alphabet ten times."

Yan Ziyue obediently murmured an acknowledgment and followed his lead to study the English letters.

After over two hours of study, Yan Ziyue could barely recognize the twenty-six English letters.

Next, she had to slowly copy the English alphabet ten times.

While she was copying, Xiao Heshuo sat nearby, reading a first-year junior high math textbook.

"Husband, are you previewing this in advance so you can teach me?" she asked casually.

Xiao Heshuo uttered a sound of assent, withholding the possibility of the college entrance examinations being reinstated.

That matter was still uncertain, and since Yan Ziyue was already occupied with first-year junior high knowledge, there was no need to tell her just yet.

Once it was confirmed, it wouldn't be too late to let her know.

Yan Ziyue didn't dwell on it and continued copying her English letters, thinking how much they truly resembled pinyin.

Just as she was in the middle of writing, she heard Zhang Juhua's voice drifting in from outside.

"Ziyue, are you home?"

Yan Ziyue frowned, putting down her pen with a trace of impatience.

"Husband, I'll go see what Zhang Juhua wants." With that, she walked to the courtyard gate.

As soon as she reached the gate, she saw Zhang Juhua holding a basket, looking at her with a beaming smile.

However, Zhang Juhua's face bore numerous old and new scars, making her smile not only unappealing but rather ugly and terrifying.

"Ziyue, I've got some eggs here. Why don't you take them?" She lifted the basket slightly. "You know how things are at home; a slightly higher price is fine, right?"

She had only just heard that Yan Ziyue was buying eggs, so she had hurriedly rushed over to sell the few eggs left at home in order to earn some money for herself and Qingqing.

A cold smirk touched the corner of Yan Ziyue's mouth. "Zhang Juhua, do you really think I'd buy your eggs?"

"No matter what condition your eggs are in, I won't take them."

Although Zhang Juhua harbored a venomous hatred for Yan Ziyue in her heart, she did not let a trace of it show on her face. "Ziyue, I know you have a lot of misunderstandings about me..."

"Is it just a misunderstanding on my part?" Yan Ziyue cut her off, glaring at her coldly.