Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 125 Chi Sheng

Chapter 125: Chapter 125 Chi Sheng

The three men choked up at the sight of that horrendously ugly woman kissing Little Yuanbao’s face. They wanted to say something, but seeing the joy on Little Yuanbao’s face, they swallowed their words.

Only after they had confirmed that those women didn’t pose any threats, did they open the door.

On the sidelines, Chen Qiulan and Sun Cui watched intently at the children being carried on their shoulders without blinking. When they clearly saw their faces, they immediately covered their mouth, fearing any impulse to shout out loud.

It was Maomao, Doudou, and their Zhiyu!

The three children were listlessly drooping on the men’s shoulders, swaying with their movements. It was a sight that made them feel a painful twist in their hearts.

After opening the door, they didn’t dump the children on the ground; instead, they lifted them up and placed them on the bed before coming back to coax Yuanbao.

"Miss, won’t you wait for the boss to come before visiting?" After all, these were the men the young miss might choose to marry...

"I’ll look for the father in a bit, I want to see with my mother first, you go and get busy!"

Little Yuanbao said as she pulled Nanzhi closer.

The three men still felt uneasy leaving the strange-faced women with their young miss. Finally, they exchange glances and one of them, the fastest runner, went to inform the boss.

Looking at the three children lying on the bed, Nanzhi’s nose turned sore, and she started to feel a heartache again.

The three children still haven’t woken up. Could it be that they suffered last night?

"Mother, why are you crying?"

Seeing Nanzhi’s tears, Yuanbao was at a loss. Remembering times when her father would give her candy when she cried, she quickly let go of her mother’s hand and wriggled out from within the group of people.

The other two people watched Yuanbao run out and followed without bothering about Nanzhi.

With no one else around, Nanzhi finally picked up Zhiyu.

Chen Qiulan and Sun Cui both held their children and started crying.

Aunt Guihua and Lin’s mother were heartbroken, shaking their heads and sighing.

They found their children, yes, but what’s next?

How were they going to escape from this bandit den?

Shen Miaomiao looked puzzled, The boss, Father...

So, the little girl just now is the boss’s daughter of this bandit den?

"Mother..." Shen Zhiyu mumbled quietly, scratching her itchy thigh before falling back asleep.

Nanzhi, who had been incessantly crying just before, was suddenly frozen.

After carefully examining, she then finally exhaled a sigh of relief.

Not only was Zhiyu uninjured, but she had also been cleaned up.

Even their assumption that the children had been maltreated was proven wrong—it seemed that they were just sleeping deeply.

Chen Qiulan and Sun Cui also realized this. They even managed to hear the faint snoring sound coming from Doudou once they stopped crying.

With a sigh of relief, the group began to whisper among each other.

"Could it be that the little girl is the daughter of the boss of this bandit den?" Lin’s mother mulled over the thought, looking anxiously at her own daughter.

Shen Miaomiao and Aunt Guihua also wore apprehensive expressions.

Lin Yicheng stared wide-eyed at the pancake in his hand.

Is this their last meal?

Isn’t a pancake too simple for a last meal?

However, considering the people they had seen eating roots on the way, he kept his thoughts to himself.

Lin Ercheng, on the other hand, wasn’t thinking about the last meal. He was busy pondering over the pancake in his hand.

With the current grain price, even the cheapest flour costs over 60 wen per pound. How can a bandit’s lair afford to make black flour pancakes for them?

The man with the dark complexion noticed that they were all staring at the black pancakes in his hand in a daze. He shook his head and said, "Eat quickly. You’ll be busy later!"

Master Lin looked at the dark-faced man and smiled, "Young man, I want to ask you something."

Shen Zhong, worried that Uncle Lin would get scolded, saw the dark-faced man laughing in response.

"Uncle, just say what you want to ask."

"I want to know where the people who were brought here with us last night have gone."

As Master Lin spoke, he quietly slipped the silver horn he had in his hand into the hand of the dark complexioned man.

His actions were so smooth that it left both Lin Yicheng and Lin Ercheng dumbfounded.

How did it seem like their old man often did such things?

The dark-faced man clenched the silver horn passed to him. His smile broadened. After glancing outside to see if anyone was coming, he finally said, "Are you talking about the other six women and three children? Don’t worry, Uncle. They’re fine. If everything goes as planned, you’ll be sent down the mountain this afternoon."

The five of them were stunned. Could they really go down the mountain this afternoon?

Why did these people tie them up in the first place?

To serve them black pancakes?

"Well, it’s not a big secret. We’ve always kept to ourselves and have never resorted to violence or banditry. But a month ago, an old Daoist came to our camp and said that our camp would face a disaster. He said our Miss needs a mother and a husband, and that the people destined for her are among these refugees. He told our Chief to bring people back for our Miss to choose from.

At first, we didn’t believe it, but the old Daoist is impressive. He predicted many things about our camp

He even found the location of Tie Zhu’s bull which had been missing for half a month."

The dark-faced man’s face was full of admiration as he spoke.

"Only after that did we start picking people from the refugees at the foot of the mountain. But every time we brought people back for the Miss to see, she always said it wasn’t the one. I guess by this afternoon, once the Miss has another look and decides it’s not right, you’ll be able to go down the mountain."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ercheng furrowed his brows.

However, Master Lin spoke, "Young man, did the old Daoist happen to be wearing a grey robe, with a silver hairpin in his hair? His hair was white, but his beard was very black?"

Upon hearing Master Lin’s words, the dark-faced man was visibly surprised. He asked in disbelief, "Uncle, do you know him?"

Now the Lin brothers Lin Yicheng and Lin Ercheng were also remembering.

Wasn’t their dad describing the Daoist who stayed at their home for two days when they were young? And the same Daoist who renamed their fat sister?

Thinking of this, Lin Ercheng looked unhappy.

He only felt his eyelids twitching. Master Lin had once said that the Daoist claimed their fat sister was a person of destiny.

Could this be what the destiny means?

When Yuanbao brought Chi Sheng there, Nanzhi was discussing escape plans with Shen Miaomiao and the others.

He looked at the three children who were sound asleep on the bed and then at the six heads huddled together.

Out of curiosity, Chi Sheng bent down to ask, "What are you up to?"

Nanzhi, who had been speaking, was taken aback. She turned her head stiffly, only to see a man holding Yuanbao, bending down and staring at them.

The man appeared tall and slender, dressed in a deep blue changpao, his black hair pulled back in a high ponytail. His narrow phoenix eyes and high nose were captivating.

"Chi Sheng?"

Nanzhi reflexively said the two words.

Chi Sheng paused, turned to look at his daughter in his arms, pinched her nose, and said, "Little Yuanbao, how could you tell others my name?"

Upon hearing his words, a chill ran down Nanzhi’s spine.

It was indeed Chi Sheng!