Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 41 - 37: Prolonging Life

Chapter 41: Chapter 37: Prolonging Life

Women disrobing is not about the sight, but the sound.

Listening to the rustling of clothes against soft skin, the sound of garments hitting the ground, only then can one truly savor the delightful reverie that precedes a night of passion.

Jiang Shouzhong always had his back to Wen Zhao Di.

He never turned to glance at her.

Nor did he want to listen to the enchanting sound of a dress sliding off.

The dress didn’t hit the ground; it only slid down to her waist before she subconsciously clutched it tightly, her fingers almost losing their color, just like her lips which she had bitten pale.

And in her other hand, she held a dagger!

The blade was sharp and chilling to the bone!

That night, it was with this dagger that she had slit Ge Dasheng’s throat!

Although at the time it was because he broke his promise after taking the money and lunged at her, wanting her body, and she slashed out in panic, but murder was still murder.

Moreover, when she left home, she secreted a knife on her person; she had harbored such thoughts all along.

Staring at the man with his back to her, Wen Zhao Di tried to tiptoe forward but felt as if her legs were filled with lead, unable to take a step.

The hand clutching the dagger trembled even more violently.

It doesn’t matter.

You’ve already killed someone, what’s one more!

She quietly encouraged herself.

Finally managing to drag her heavy steps closer, within thirty centimeters of Jiang Shouzhong, close enough to even see the fine hairs on his nape, Wen Zhao Di slowly lifted the dagger, biting her lip until blood oozed without her realizing it.

She stared fixedly at the man’s nape, but the raised arm, as if frozen, never came down.

Even though she mentally shouted "Do it" countless times.

Then she suddenly remembered the chicken-killing scene that morning.

She actually knew how to kill chickens.

Only that day, as she picked up the knife, the image of Ge Dasheng’s throat being slit by her kept flashing through her mind.

It was as if Ge Dasheng was standing in front of her, staring at her with a ghastly smile.

She was nearly hysterical at the time and didn’t hear Lu Renjia knocking and shouting at the courtyard door, which is why she crazily swung the knife at Lu Renjia and Jiang Shouzhong.

Killing a person and killing a chicken are ultimately not the same.

And people are even more different from one another.

She managed to kill Ge Dasheng, who not only extorted money from her but also lusted after her body, yet she couldn’t bring herself to harm this brother whom her husband trusted deeply.

He was also the Uncle Jiang her daughter adored the most.

Memories flashed by, battering her insides...

In the end, Wen Zhao Di let go of the dagger powerlessly, resignedly closed her eyes, and at the same time, released the tight grip on her dress.

The dress fell to the ground.

Along with it fell a heart, withered and dead.

"Hurry up, I need to go back. Yue’er loves to kick off her covers at night, I’m afraid she’ll catch cold,"

Wen Zhao Di said softly, tears streaming down her face.

Jiang Shouzhong seemed unaware that he had just walked through death’s door, looking at the phrase "Observe dispassionately, move with caution" on the book page, and asked, "Is Zhang asleep?"

"I gave him some sleeping medicine, it will be a while before he wakes,"

Wen Zhao Di put away the dagger.

Jiang Shouzhong curled his lips, his expression rather somber.

Just the other day, Jia had made plans to drink with Zhang Yunwu, but Zhang had stood him up—it must have been because Zhang too had taken sleeping medicine.

"Should I do it myself?"

Seeing that the other party remained seated, the hollow-eyed Wen Zhao Di asked.

Jiang Shouzhong closed the ancient book in his hands and placed it on a table nearby, saying indifferently, "You’re not that kind of woman."

We Zhaodi was stunned.

Jiang Shouzhong said, "I indeed suspected that you were having an affair with someone else, especially since you tried to seduce me twice. Once was this morning, and the other time was when you asked me to help deliver a scarf to Zhang.

But after thinking it over, I felt that this was not in your character. After all, having been married to Zhang for so long, if it were a pretense, it would have been exposed by now."

The woman collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face in silence.

Jiang Shouzhong wanted to turn away but hesitated and said, "Put on your clothes."

After the woman had dressed, Jiang Shouzhong turned back and looked at We Zhaodi, whose eyes were swollen red from crying, and said:

"I don’t know you well, but Ms. Zhang once said you were a good daughter-in-law, so I will trust you. The older generation may not always be accurate in their judgment of character, but they seldom make mistakes. Of course, the fact that you tried to kill me earlier also proved something."

We Zhaodi’s face turned pale, and she stammered, "You... how did you know..."

"There are shadows on the wall," Jiang Shouzhong said expressionlessly.

We Zhaodi turned her head in astonishment.

Under the dim firelight, indeed, their shadows were branded on the wall.

Jiang Shouzhong didn’t pay attention to the woman’s shame and continued slowly:

"But I want you to tell me the truth yourself. Guessing around, even if I guessed seventy to eighty percent, it’s still all haze and fog. What I don’t understand, I can’t figure out."

We Zhaodi bit her lip and remained silent, looking down.

Jiang Shouzhong’s gaze was stern, "Not talking? Then I will handle this by the book, and when that time comes, Zhang..."

"I wanted to treat my mother-in-law’s illness!"

We Zhaodi raised her tear-stained face and cried, "So I secretly bought some ’Demon Energy’ and sneakily added it to the medicinal soup. I don’t know how Ge Dasheng saw me, he thought I was poisoning my mother-in-law, and then he blackmailed me..."

Before the woman could finish speaking, Jiang Shouzhong abruptly stood up with a face as dark as thunder.

"You bought the ’Demon Energy’?"

Without waiting for the woman to reply, he walked quickly to the window and made a gesture.

The girl bearing the heavy tomb knife landed lightly like a falling leaf from the tree trunk and walked into the house.

Li Nanshuang knitted her brows and asked, "Can’t this be dealt with privately?"

Because she was too far away, she hadn’t heard what We Zhaodi had said clearly.

Moreover, her original intention was not to intervene, allowing Jiang Shouzhong to handle the case privately, but it seemed that there were complications now.

Jiang Shouzhong’s expression was grave, "Zhang secretly purchased ’Demon Energy’ to treat Ms. Zhang’s illness."

We Zhaodi was still shocked by Li Nanshuang’s sudden appearance and hadn’t recovered yet, but hearing Jiang Shouzhong’s words, her pretty cheeks instantly turned deathly pale as she cried out in a rush:

"It’s not Wu! It’s me! Jiang, it was me who secretly bought the ’Demon Energy!’ It has nothing to do with my husband..."

"Are you sure?"

Li Nanshuang didn’t pay attention to We Zhaodi and looked at Jiang Shouzhong with furrowed brows.

Purchasing "Demon Energy" was a serious crime!

Especially for public officials.

As Jiang Shouzhong was about to speak, We Zhaodi stumbled and fell in front of him, clutching desperately at the man’s clothing.

"Jiang, it really was me who bought the ’Demon Energy’ secretly, Wu knows nothing about it! I am willing to take the blame, I am willing to go to jail!"

Jiang Shouzhong asked softly, "Then tell me, where did you buy the ’Demon Energy’ from, and for how much."

"I bought it from, from..."

We Zhaodi intended to fabricate a story, but faced with Jiang Shouzhong’s deep eyes that seemed to see through one’s heart, she, in her panic, ultimately could not come up with a name.

Clearly, the truth was now out in the open.

"That idiotic Erniu!"

Li Nanshuang flew into a rage, ready to storm out of the house.

Jiang Shouzhong grabbed her arm, asking seriously, "Boss, can this be dealt with privately?"

Li Nanshuang glanced at the bewildered We Zhaodi and said coldly, "It depends on the severity! If the elderly lady has suffered because of the ’Demon Energy’... in any case, Erniu won’t be saved by the gods themselves when the time comes!"

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