I Treat You as My Sister, But You Want to be My Wife?!
Chapter 415: Enduring Humiliation and Burden_1

Chapter 415: Chapter 415: Enduring Humiliation and Burden_1

"I’ll tell Chengyu later, don’t worry."

As he glanced over, he saw Zhou Wenbin running out from the end of the village, his gait so frantic it was as if he were being chased by a dog.

"What’s the matter?" Shen Dong took a couple of steps forward instinctively.

Zhou Wenbin was still a few steps away from Shen Dong when he began shouting, "Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen."

"All panicked, what’s going on?"

"Lend me some money, lend me, lend me a million," Zhou Wenbin panted, occasionally glancing back in fear, his eyes full of pleading.

Shen Dong pursed his lips, hesitating, "Money is not the issue, but you tell me the problem first."

"I..." Zhou Wenbin hesitated and, noticing the village official, waved impatiently, "Go away, will you!"

Shen Dong’s eyebrows rose, just about to scold him, when Zhou Wenbin deflated and said, "Someone took my woman."

What?

Shen Dong swallowed back his words. The hatred for the murder of a father, the rancor of a stolen wife, these were age-old vendettas.

The village official hadn’t left and couldn’t help but remind, "Mr. Four, Cuihua and Lin Di’an already discussed their engagement days ago, and both families have bought new houses; you really shouldn’t stir up trouble."

"What Lin Di’an, Lin Laizi!" Zhou Wenbin extremely disliked that name.

He pointed angrily behind him and cursed, "Just because he got himself a foreign name, he’s not from the village anymore? Who doesn’t know who here after growing up playing in the mud? Cuihua never wanted to marry him; it was her parents who forced her!"

Shen Dong, still struggling with the idea of seizing love by force, caught on to the word ’forced’ and probed, "Have you really thought it through, whether she truly doesn’t want this?"

"Mr. Shen, we grew up in the same elementary school. If Lin Laizi can pick up excrement to throw at me, think about it, how could Cuihua ever fancy such a man?" Zhou Wenbin seemed utterly truthful, even producing evidence.

He might have been trying to access his QQ account, but unfortunately, the network signal in the village was poor, and it wouldn’t load at all, making him so angry that he hurled his phone away.

"I’m not making any of this up, that Lin Laizi has another woman on the outside!"

"Oh, this really makes men look bad," Shen Dong snorted. In his past life, the term ’scumbag’ just popped up out of nowhere, making it hard even for him to find a partner.

Take him down.

Shen Dong slapped Zhou Wenbin on the shoulder, generously offering, "I’ll take care of this for you, let’s go take a look at the situation first."

Saying so, the two headed toward the back of the village.

A sky-blue Honda Fit was parked outside the door, and the villagers were gathered around, chatting excitedly, "Cuihua is really lucky, oh my, Lin Laizi has really made something of himself, do you know, the betrothal gift is 188,000!"

"And the house?"

"A three-bedroom apartment in the county, in the Jin Hui Yuan complex."

"That’s wonderful."

Shen Dong listened, turned back to glance at Zhou Wenbin, "Be sure about this, whether she really is unwilling."

"She truly is unwilling, let’s go!" Zhou Wenbin said first, suddenly thinking of something.

He discreetly pulled Shen Dong to detour through the back of the village, avoiding the villagers. Behind the village were the fields; they crouched and crept along the wall, stopping by a small window where Zhou Wenbin halted.

Cluck, cluck!

Shen Dong almost burst into laughter, judging by his performance, Zhou Wenbin had spent plenty of time at people’s windows perfecting his chicken impression.

And sure enough, a pretty girl peeked her head out of the window, "Mr. Four, why are you still coming around?"

"How can I not come when you’re about to be married?" Zhou Wenbin gazed up at her, longing, his hands pounding on the wall.

The girl’s eyes dimmed for a moment; in front of Shen Dong, it seemed she had something to say but couldn’t, expressing her sorrow, "What’s the use of coming now? I told you to stop messing around, and you never wanted to marry me!"

"I..."

What a blockhead.

Shen Dong saw Zhou Wenbin swallowing his words and quickly tried to fix the situation, "Fourth Brother talks about you every day. He’s not slacking off, he’s a hidden dragon in the deep, right, he’s enduring humiliation to give you a big surprise."

"You’re talking nonsense."

"How is it nonsense?" Shen Dong immediately improvised, spinning a tale with a straight face, "Fourth Brother has an Audi, owns a house in Hai City, and even has an internet café in Jing City!"

Shen Dong spared no effort, mentioning all the tangible assets he could think of.

Who would have thought that this would make Cuihua unhappy instead?

She slammed the window shut with a bang.

Shen Dong was stunned and looked down at Zhou Wenbin, "What’s wrong, did I say something incorrect?"

Zhou Wenbin was also bewildered, "I don’t know, I..."

Before he could finish, a basin of cold water came pouring down from above. Cuihua was furious, cursing at Zhou Wenbin, "For money, I agreed to someone else a long time ago, still waiting for a bear like you, pig!"

Bang, the window shut again.

Zhou Wenbin’s face was a picture of embarrassment as he wiped the water from Shen Dong’s forehead, "Women are like that, fickle."

"Alright." Shen Dong pushed Zhou Wenbin’s hand away, pondering like a love guru, "Did you promise her something, like watching a meteor shower together?"

"A flower shop?" Zhou Wenbin exclaimed in surprise, then confirmed confidently, "Definitely the flower shop, I promised her I’d open one for her when we grew up, and then... well, just like that."

As he spoke, Zhou Wenbin’s face even turned red.

Shen Dong wanted to curse but held back.

He gave Zhou Wenbin a disdainful look and pulled out his phone to call Li Kaiyao, "Mr. Biao, I need a favor..."

After discussing the flower shop with Li Kaiyao, Shen Dong pointed at Zhou Wenbin, "Once the flower shop is sorted, you take care of that girl. Money, car, house, I’ll handle it for you.

"But after today, you need to reflect deeply on what a man should really be doing."

With that said, Shen Dong walked towards the front of the village with his phone.

Propose directly?

Shen Dong thought it would be more reliable to involve Kang Yue.

Kang Yue, after hearing the whole story, immediately became the chief director of a dramatic marriage proposal scene.

"Mr. Shen!" Zhou Wenbin came out just as Shen Dong hung up the phone, hugging Shen Dong excitedly, "Mr. Shen, I really thank you..."

"Yo?" That voice sounded just like Wang Shengli, Wang Chao in the old days.

Their manner was similar too—Lin Laizi was dressed to the nines but walked with an unstable swagger, his fingers adorned with ostentatious gold rings, glaring in the sunlight, "Isn’t that Fourth Brother? Hey, you’re still hanging around, huh?"

As Lin Laizi spoke, he rested a hand decked out with gold rings and a gold watch on Zhou Wenbin’s shoulder, "I’m getting by myself—got a small company, earns a modest hundred thousand a year. If you’re having a tough time, why don’t you come work for me?"

"You used to be a big brother, how about being a security manager, huh?"

"Do you think I should hit him?" Zhou Wenbin said through gritted teeth, glancing back at Shen Dong.

Lin Laizi smiled with disdain, pointing behind him with his other hand, "Still the same as when you were a kid? Think you’re cool because you can fight? Now, you need to have money in your pocket, right?"

With that, Lin Laizi pulled out a stack of cash from his pocket—must’ve been at least two thousand—and slapped it across Zhou Wenbin’s face, "Call me dad, and the money’s yours!"

"You motherfu..." Zhou Wenbin swung his fist and charged, only to be stopped by two burly men.

"Curse me." Lin Laizi bared his teeth with a grin, glancing at Zhou Wenbin, "Try cursing one more time."

Shen Dong stood aside, laughing.

This was truly interesting.