The Hunter’s Lively Wife
Chapter 393 - Chapter 393 Chapter 393 Disgusting

Chapter 393: Chapter 393 Disgusting Chapter 393: Chapter 393 Disgusting Gu Yan used to send all his hunting bounty to Fuman Building, but ever since Gu Yan’s leg became crippled, he had hardly sent anything to Fuman Building.

The only time was when he went with Su Yunjin to Fuman Building to sell the roe deer.

Gu Yan’s leg disability was well known by the staff at Fuman Building, so when they saw him following his young wife to sell Pickled Fish Sauce and discovered Gu Yan’s leg was no longer crippled, they were all astonished and surprised.

This was especially true for Uncle Zhang, who knew Gu Yan well since he worked in the kitchen at Fuman Building.

Back when Gu Yan’s legs were fine, he would always come to Fuman Building to sell his game.

Uncle Zhang was responsible for the kitchen.

He was a sort of lower-level manager in the kitchen.

Uncle Zhang and Gu Yan were quite close.

When Uncle Zhang heard that Gu Yan had fallen from the mountain and broken his leg, knowing that Manager Liu had once asked Ding Wang to send the account books to Gu Yan, he was now looking at a perfectly fine Gu Yan.

Not only were his legs fine.

But he no longer had the limp that was troubling him either.

Uncle Zhang found himself at a loss for words.

“Brother Gu, your leg… how is your leg…? Didn’t they all say your leg was already–?”

Uncle Zhang wanted to say that not only could Gu Yan walk now, but his leg wasn’t even crippled anymore; yet he cut himself off midway, realizing it was inappropriate to ask such a question, and he didn’t finish his sentence.

Uncle Zhang didn’t finish, but Gu Yan understood what he meant.

“Uncle Zhang, Brother Ding, my legs are fine now. You could say it was a blessing in disguise; not only are my legs fine, but I also don’t have a limp anymore,” Gu Yan said.

Uncle Zhang stared at Gu Yan for quite some time.

Then glanced at Gu Yan’s legs again.

Indeed, Gu Yan’s legs were truly fine now.

Uncle Zhang smiled.

“Brother Gu, it’s really great that your legs are fine again. When they first got injured, I felt it was such a pity. Now that your legs are healed, I’m happy for you too!”

The staff at Fuman Building quickly moved all the Pickled Fish Sauce that Su Yunjin had brought to the kitchen. Uncle Zhang, who hadn’t been aware before, now learned that Su Yunjin was Gu Yan’s wife.

He also heard about the business dealings between Su Yunjin and Manager Liu.

He couldn’t help smiling and said, “Brother Gu, you really are lucky to have married such a wife who is good at making money and doing business, it really is no small feat.”

Gu Yan looked towards his young wife, accepting Uncle Zhang’s words as if they were true, “Uncle Zhang, indeed, marrying such a wife is certainly my good fortune.”

Su Yunjin listened to the conversation between Gu Yan and Mrs. Zhang, feeling slightly uncomfortable for a moment; fortunately, Gu Yan and Uncle Zhang quickly changed the subject, not dwelling too much on that topic.

This time, Su Yunjin brought more Pickled Fish Sauce than the last time, and each jar sold for three more taels of silver, totalling nearly twenty taels this time.

After receiving the silver, Su Yunjin left Fuman Building in good spirits.

Upon leaving Fuman Building, Gu Yan suddenly said he had some matters to attend to and asked Su Yunjin to wait for him there. After Gu Yan left, Fan Wenxuan and some of his frivolous friends came out and coincidentally spotted Su Yunjin standing alone in the marketplace.

Thinking back to the last time when Su Yunjin had humiliated him and even slapped him, a vengeful glint flashed in Fan Wenxuan’s eyes.

Last time Su Yunjin had a man to help her.

This time Su Yunjin was on her own, with no one by her side. Fan Wenxuan refused to believe that someone would come to Su Yunjin’s aid again. He had been stewing over the humiliation from last time all the way till now.

Today he was determined to teach Su Yunjin, the presumptuous wretch, a lesson.

Wiping his mouth after just eating at the restaurant, Fan Wenxuan’s lips were greasy, a particularly disgusting sight.

Staggering slightly, Fan Wenxuan made his way toward where Su Yunjin was.