Ning Shaoqing's overbearing existence covered the whole courtyard and made it quiet at once.
Elder Wanger was daunted for a moment, but he still tried one more time, "But, she..."
"She's my wife. Whether what she does is right or wrong, I'll teach her. Other people have no stance to blame her." His face was cold and words forthright and fierce.
The appearance of Ning Shaoqing instantly reversed the situation.
His tone was so freezing that elder Wang had no more motivation to refute him, but it gave sweet spring water to Mo Qianxue's plummeting arid heart. She felt moisturized bodily.
Drip by drip, trace by trace, she was infiltrated by his intense love.
After the speech, Ning Shaoqing no longer paid attention to elder Wanger who was now coughing loudly to conceal his embarrassment. Instead, he walked to Mo Qianxue, eyes full of love and pamper.
He stuck out one hand, saying gently, "Sorry for coming late!"
Only by one sentence, her nose went slightly sour. There was still one person in this world who would like to love and protect her.
Her soft small hand gently put into his firm large hand, "Thank you..."
"Don't." The man gradually held tighter of her hand and replied gently, pulling her behind his back.
At the moment, Mo Qianxue's heart was flowing with warmth. This man who protected her was her husband.
Only that one claim that my wife should be taught by me indicated that whether she did right or wrong, he would always stand by her side, and that others had no right to try to reprimand her.
Ning Shaoqing took a disdainful glance at the hateful couple that was still shouting and crying in the middle of the yard, frowning...
He looked down and when he looked up again, there was a smile playing on his lips, pretty but irrefutable, "These two people have frequently acted obscene deeds and repeatedly slandered my wife. I don't think they deserve to live in the Wang village any longer."
His eyes fixed on the village head for a long time, "If we can't get a clear and satisfactory reply and a fair result, then tomorrow we'll leave the Wang village, and forgive us that our gratitude towards you for saving our lives could only be delayed till the future."
The meaning couldn't be more obvious. They must choose between Ning and Zhao.
Mo Qianxue knew clearly how mentally exhausted he has been. All he wanted was a peaceful life. But now, to protect her, he was willing to give up peace and took her to the ends of the earth.
If Wang village wanted to keep them, then they must drive the Zhao couple out of the village.
The move was tough, but if it would do them good once and for all.
If they didn't want to keep them, they would naturally find a place where they would belong. Ning Shaoqing was a scholar and qualified teacher. Wherever he arrived, the village would warmly welcome him.
On this continent, being driven out of a village meant being expelled by the whole clan, which was the greatest negation of the person as well as the greatest humiliation and shame for a life time that could never be washed out.
Ning Shaoqing's words caught the Zhao couple by surprise. At a time, they even turned still and speechless from fear.
The words also made the teacup in the village head's hand shake.
Zhao Ergou was really agitated, rushing over and spitting out words without thinking, "Fuck you two outsiders! Fuck off! Go back to where you come from..."
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The Lady's Sickly Husband
RomanceTransmigration? A Chong Xi Marriage? Sickly husband? How worse can this get? Mo Qian Xue now lives in a soddy, destitute, small house with broken furnitures. The grass had grown wild and unruly from lack of proper care. The rice pot in the kitchen...