Rebirth of a Farming Wife

“Madam, please let’s talk this out calmly. I will go in and report your arrival right away,” the servant knew he couldn’t stop Su Wenyue. On any ordinary day, he might let it slide, but today, with Master also present, they didn’t dare to do nothing. Otherwise, they couldn’t bear the consequences.

“Master, Master, a lady with people has barged in!” The servant scrambled inside to report.

Han Yu raised an eyebrow, “Barged in with people?”

“Yes, that lady is fierce. I don’t know from which household she comes, but she didn’t even ask; she just smashed the door and charged in with people. We really couldn’t stop her, so we had to come and report to you, Master.” Seeing that Han Yu didn’t lose his temper, the servant felt some relief.

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Han Yu’s face. Indeed, it was his own wife, and the stance she took when angry was anything but small. However, he soon felt a headache coming on. His wife must be extremely upset, and he didn’t know if she would harm herself in her anger. He hoped his wife would understand the meaning behind his words later. He couldn’t be too explicit, as if the traitor inside found out, all his efforts would be wasted.

Han Yu had acted so secretively and hadn’t informed Su Wenyue beforehand precisely because there was an internal traitor involved. This time, it was both to give Su Wenyue a pretext to move away and to catch the traitor.

Thinking of the traitor, Han Yu’s expression turned grim. If not for his luck, the traitor would have caused him great losses. But because of this, the traitor had not exposed themselves. However, he had narrowed down the suspects and was just waiting for his plan to work to catch the person.

Seeing that Han Yu was silent, the servant sneaked a peek at him. Noticing that Han Yu was neither panicked nor appeared to be in a rush, he began to speculate: perhaps this lady was not favored by the master, hence the master’s indifference. As for understanding the thoughts of their masters, that was beyond the servants. The lady was so beautiful, even more so than the woman living here—why wouldn’t the master care or favor her? If he had such a wife, he’d worship her like a Bodhisattva, even though the lady did seem to have quite a temper.

Chi Feifei was in the room working with needle and thread, sewing clothes for Han Yu, when she heard that a beautiful lady had stormed in with people, her face changed color, only to calm down soon after.

“Miss, what should we do? Could the lady be the master’s legal wife? Otherwise, why would she make such a grand entrance?” Xiao Hong, the servant girl attending to Chi Feifei, said anxiously, worried not only for her mistress but also that the lady’s anger might fall upon the servants. As someone who had signed a Death Contract, her life was as cheap as grass, and if she were beaten to death, it would be deemed her own fault.

“What’s there to panic about? If she’s come, she’s come; what can she do? It’s common for a man to have several wives and concubines. Even if she is the legal wife, she still has to listen to the master. Does she really think the master is still that rustic farmer? If she makes too much fuss, she’s the only one who will lose face!” Chi Feifei said irritably, looking at Xiao Hong with disdain. If Chi Feifei’s father hadn’t been framed and their family bankrupted, she wouldn’t have ended up in such a situation.

She had inquired earlier, and Lord Han’s wife was just a merchant’s daughter. Her original status wasn’t much higher than Chi Feifei’s, but she had the good fortune of marrying a man who became an official, and now she was a wife of an official, a gap that made Chi Feifei feel unjust. In terms of talent and beauty, she felt she was definitely not inferior to Su Wenyue. Fate was so unfair—why should she be the inferior one? She was not convinced!

“But Miss…” Xiao Hong was still frightened. The wife might not be able to do anything to the miss, but she might vent her anger on Xiao Hong, who served the miss.

“What’s all this ‘but’ about? So spineless. Let’s go. I want to meet Su Wenyue, this woman who’s so luck-struck,” Chi Feifei said as she walked outside. In fact, she was planning to provoke Su Wenyue and make an impression in front of Han Yu. She had seen plenty of the tricks women use to vie for a man’s affection since she was young—her own mother and her father’s concubines competed fiercely for her father’s favor. The more strained the relationship between the master and Mrs. Su, the better for her.

No matter how worried Xiao Hong was, she didn’t dare disobey Chi Feifei, a master not to be trifled with, who would resort to beating and scolding on a whim. Disobeying her would result in a severe punishment—therefore, she followed, trembling in fear.

Han Yu was well aware of the commotion on Chi Feifei’s side, but his intention was also to let the situation escalate. So he let Chi Feifei do as she pleased and didn’t rush over immediately. After all, his wife had brought so many people with her. If his wife became angry, she would even dare to hit him—though her little strength really couldn’t hurt him—and even less so Chi Feifei, who would surely suffer at his wife’s hands. Rushing over would just make him an easy target!

Reveling in schadenfreude, Han Yu thought that his wife must certainly be furious about the situation. It was good that someone unaware of her impending doom was about to give his wife a chance to blow off some steam, so that later, his wife wouldn’t be too harsh when disciplining him.

Su Wenyue, Han Yu knew all too well, might understand after he explained things, but a beating was inescapable.

“Oh, who is this? Marching in here with such audacity. Those who don’t know better might think you’re some uncouth shrew.”

Su Wenyue had only walked halfway when she saw a woman with a decent appearance and a somewhat flamboyant demeanor approaching with a swaying gait and a clearly provocative tone. This was presumably that so-called ‘true love’ of Han Yu that she had heard about. Su Wenyue thought to herself.

Xiao Dingzi glared furiously at Chi Feifei, glaring fiercely, “Madam, it’s her, this is the shameless woman I saw seducing the master!”

Suspicions confirmed, Su Wenyue looked at the woman in front of her. Despite her boiling anger, her heart suddenly became much calmer. Now that she had seen the actual person, Su Wenyue somewhat disbelieved the rumors. Such a woman, though still decent-looking, didn’t fit what she believed was Han Yu’s taste. What could be the real reason behind all this?

When Chi Feifei finally saw Su Wenyue’s face, she felt somewhat defeated. She had heard of Han Yu’s wife’s beauty but had dismissed it, thinking the tales were exaggerated and confident in her own appearance, believing Su Wenyue couldn’t be better than her. But upon seeing Su Wenyue, she realized that Su Wenyue’s looks not only lived up to the rumors but even exceeded them, and her very presence made Chi Feifei feel somewhat shamed.