NOVEL Back to the 1980s: Becoming the Villain's Lucky Wife Chapter 362: My Fate Is Up to Me, Not Heaven

Back to the 1980s: Becoming the Villain's Lucky Wife

Chapter 362: My Fate Is Up to Me, Not Heaven
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Chapter 362: Chapter 362: My Fate Is Up to Me, Not Heaven

Shen Xiaoya was younger than Li Xiaomei, so the people around them subconsciously assumed Shen Xiaoya was the mistress and began to point and stare.

Shen Xiaoya’s face turned beet red. She shouted, "I’m not the mistress!"

She was so furious it didn’t seem like an act, and then the crowd’s gazes fell back on Li Xiaomei...

"Hey, wait, why would the mistress be an older one? What man has such bad taste?"

"Exactly!"

In the popular view, people always assumed that when a man took a mistress, she had to be younger and prettier than his wife. If she wasn’t, she at least had to be gentler.

Li Xiaomei utterly detested the word "mistress." Now, hearing people call her that, she completely broke down. Her gaze swept over the crowd before finally landing on Qin Jiao. Without a second thought, she threw what was in her hands right at her!

Qin Jiao had been keeping an eye on her. Seeing something thrown her way, she instantly dodged. As a result, Li Xiaomei ended up hitting a bystander who was watching the spectacle.

That person was immediately furious.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Hitting people out of the blue? Who do you think you’re hitting?!"

Qin Jiao remarked lightly from the side, "Because the mistress is lashing out in shame."

"Oh my god, she’s that old and that ugly, and she’s really the mistress?"

"That mistress is so shameless. How dare she hit someone? Pah!"

The power of gossip is terrifying. With the department store especially crowded at this time, the final result was that Li Xiaomei and her two companions slunk away in disgrace.

Qin Jiao retrieved their things, then looked at Shen Yi. "Does it hurt?"

Shen Yi was taller and larger than Shen Feng. Plus, he had been diligently working out for the past two years, making him look much more powerful than the refined Shen Feng. So in this fight, Shen Yi didn’t lose out, but it was inevitable that he got a little banged up.

Shen Yi said pitifully, "It hurts!"

"I’ll help you put a hard-boiled egg on it when we get home." Qin Jiao thought for a moment, then said, "Have you noticed? Shen Feng seems to be getting more and more irritable. I remember he wasn’t like this in our last life."

In their last life, Shen Feng had been so perfect that no one could find any fault with him. Even though Shen Yi despised the man, he couldn’t point out a single flaw.

He did everything flawlessly, always maintained a gentle and refined demeanor, was patient and polite with everyone, and being around him never made you feel the slightest bit uncomfortable.

But in this life, he seemed to have become much gloomier and much more quick-tempered.

Shen Yi definitely didn’t want Qin Jiao’s attention to be on Shen Feng. He hissed softly, "Oww, my face hurts so much. Jiao Jiao, can you take a look for me? Did that bastard Shen Feng bruise it?"

"Yeah, a little." Qin Jiao reached out and touched it. He immediately let out a very exaggerated hiss. Qin Jiao didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Looking at this somewhat childish big kid, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

She said, "Shen Yi, have you noticed? Shen Feng is just like you were in our last life!"

Shen Yi froze.

He thought back carefully. In their recent encounters, it was true that Shen Feng had been extremely short-tempered, ready to explode at the slightest provocation. Just now, Shen Yi had only said a few words about his mother, and Shen Feng had charged over to beat him up. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

And in that book, Shen Feng and Qin Jiao were supposed to be a couple...

’It’s a truly strange feeling. Could it be that Qin Jiao is destined to have a romantic entanglement with a short-tempered man?’

Looking at the bruise on Shen Yi’s forehead, Qin Jiao lowered her gaze.

’My last life is one thing. I was muddle-headed, led along by fate, completely unable to resist, and it all ended in tragedy.’

’But this life... My fate is in my hands, not in the hands of heaven!’

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