Du Junlin, I have arrived.
I have arrived and seen you in such a disheveled state, cornered by a few petty assassins.
Besides bullying Mo Hongti and causing Brother Guang's spirit to linger, what other capabilities do you possess?
A woman as arrogant and self-important as you, what face do you have to call yourself the Little God of War?
And what face do you have, to occupy the position of "Li Qianfan's wife"?
If you still wish to preserve your last shred of dignity, then get back to Lingnan and never see me again!
This is—
What Li Qianfan conveyed to Du Junlin in a mere six words (Du Junlin, I have arrived).
Can Du Junlin comprehend the true meaning behind Li Qianfan's brief six words?
Yes.
"Li Qianfan."
The bleeding from her wounds finally stopped, but Du Junlin's lips were pale. She looked at Li Qianfan, "When I was only seven months old, I already lost all my dignity because of you. Marrying you is the only way for me to stand tall as a person."
Li Qianfan asked in a low voice, "How did I cause you to lose all your dignity?"
Du Junlin retorted fiercely, "How many women's skirts did you lift!?"
Li Qianfan—
His mouth moved, a mix of shame and anger, "I was only two or three years old then, damn it!"
Du Junlin sneered, "Who would believe that?"
Without waiting for Li Qianfan to say anything, Du Junlin suddenly raised her right hand and pointed at Mo Hongti, who had quickly dressed and walked out of the east wing. She retorted fiercely again, "Li Qianfan, let Su Ziyu be for now! I'm asking you. Dare you swear upon the ancestors of the Li family! That you have never accepted this woman's services?"
What services?
Foot massage?
Or made her dance naked?
Li Qianfan suddenly felt a pang of guilt.
Du Junlin stepped closer, "Do you really think I don't know about a woman named Dai Paipai in Qingyun who changes her attire specifically for you every day?"
Li Qianfan subconsciously took a step back.
He wanted to explain to Du Junlin that his relationships with Mo Hongti and Dai Paipai were actually very pure.
But his mouth was sealed as if with tape, unable to utter a sound.
"When I understood nothing, I already knew that my future husband was the village chief of Li Family Village, Li Qianfan."
Du Junlin pressed on—
"My mother, Su Nanyin, taught me from a young age to always remember that I am Li Qianfan's wife."
"During the years I grew up, I was not allowed to develop feelings for any boy who pursued me."
"If I dared to have even a little bit of affection, my mother would disown me."
"That's what my mother said, and that's what I did."
"In all my 21 years and seven months of life!"
"I, Du Junlin!"
"Have never had even the slightest feeling for any man other than you."
"I was waiting for you—"
"Waiting for you to bring me home with all the proper betrothal gifts, processions, and dowry."
"But you?"
"You had locked onto me long ago."
"But whether you were in Sijiu Li Family Village or Kunlun Blazing Valley! Have you ever lacked female companions?" httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
"When you were in Li Family Village, did you not tell Tang Xiaoni of the Tang family that you would marry her when you grew up?"
"When you were in Blazing Valley, weren't you constantly entwined with the young maids of Yang Xiao's grandmother?"
"For your sake, I kept my heart pure as jade."
"But in Blazing Valley, you earned the nickname 'Young Master of the Flower Garden'."
"Years ago, when you represented Li Family Village and visited my home for my father's birthday, did you not constantly let your eyes sweep over my sisters' legs because they were beautiful?"
"If that wasn't the case, would I have asked you out for a fight?"
"Do you remember what I said when I spat in your mouth?"
"I said—"
Du Junlin's pale face was now like a leopard that had locked onto its prey, cornering Li Qianfan against the northwest wall.
Li Qianfan desperately wanted to push her away.
He desperately wanted to tell her loudly that promising to marry Tang Xiaoni was just child's play.
The so-called "Young Master of the Flower Garden" was also a playful nickname given to him by the older sisters in Blazing Valley.
However.
Du Junlin, filled with rage at this moment, gave him no chance to speak.
Her voice, somewhat torn, cried out, "At that time, I solemnly told you. Li Qianfan, you are Du Junlin's husband! In this life, you can only love me alone, you can only have me as your woman. If you dare to fool around with other women behind my back, I will beat you at least eight times a day! If I get desperate, I'll castrate you, you scoundrel."
Li Qianfan's forehead began to sweat.
"I had already predicted that you would retaliate when I returned home."
Du Junlin's pale, peerlessly beautiful face contorted slightly, "Therefore, I prepared a knife. At that time, I wanted to castrate you on the spot!"
Li Qianfan looked up at the sky, contemplating how to deal with Du Junlin.
"Do you know?"
Du Junlin suddenly raised her hand, grabbed Li Qianfan's collar, and in a chilling voice, with a discernible sob, "That day, after you left, my father broke my left leg! It was all because I almost brought the full retaliation of Li Family Village upon us. If Aunt Yaqing hadn't knelt and begged my father, I might have been expelled from the family long ago!"
This matter—
Li Qianfan truly did not know.
"When I was seven months old, you changed my life."
"I could only, under pressure, follow my family's requirements and be the most loyal wife, waiting for your proposal."
"But you?"
"You would rather be a live-in son-in-law than marry me."
"You volunteered to be a live-in son-in-law, bought by Su Ziyu for a bride price of eighty-eight thousand. That completely broke my spirit."
"I, Du Junlin, have no face left, do I?"
"Today! If my mind wasn't completely filled with thoughts of you, could those garbage assassins have gotten within a hundred meters of me?"
As Du Junlin spoke tearfully, tears streamed down her eyes.
This was the first time she had cried in years, since her leg was broken.
Li Qianfan looked up at the sky.
The weather today was truly beautiful.
The moon, or the sun, was shining so brightly.
"Li Qianfan, marry me."
Du Junlin's voice softened, "I will try my best to resolve the resentment I feel towards you. I will try to like you. I will strive to be the best wife."
This time.
Li Qianfan shook his head without a second thought, "No. First, I have already married Ziyu. Second, I have no feelings for you."
This is bad.
Mo Hongti, standing at the doorway, felt a premonition of disaster.
Du Junlin, however, did not explode in anger. Instead, she slowly retreated.
She walked back about four meters before stopping.
Then, Du Junlin slowly raised her right hand and said in a wooden voice, "Mr. Li Qianfan, please make your move. Only one of us can leave here alive today."
Li Qianfan shook his head again, "You are injured and have lost too much blood. I will not fight you."
He paused.
Then he added, "Even if you were not injured, I would not fight you to the death. Dislike is dislike. Such things cannot be forced."
Li Qianfan strode to the door, took Mo Hongti's hand, and quickly walked towards the exit, "Du Junlin, within a month, I will, as the village chief of Li Family Village, travel to Lingnan with the elders and formally break off our engagement before Elder Shen."
"Li Qianfan."
"Yes."
"In this world, there is only a Li wife who dies violently, and no Du Junlin who is divorced."
After saying this, Du Junlin suddenly let out a piercing shriek and lunged towards Li Qianfan.