Chapter 3: Competitive Appointment

“Tap, tap.” Just as Ji Lingtong finished speaking with the last village chief and returned to her room, she heard something tapping on the window from outside. A thought suddenly brightened her spirits, and she hurried over.

“Uh, I, I…” Shen Yi hadn’t expected Ji Lingtong to open the window so quickly. Flustered and blushing, he stammered, “I, I heard… no, you don’t have to worry about Sun Erlang’s matter. I’ll handle it for you.”

Ji Lingtong watched Shen Yi scratching his head stubbornly, looking like a big loyal dog. She couldn’t help but smile, and then, unexpectedly, tears welled up and she cried.

This time, she truly cried.

In her past life, she had been foolish—to give up such a good man for the sake of pride.

Fortunately, there was still time to make things right.

Shen Yi, nervous and unsure, took a long stride and climbed through the window into Ji Lingtong’s room. “Don’t cry. I’m not going to eat you—why are you crying? Or did that scoundrel bully you? I’ll chop him up! Please don’t cry, okay? If anyone dares to say anything about you, I’ll take care of them!”

Ji Lingtong looked at Shen Yi’s serious expression and teased him through her tears, “No one bullied me. It’s just that my reputation is so bad now, no one dares to marry me.”

“Who said that? I’ll marry you.” Shen Yi’s gaze burned as he looked at Ji Lingtong, but under her steadfast gaze, he quickly backed down, “I mean, if no one else will marry you, then I will.”

As he spoke, as if afraid she wouldn’t believe him, he pulled out a wad of cash from his pocket. “This is money I earned recently. Take it for your brother’s medical treatment. If it’s not enough, I’ll figure something out. Don’t let these things hold you back.”

Ji Lingtong stared blankly at the man before her. She remembered that in her past life, he had also sent her money. She had thought he was mocking her and had coldly shut the window, refusing to acknowledge him. This stubborn man had pursued her for a lifetime.

“So, this is the betrothal gift?” Ji Lingtong asked, taking the money.

“N-no,” Shen Yi blushed. “I-if you really marry me, I’ll carry you in a grand sedan chair and bring you home in glory.”

Ji Lingtong smiled. Under the moonlight, Shen Yi grinned widely. She thought perhaps heaven took pity on her, refusing to let her suffer regrets in this lifetime.

Ji Lingtong rested her head on the money Shen Yi gave her and fell into a deep sleep. Maybe, with him by her side, she could finally be at peace.

The next morning, early, Ji Lingtong went to the tool storage area. From afar, she saw a crowd surrounding the village chief, arguing loudly.

“Village chief, your second son’s wife said you directly gave the scorer’s job to the Ji family girl. Is that true?”

“What nonsense? That girl is young; she shouldn’t be doing the scorer’s work.”

“Exactly. Why does that family get all the good things? Just yesterday, she took ten yuan from Aunt Hua’er, and today she wants the easy scorer’s job. Whenever she’s off, she comes to snatch our scorer work again.”

“We don’t agree!”

“Right, we don’t agree!”

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