Su Lili’s face fell, realizing she had hit the target too accurately, and she immediately regretted it. Had she known she’d be reborn, she never would have let Chen Xiaojun coax her into giving herself to him. If Guo Zhiwei found out she wasn’t pure, he would definitely be disgusted. Su Lili could only figure out a way to muddle through on her wedding night to avoid being exposed. For now, calming this shameless, vile scumbag in front of her was the priority.
“Speak. How do you want me to let you go?”
Chen Xiaojun had achieved his goal and opened his mouth like a lion: “Five hundred bucks as hush money, plus the watch on your wrist. I heard it’s a Shanghai brand—I don’t have one. Give me this watch as compensation for your change of heart.”
“Why don’t you try taking it?” Su Lili clutched the watch, unwilling.
Chen Xiaojun, confident and unafraid, said: “You don’t have to give it. On your wedding day, I’ll go to the banquet and tell your husband that you’re a ‘used shoe’—that your body has long been mine.”
Su Lili refused: “Don’t come.”
If Chen Xiaojun made a scene, could she even get married? The engagement she had just fought for couldn’t be ruined by a scumbag. Thinking of her future life of luxury, Su Lili gritted her teeth and agreed to his request: “I don’t have the money now. After the wedding, when I handle the finances, I’ll give it to you.”
Hearing this, Su Tian silently snickered. Su Lili was overthinking; the Guo family’s money wouldn’t be hers to manage, not even Guo Zhiwei’s, let alone her own salary in the future. Su Tian had no intention of kindly warning the delusional Su Lili—she had just encouraged Chen Xiaojun to pester her! Sisters’ kindness should be reciprocal: you harm me first, don’t expect me to warn you.
Chen Xiaojun wasn’t stupid: “You’re both getting married. If you back out, who am I going to get the money from? Don’t play games with me. If I don’t see five hundred bucks tomorrow, expect me to ruin your wedding day!”
Su Tian, eavesdropping, had to admit—well done. Dog bites dog, truly exciting.
Not wanting to lose the engagement she had fought for, Su Lili gritted her teeth and, bleeding internally, nodded in agreement: “Fine. But my money isn’t free. You want to marry Su Tian—then…” Then, she would let him use the fists that had abused her in the past to make Su Tian taste an unhappy marriage and domestic violence.
Su Tian almost cursed. Su Lili was doomed. Thinking of Su Tian’s fair, beautiful face, Chen Xiaojun’s mind turned vile. He looked puzzled but asked: “Why must I marry Su Tian?”
“I don’t want her marrying into the city. What, you don’t want to?” Su Lili narrowed her eyes. In the past life, he had complained plenty in front of her about why he didn’t marry Su Tian, clearly a “lucky wife” type. Now, that lucky opportunity was in his lap—would he take it?
“I will. Your sister’s much prettier than you. Marrying her is my luck, hehe!” Chen Xiaojun didn’t dwell on betrayal; wasn’t there a better choice? Two hundred in compensation and a watch would be more than enough to marry Su Tian. Thinking about her becoming his wife, his smile became even more lecherous.
Su Lili saw the mischievous look on Chen Xiaojun’s face and secretly smirked. She just had to wait for this pair of scumbag man and shameless woman to trap themselves for life and see how miserable Su Tian would be this time.
With his goal achieved, Chen Xiaojun reminded Su Lili to keep her promise and left before dark. Su Lili, intending to return to the village, turned around—and froze. Another figure was behind her. Recognizing her, her expression changed dramatically: “Su… Su Tian?”
Su Tian smiled slightly, her smile not reaching her eyes, and slapped Su Lili hard across the face: “Who I marry is none of your business. Why did you encourage Chen Xiaojun to ruin me?”
“You… you heard everything?” Su Lili panicked.
“Yeah. Tell me, if your fiancé knew you gave yourself to Chen Xiaojun, would he still marry you?” Su Tian’s smile was half-serious, half-teasing.
Su Lili’s pupils shrank. “You… what are you going to do?”
Su Tian pinned her down, punching and kicking, pulling her hair, and using reed leaves to scratch her face. Su Lili ended up battered and bloodied, her face unrecognizable. Su Tian, feeling satisfied, said: “Five hundred bucks. Not a cent less.”
“I don’t have it.” Su Lili had less than fifty cents on her; forget five hundred.
Su Tian’s face went cold. She smeared blood on Su Lili’s face for effect, eyes gleaming: “Then I’ll go find your fiancé…”
Su Lili couldn’t bear to hear more. If Su Tian went to Guo Zhiwei, they’d be involved together—what business would Su Lili have then? Calculating her options, she had no choice but to compromise, bringing up her delayed payment to Chen Xiaojun. But Su Tian wasn’t so easily placated: “What Chen Xiaojun won’t accept, you think I would? Tomorrow, if I don’t see the money, I’ll go with Chen Xiaojun to your fiancé.”
“Su Tian!” Su Lili was furious.
Su Tian responded with punches and kicks, pinning her to the ground. Su Lili could only cry for mercy: “I-I’ll give it tomorrow, please stop… sob, sob, sob…”
Su Tian snorted coldly, warning: “If you dare tell your parents to make trouble, I won’t be afraid for the whole village to know about your mess with Chen Xiaojun.”
Su Lili, aching all over, watched Su Tian leave briskly and arrogantly, wishing she were dead. Five hundred bucks—no, a thousand. Where would she get a thousand? She hit the ground in frustration.
Su Tian didn’t care. She had beaten her up and returned home in high spirits. Huang Guahua, thinking her daughter had been out fooling around, glared at her and said sourly: “We didn’t wait for you to eat. There’s leftover food in the kitchen—wash your bowl while you’re at it.”
Su Tian nodded and headed to the kitchen, knowing her mom was sulking because Su Lili had found a good family to marry into. Now was definitely not the time to frown.
In the kitchen, Su Tian lifted the lid of the pot and saw a bowl of mixed grain porridge and half a salted duck egg. Life in 1980 was still harsh—half a salted duck egg was already considered a luxury. Just as she was about to eat the salted duck egg, a strange voice appeared in her ears:
“[Would you like to open the 1980 live broadcast room?]”
Su Tian’s face immediately changed. “?” She looked around—an old, dim kitchen, no one else there.
Before she could find the source of the voice, it spoke again:
“[Live broadcast room is open. The host is ready.]”
Suddenly, a live broadcast interface appeared before her, exactly like the ones she had seen on her phone in her previous life. Shocked, Su Tian dropped the salted duck egg, swearing a classic curse from the future: “Holy sh*t!!!”
The viewers in the live broadcast were: “……”
The strange voice continued:
“[Welcome to the 1980 live broadcast room. Su Tian will bring you goods from the 1980s. Friends who need anything, click the shopping cart below to purchase.]”
Su Tian pointed at herself: “Me?”
“[Yes, Host Su, say hello to your family and introduce yourself.]” The voice was guiding her.
Dazed, Su Tian paused for a second, then realized—hadn’t she never eaten pork or even seen pigs before? In her previous life, by the time she was near death, live streaming was booming. Many people made money selling goods online, and she had often bought things through live streams. She hadn’t expected that after being reborn, she would be forcibly signed on as a live broadcast host.
Yes, this year was 1980—the 1980s. Thinking this, Su Tian quickly got into character, forced a professional smile, and awkwardly waved ahead:
“Good evening, everyone. I’m Su Tian…”
She didn’t know what to say next when the strange voice spoke again:
“[Today’s trial broadcast is ten minutes. The shopping cart is ready. Friends who want to buy salted duck eggs, link number one.]”
Curious, Su Tian checked the link. There really were salted duck eggs, and they were selling for a whopping 9.9 yuan each. In an era when the average monthly wage was only forty or fifty yuan, only a fool would spend 9.9 yuan on a salted duck egg.
Who knew? Karma came fast—the sixty-one salted duck eggs were instantly sold out.
Su Tian: “Oh sh*t!!”
Just as she spoke, the broadcast screen went black, and slowly a line of text appeared:
“[Please adhere to civil language in live broadcasts.]”
Su Tian: “…….”