The dark, rough hand belonged to Zhao Chunhua; the fair, delicate hand belonged to Feng Xueqing.
But both hands missed at the same time—the bracelet had already landed in someone else’s hand.
Liang Hui casually toyed with the bracelet, not even sparing the two women a glance.
Instead, he turned to ask Grandma Liang, “Grandma, this bracelet was left by my mother?”
Grandma Liang nodded. “Yes, your mother left it for you. It should be given to your wife as a betrothal gift.”
Yu Yao walked over and affectionately hooked her arm through Liang Hui’s, her voice soft and sweet.
“Husband, did Mother-in-law leave this bracelet for me?”
In the original story, Feng Xueqing had relied on this “golden finger” to thrive effortlessly.
Now that Yu Yao knew the plot, she naturally wouldn’t let her get her hands on it.
Liang Hui glanced at her but neither confirmed nor denied it.
He simply hooked the bracelet on his finger and continued to play with it.
Zhao Chunhua grew anxious and stepped forward to argue.
“Laosi, your parents died early. It was me, your aunt, who raised you with great hardship. You can’t be ungrateful!”
“Consider this bracelet repayment for raising you all these years!”
“Hand it over!”
She tried to grab it, but she was short and stocky while Liang Hui was tall and strong.
With just a slight lift of his hand, she couldn’t reach it no matter how much she jumped.
The neighbors crowding the doorway and windows burst into laughter.
Liang Manchang felt embarrassed and barked, “Enough, stop making a scene!”
Zhao Chunhua gritted her teeth but couldn’t do anything to Liang Hui. She cursed him as ungrateful and was about to give up.
But Feng Xueqing was absolutely unwilling to give up her golden finger.
It was hers!
It should have belonged to her in both past and present lives!
And Liang Hui—her greatest regret from her previous life.
This time, she wanted to treat him better.
But with so many thoughts in her heart, how could she even begin to speak?
Feng Xueqing gazed at Liang Hui with tear-filled eyes, hoping he would soften like he had in her previous life.
Back then, with just one word from her, he would do anything. With a single tear, he would even give up his life.
What was a mere jade bracelet?
Seeing her staring at him tearfully, Liang Hui frowned in confusion.
“Do you have a problem with me?” he raised an eyebrow.
Feng Xueqing’s expression nearly twisted.
Yu Yao, still holding Liang Hui’s arm, wrinkled her nose in disgust.
“Husband, this woman is unhappy that you spent 2,800 yuan to marry me, and she’s upset you didn’t give her Mother-in-law’s bracelet.”
Liang Hui let out a cold laugh and looked at Feng Xueqing. “Is that so?”
Feng Xueqing’s heart pounded wildly, and she couldn’t help but nod, feeling wronged.
In her previous life, he couldn’t bear to see her suffer even the slightest grievance.
According to how he used to be, seeing her unhappy, he would have immediately returned Yu Yao, taken back the 2,800 yuan, and handed it to her.
Then he would have given her the bracelet too.
Of course, in her previous life, he hadn’t given it to her at first—she had Liang Haifeng steal it.
But later, his indulgence and affection made her believe he would bring that love into this life.
Who knew—this time, he showed her no mercy at all.
“Who the hell do you think you are to be dissatisfied? What are you, anyway? Got a screw loose?”
Feng Xueqing felt as if struck by lightning. Her body swayed, nearly collapsing.
“Oh my, Xueqing, are you alright?” Zhao Chunhua rushed to support her, wailing exaggeratedly.
Slapping her thigh, she cried loudly, “People of Hukeng Village, bear witness! The younger brother has hit his future sister-in-law!”
The crowd watching from the door and windows: “…”
They were completely confused.
Did they miss something?
Yu Yao refused to back down.
She immediately copied Zhao Chunhua’s actions, slapping her thigh and shouting in the same tone:
“People of Hukeng Village, bear witness! My future sister-in-law is trying to snatch my mother-in-law’s betrothal gift!”
Making things up? Playing victim? Anyone could do it!
The crowd: “…”
The Liang family: “…”
Feng Xueqing panicked and quickly explained, “Yao Yao, don’t misunderstand—I’m not trying to take the bracelet… I just think that since you and Liang Hui aren’t married yet, it should stay with Grandma for now.”
In her previous life, the bracelet had remained with Grandma Liang.
Then she had Liang Haifeng secretly steal it.
Of course, she hadn’t directly told him to steal it—she had simply shown how much she liked it, becoming distracted and unable to eat.
To please her, Liang Haifeng had taken the opportunity to sneak into Grandma’s room and find it.
With the bracelet, she unlocked her space and spiritual spring.
Later, she saved Liang Hui’s life when he was severely injured while hunting.
Without her spiritual spring water, he would have died—and there would have been no great villain.
She cared for him for over a month, saving him.
From then on, he was utterly devoted to her.
Even after turning dark, he never hurt her.
This time, as long as Grandma kept the bracelet, she could have Liang Haifeng steal it again later.
But Grandma Liang waved her hand as she coughed.
“Since it was left by Laosi’s mother for his wife, it’s time to return it to its rightful owner. I’m old—what if I lose it?”
In the previous life, Liang Hui never married, so she had kept it.
But now his wife stood right here, and the bracelet was already in his hands—she had no reason to keep it.
Feng Xueqing grew anxious and began crying again, her voice trembling.
“Liang Hui… can you give me the bracelet? I really like it… I can trade anything for it!”
She lowered herself so much—if it were the Liang Hui from her previous life, he would have been heartbroken.
But Liang Hui merely glanced at her indifferently and sneered.
“You’re not my wife. Why should I give you my mother’s belongings?”
Feng Xueqing’s heart felt like it was being cut by knives. She almost blurted out—
I’m willing to be your wife!
But with everyone watching, she couldn’t say it.
“Husband, help your wife put it on,” Yu Yao said, seizing the moment as she extended her slender left hand.
Her delicate fingers, like tender scallions, looked especially beautiful against the blood jade bracelet—as if it had always belonged to her.
While Liang Hui was momentarily distracted, Yu Yao stood on tiptoe and whispered something in his ear.
Feng Xueqing’s heart skipped a beat—she had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, the next second—
Liang Hui decisively slipped the blood jade bracelet onto Yu Yao’s wrist, then swept a provocative gaze over everyone present.
“Now—who else wants it?”