The moment Yu Yao got hold of the blood-jade bracelet, she immediately dropped the act.
Letting go of Liang Hui’s arm, she dashed straight into the nearest room.
Without caring whose room it was, she slammed the door shut, bolted it, and drew the curtains.
Very quickly, she found a sewing basket and used a needle to prick a tiny hole beneath her right armpit.
A drop of blood seeped out and merged into the blood-jade bracelet, disappearing instantly.
Yu Yao’s consciousness entered the newly unlocked space inside the bracelet, and she quickly found the spiritual spring.
The space and spiritual spring were the original heroine Feng Xueqing’s greatest golden finger: the former could store food and preserve freshness, while the latter could cure illnesses and enhance the flavor of food.
Yu Yao had finally seized the golden finger first!
Everyone inside the Liang house and the neighboring villagers outside were stunned by Yu Yao’s actions.
Feng Xueqing was the first to react and hurried after her.
Bang!
The door slammed shut right in front of her, nearly smashing her nose.
She pounded on the door frantically and shouted, “Yu Yao, what are you doing? Open the door!”
Zhao Chunhua also came to her senses and rushed over to bang on the door too.
She shrieked furiously, “Yu Yao, what are you doing in me and your uncle’s room? You shameless little slut with no manners!”
Only then did everyone realize it was Zhao Chunhua and Liang Mancang’s room.
No matter how hard the people outside pounded on the door or what they shouted, there was no response from inside.
Feng Xueqing was on the verge of going mad.
She suspected Yu Yao had been reborn too—that was the only reason she would come to steal her golden finger.
But in her previous life, Yu Yao had died without ever knowing the golden finger existed. So how could she know after being reborn?
Feng Xueqing couldn’t figure it out.
All she could do was pound even harder on the door, wishing she could smash it apart.
“Yu Yao, what exactly are you doing?!” she screamed sharply.
Everyone gathered in front of the room. Feng Xueqing threatened that if the door wasn’t opened soon, she’d break it down.
And she wasn’t bluffing.
Putting all her strength into it, Feng Xueqing slammed hard against the door.
Creak—
As luck would have it, the door opened at that exact moment.
“Ah!”
Unable to stop herself, Feng Xueqing stumbled headfirst into the room.
The momentum sent her crashing heavily onto the hard floor. Her head slammed into a table leg with a loud thunk.
Just hearing it sounded painful.
Zhao Chunhua rushed in after her, fussing loudly while helping Feng Xueqing back up.
“Xueqing, are you alright—”
The moment she saw her future daughter-in-law’s miserable appearance, she froze.
The swelling on both of Feng Xueqing’s cheeks hadn’t even gone down yet, and now there was another huge lump rising on her forehead, complete with scraped skin.
She looked bizarre and ridiculous, nothing like the fair and delicate little beauty she usually was.
Her future daughter-in-law was famous far and wide for supposedly having a blessed lucky fate, so why had she suddenly run into disaster after disaster today?
Unable to understand it, Zhao Chunhua blamed everything on Yu Yao.
She began cursing Yu Yao furiously, clearly intending to settle all scores at once.
At that moment, Yu Yao was gripping a pair of scissors she had found in the sewing basket, her eyes fierce.
“Anyone who dares steal my mother-in-law’s keepsake—I’ll fight them to the death!”
Zhao Chunhua was so angry her nose practically twisted sideways.
“Who’s trying to steal that lousy bracelet? Are you crazy?!”
Although the bracelet looked beautiful and she was tempted by it, she had never planned to snatch it by force.
Mainly because Laoxi wasn’t easy to deal with—if she tried to rob them openly, she definitely wouldn’t succeed.
Yu Yao waved the sharp scissors in front of Feng Xueqing’s swollen face and bared her teeth.
“Still want to steal it?”
The sight of the gleaming scissors made Feng Xueqing’s face turn pale with fright.
“Yu Yao, put the scissors down first. Don’t… don’t hurt your fingers!” she said in a trembling voice.
On the surface, it sounded like she cared deeply for Yu Yao and feared she might get injured.
In reality, she was terrified Yu Yao might accidentally cut her finger and drip blood onto the bracelet, allowing her to steal the golden finger that originally belonged to Feng Xueqing.
Yu Yao snorted mockingly.
“Quit the fake concern and hypocritical act! I’m not stupid—why would I cut my own finger?”
“You’re not hurt?” Feng Xueqing carefully examined Yu Yao. Seeing all ten fingers unharmed, she finally let out a relieved breath. “It’s good that you’re not hurt!”
Liang Mancang’s face darkened as he barked,
“Laoxi, control your wife! What kind of behavior is this? Tell her to put the scissors down and come out immediately!”
Liang Hui lazily lifted his eyelids.
“Stop surrounding her. Everybody disperse first. Nobody’s stealing her bracelet. Once you leave, she’ll come out.”
At once, everyone understood: the uncle and aunt’s family had tried to snatch the niece-in-law’s bracelet, which was why she had gone crazy.
The Liang family: “……”
The spectators: “……”
Gripping the scissors, Yu Yao charged her way out through the crowd.
The moment she saw Liang Hui waiting outside to receive her, she tossed away the scissors and threw herself into his arms.
“Husband, save me!”
Closing her eyes, her body went limp as she collapsed against him.
Liang Hui caught Yu Yao in his arms and roared at his uncle and aunt,
“Happy now?!”
Then he carried the unconscious Yu Yao straight back to his own room.
Leaving the entire mess behind for Liang Mancang and Zhao Chunhua to clean up.
Feng Xueqing staggered after them, still intending to follow Liang Hui.
Zhao Chunhua grabbed her arm.
“Xueqing, what exactly did you come here for today?”
Only then did Feng Xueqing regain her senses and hurriedly patch together an excuse.
“I heard YaoYao was promised to Liang Hui by her father, so I specially came to check on her. If she wasn’t willing, I was going to take her home.”
Zhao Chunhua: “……”
Did Yu Yao look unwilling?
Curling her lips, she said, “You cared about your sister and came to look after her. Too bad she didn’t appreciate it and even thought you came specifically to steal her jade bracelet.”
At the mention of the bracelet, Feng Xueqing clutched her chest.
Her golden finger…
No matter what, she had to find a way to take it back.
Seeing there was no more entertainment to watch, the gathered neighbors gradually dispersed.
Grandma Liang took one portion of the money from the table and stuffed it into Liang Hong’s hands, quietly instructing her on something.
Liang Hong nodded and left the house.
Seeing this, Zhao Chunhua quickly stuffed the remaining portion into her own pocket.
Turning back to Feng Xueqing, she said,
“Mom will hold onto this for now. When you and Haifeng need money later, just tell me.”
Feng Xueqing was absent-minded, her thoughts nowhere near the money.
All she could think about was waiting for Liang Haifeng to return so he could find a way to steal the bracelet back.
Distracted, she nodded vaguely.
Zhao Chunhua was very satisfied and secretly praised her future daughter-in-law for being filial and sensible.
Unlike that disaster-bringing new wife Laoxi had married.
The moment she thought of Yu Yao, Zhao Chunhua became furious all over again.
Her son’s bride price money was gone, they failed to get the jade bracelet, and they had even become the laughingstock of the neighborhood.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
Unable to swallow this humiliation, Zhao Chunhua started clamoring about splitting the family apart.
Grandma Liang spoke up:
“Once Haifeng returns and everyone in the family is present, if nobody objects, then let’s divide the household.”
Things couldn’t continue like this anyway. Separating the family might at least bring a few peaceful days.
Liang Hui carried Yu Yao back to his room and tossed her onto the bed.
“Ow!”
Yu Yao nearly felt like she’d been thrown apart limb from limb.
Opening her eyes, she huffed softly.
“Husband, why are you so rough?”
“That’s enough. Nobody’s around now.”
Liang Hui’s dark eyes looked at her coolly.
“You don’t need to keep acting anymore.”