End of the World Crisis, My Husband is from Ancient Times

The air in Teng Mansion seemed to be frozen, so oppressive that it made people breathless.

Over the past few days, Butler Li has been lobbying throughout the family, portraying Fan Mengmeng as a seductive witch and Teng Junze as a prodigal son who was blinded by beauty.

Many members of the tribe were originally skeptical about trading with modern people, and now, after believing the slander of Butler Li, they are even more hostile towards Teng Junze and Fan Mengmeng.

The courtyard, which was once bustling with activity, is now deserted.

Occasionally, a few maids passed by, but they only dared to bow from a distance and then hurried away, for fear of being involved in this family dispute.

Even the aunts who were usually on good terms with Fan Mengmeng began to keep their distance from her, and their words were full of temptation and alienation.

"Mengmeng, this tea... I'm afraid it's not to your taste?" An aunt said, holding a teacup, with a barely perceptible hint of sarcasm in her tone.

Fan Mengmeng forced a smile and said, "No, I'm fine." She knew in her heart that all these changes were caused by Butler Li fanning the flames behind the scenes.

It was late at night and everyone was asleep, but the lights in Teng Junze's study were still bright.

He rubbed his brows and sighed tiredly.

Since cooperating with Fan Mengmeng, the resistance within the family has never stopped.

"Junze, they..." Fan Mengmeng hesitated to speak. She didn't want to add pressure to Teng Junze.

Teng Junze held her hand and gave her a reassuring look. "Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

However, things turned out to be far more complicated than they imagined.

The next day, several elders of the clan jointly wrote a letter, requesting Teng Junze to stop cooperating with Fan Mengmeng and take back the materials that had been exchanged.

Teng Junze looked at the letter in his hand, his face darkening. He threw the letter on the table and said coldly, "They are trying to force me!"

Fan Mengmeng's heart sank. She knew this crisis was more serious than any previous one.

"Junze, we..."

"I want to see what they can do to me!" A hint of determination flashed in Teng Junze's eyes, and he stood up and strode towards the door.

Fan Mengmeng looked at his back, her heart filled with worry.

She knew that Teng Junze was about to face a storm.

Steward Li stood in the courtyard, watching Teng Junze approach, a sinister smile playing on his lips. "Young Master, the elders invite you over."

Teng Junze took Fan Mengmeng and walked straight to the family meeting room.

Inside the hall, several clan elders sat upright with solemn expressions, and the atmosphere was so solemn that it was suffocating.

Butler Li stood aside with a smug smile on his face.

"Junze, you're here." The elder spoke slowly, his voice filled with unquestionable authority. "You collaborated with that woman of unknown origin and disregarded the interests of the family. Do you know your mistake?"

Teng Junze met the elder's gaze fearlessly, "What have I done wrong? My collaboration with Miss Fan has brought huge profits to the family. Don't you all see that?"

Butler Li immediately stood up to refute, "Master, those are just unorthodox methods, how can they last long? Besides, her background is unknown, who knows if she has ulterior motives!"

Teng Junze sneered, "Unknown origin? Butler Li, have you investigated her? Or are you just jumping to conclusions based on assumptions?" He turned to look at Fan Mengmeng, "Mengmeng, take out the things."

Fan Mengmeng was well prepared. She showed the sorted account books and charts to the elders one by one.

"Elders, this is a detailed account of all transactions and profits we've made since we began our cooperation. Initially, the materials we exchanged weren't much, but as we shared what we had, the profits gradually increased, and everyone's lives improved. We brought in new grain seeds, which increased yields per mu; we brought in advanced medical supplies, which reduced the risk of disease..."

The elders looked at the numbers in the account book, and their originally firm expressions began to waver.

Fan Mengmeng continued, "Dear elders, I come from a place called 'modern', where technology is advanced and business is prosperous. I want to bring some advanced ideas here to help my family grow and develop..." She explained the operating model of modern business in an easy-to-understand manner and analyzed the development trends of the market.

Some elders began to whisper to each other.

Butler Li's expression became increasingly ugly. He didn't expect Fan Mengmeng to be so sharp-tongued.

He was about to open his mouth to refute, but was stopped by a sharp look from Teng Junze.

Teng Junze held Fan Mengmeng's hand tightly and gave her an encouraging look.

Fan Mengmeng took a deep breath and continued talking.

The afterglow of the setting sun poured into the meeting room through the window, illuminating her confident face.

An elder who had originally opposed the idea pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you have any evidence for what you say?" Fan Mengmeng smiled slightly, "Of course..."

Fan Mengmeng smiled confidently, took out a small projector from the cloth bag she carried with her, and connected it to the tablet computer that had been prepared long ago.

In the ancient meeting hall, a light screen suddenly appeared, showing the prosperous scene of a modern city, with tall buildings and busy traffic, which stunned everyone.

She also showed some technical information on modern agriculture and medicine, and explained in simple and easy-to-understand language how these technologies could improve their lives.

Butler Li's face turned pale. He pointed at the light curtain and said in a trembling voice, "Witchcraft! This is witchcraft!"

Teng Junze glanced at him coldly, "Butler Li, you are so short-sighted." He turned to the elders and said firmly, "My dear elders, facts speak louder than words. Mengmeng's words are true. She brings opportunities and the future!"

During this process, Teng Junze held Fan Mengmeng's hand tightly to give her strength.

Fan Mengmeng felt the warmth coming from her palms and was deeply moved.

She stood firmly beside Teng Junze, and the two smiled at each other. Everything was said without words. Their feelings became even deeper as they worked together.

The elders looked at the shocking images on the screen and listened to Fan Mengmeng's explanation. In the end, most people were convinced.

They began to discuss how to better utilize these advanced technologies and how to cooperate with Fan Mengmeng to achieve prosperity for the family.

Butler Li was isolated and helpless, and his opposition seemed insignificant.

The material exchange program continued to move forward, even on a larger scale and with richer content.

Fan Mengmeng and Teng Junze walked out of the conference room. The setting sun stretched their shadows very long.

Fan Mengmeng breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally solved." Teng Junze smiled gently, "Thanks to you." He gently brushed away the loose hair on Fan Mengmeng's forehead, his eyes full of love.

However, just when they thought everything was going well, Fan Mengmeng suddenly received news from modern times.

Her face changed, and she hurriedly turned on her phone. The screen showed surveillance footage—in the apocalypse, strange shadows appeared around the safe area she had carefully chosen for stockpiling goods, like some unknown creature approaching... Fan Mengmeng's heart sank, "Jun Ze, I..."