Quick Transmigration: The Green Tea Mistress's Guide to Seduction - A Master's Handbook

Even before Xie Qingyu had made any deductions, some people were already getting restless.

Feng Qingqing was quite surprised to learn that Xie Qingyu and Zhou Shendong hadn't made a scene over this matter.

Xie Qingyu could not tolerate such a thing. She was weak and lacked her own opinions, but because she had a stepmother, she could not tolerate her man having affairs outside the home.

Once these things are involved, she easily gets stuck on them.

Logically speaking, this should have caused a scene.

Feng Qingqing harbored resentment.

It's a pity that her relationship with Xie Qingyu isn't good right now, so she can't whisper a few words in her ear, otherwise she'll definitely make a scene.

Zhou Shendong is not a good-tempered person either. He only married her because he wanted to take responsibility for her, so he will definitely take action against her.

Xie Qingyu's health is not good.

I don't know how long she lived in her past life; it seems she was scared to death very early.

She married into another production team in her previous life, so she doesn't know much about it.

But I think it's probably going to be like this.

It's best to go early.

That's when she'll have her chance.

As she was thinking this, she saw the drunken leper return.

Seeing his state, she instinctively shrank back.

However, Lai Zi seemed to be in a good mood after coming back drunk today. He didn't do anything to Feng Qingqing, but instead lay down on the bed and fell fast asleep.

If he could still manage to get home after drinking like that, I wonder how much he would have to drink before he fell into the river and drowned.

Seeing that he was sleeping, Feng Qingqing reached out and touched the money on his body.

Lai Zi didn't work, so naturally he didn't have much money. What he had was just money he had obtained through petty theft.

However, Feng Qingqing didn't care about any of that. She took whatever she had, leaving only a little bit for him to keep on his person.

Anyway, he would drink whenever he had a little money, or he would give it to some widow somewhere. Feng Qingqing took it without feeling guilty at all.

She kept these because they were useful; otherwise, the scoundrel would only give her a little money at the beginning, and then stop.

Even when it came to distributing grain this year, she had to coax the workers and grain coupons she received to her out of kindness, otherwise the scoundrel would have squandered it all.

If we wait until Xie Qingyu is gone, the leper will be gone too...

Widowers and widows should be easy to match up.

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"You guys were talking..." Feng Qingqing's voice carried a hint of embarrassment.

This was the first time Xie Qingyu had ever seen her like this.

She had a basket slung over her arm, the contents of which were unclear, and she looked somewhat timid, completely different from her usual self.

When Xie Qingyu first arrived, she was here to take Xie Qingyu back to the educated youth settlement. At that time, she seemed to have a very fiery temper, as if she insisted that Zhou Shendong let Xie Qingyu leave.

Looking at him now, he seems quite pitiful; he's huddled up and doesn't look well at all.

Xie Qingyu was talking to Wang Zhiqing, who lived nearby, in the courtyard when she came in and interrupted them.

"What's going on?" Wang, the educated youth, was unaware of the sordid affair between Xie Qingyu and Feng Qingqing. He thought their relationship was alright, just like it was back in the educated youth settlement.

So when she saw Feng Qingqing arrive, she subconsciously assumed that Feng Qingqing had come to see Xie Qingyu for something, and a gossipy look appeared on her face.

After all, neither of them married well, but Xie Qingyu seems to be doing much better than Feng Qingqing.

The fact that Feng Qingqing came here carrying things clearly indicates that she has something to ask of her.

She was eager to hear it.

Feng Qingqing looked at Wang Zhiqing with some difficulty, as if what she was about to say was not suitable for outsiders to hear.