Transmigration: I, the Dragon Overlord, start by protecting my beautiful bride!

"You, surnamed Shen, remember this: if it were before, I might have been a little afraid of you. But these days, your Shen family has long lost its former prestige!" Sister Wang, one hand on her hip, pointed at Shen Juanxin and cursed, "Your father is an corrupt official, greedy and lawless, and he treats human life like dirt! It's only right that your whole family was investigated and their property confiscated!"

"Alright, alright, can you say less..." The timid middle-aged man on the side couldn't stand it anymore and reached out to pull his wife's arm, signaling her to say less.

"You get out of here too!" Sister Wang immediately turned her anger towards her husband: "I haven't even said anything to you yet! You lecherous slut who can't resist a vixen! So that's why you suddenly started making me clothes, you were using that as an excuse to seduce some vixen!"

"You... Hey, what nonsense are you spouting!" The man was quite helpless, but unfortunately, given his size, he was probably no match for the fierce Sister Wang.

"Sister Wang, I just want to ask you one question." Shen Juanxin's beautiful eyes were filled with tears. She often suffered such unwarranted insults.

It wasn't just because her family had fallen on hard times, but also because those men deliberately got close to her.

Although she was beautiful, she never did anything out of line. Even when she made clothes to make a living, she would deliberately keep her distance to avoid misunderstandings and gossip.

Even though they were both women, she simply couldn't understand why they were pressuring her so relentlessly...

"You say I'm seducing someone, do you have any evidence?" Although Shen Juanxin was angry and aggrieved, she was, after all, a lady from a high-class family, and she would never act like a common woman like Sister Wang, throwing a tantrum without reason.

"I worked hard to make this dress. I don't care if you don't like it or think it's made by me, but why are you tearing it up?"

"Why should I tear your clothes?" Sister Wang scoffed. "I'm not only going to tear your clothes, I'm going to slap you too!"

Sister Wang's face contorted in rage, and she raised her arm and slapped Shen Juanxin hard across the face. A clear red mark quickly appeared on her face.

Shen Juanxin stood there stunned for a moment. She had never suffered such humiliation in her entire life...

"Enough, stop making a scene!" The middle-aged man was furious. He and Shen Juanxin had nothing between them. Although he asked her to make clothes so that he could spend more time with her, her tailoring and garment-making skills were undeniable!

Now, if someone comes knocking on your door out of nowhere and makes things awkward for you, even if there's nothing wrong, it'll seem like there is!

"What, you feel sorry for me hitting her?" Sister Wang persisted, taking a step forward, grabbing her husband's collar, shaking him repeatedly, and finally shoving him away. She then took a step towards Shen Juanxin and threatened, "You vixen, I'm warning you, stay away from me on the street, or I'll beat you every time I see you!"

Large tears slid down her burning cheeks. Shen Juanxin had never felt life so boring. How could she, a young lady who had been well-versed in poetry and literature since childhood, be a match for Sister Wang, who had grown up in the streets, was shrewish, and had a big, strong build?

Seeing that she seemed about to hit her again, she was so frightened that she stumbled and fell backward...

"Lord Shen... Lord Shen, you were at home all along..."

"What? Just because I'm not home, you think you can bully my wife like this?"

Shen Juanxin leaned against Long Aotian's chest, only to hear the person behind her whisper:

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

With just one sentence, Shen Juanxin turned around, buried her face in Long Aotian's chest, and began to sob softly.

Long Aotian thought to himself, "My precious wife has been bullied to tears by you guys?"

You're dead!

You stinking bitch!

"Who bullied my wife?" Long Aotian asked loudly.

"No, I didn't bully her..." The middle-aged man had barely finished answering when his woman, standing beside him, puffed out her chest and retorted, oblivious to the danger, "So what if I bullied her! She seduced my man, I..."

"Slap!" A loud slap across the face.

It has to be said that Sister Wang's skin and flesh are really thick. She should be fine after that slap, but Long Aotian's hand was in a lot of pain!

What a thick piece of pigskin!

"You surnamed Shen, what right do you have to hit me?!" Sister Wang was furious and was about to start throwing a tantrum.

"Slap!" Another slap.

Long Aotian said calmly, "Just because you insulted my wife and disrespected me, Chief Inspector, I'll slap you. So what?"

Sister Wang covered her face, utterly ignorant yet fearless, and pointed at Long Aotian, saying, "Do you know who I am? Don't you know? I'm the daughter of Butcher Wang from the West Market!"

"Slap." As expected, another slap.

Long Aotian said succinctly: "Apologize to my wife."

Just as Sister Wang was about to lash out, she heard Long Aotian say in a stern voice, "I am a seventh-rank official of the Heavenly Dynasty. How dare you touch me? Just for the fact that you just insulted my wife, I can throw you into the Black Prison!"

"What, you don't believe me? Want to try?" Long Aotian twirled his fingertips with a playful expression.

As a modern person, he has seen plenty of people abuse their power, not to mention anything else. Now that he is in official robes, wouldn't he follow suit?

"I..." Sister Wang looked at her husband beside her and immediately grabbed his hand, "Husband...look at him, he's bullying her!"

The middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back, sighing repeatedly, unmoved...

Seeing her husband so useless, Sister Wang's eyes darted around, and she plopped down on the ground, wailing, "Oh dear, my life is so miserable! Everyone come and see, please give me justice!"

"This vixen seduced my man, and I only scolded her a few times. Lord Shen then threatened to throw me into the dark prison. Heavens, is there no justice? Is there no law? Are they just going to let this couple, a den of snakes and rats, bully this poor woman like me?!"

When she shouts, it's impossible for anyone within a hundred meters not to hear her!

Soon, the surrounding neighbors and roadside vendors all stopped to watch.

"Wife, you go inside first, leave the rest to me." Long Aotian didn't want Shen Juanxin to be pointed at and gossiped about in such a situation, so he simply let her hide inside the house first.

Seeing this, Sister Wang became even more agitated, saying, "I have an eighty-year-old father to support and a three-year-old child to raise. If no one stands up for me, I, Sister Wang, would rather die!"

The audience:

"How is this going?"

"I don't know, they say it was Mrs. Shen who seduced her husband..."

"This...that shouldn't be the case. Wang Dayong makes a living by slaughtering pigs, how could Madam Shen seduce him?"

"Hey, you can only know a person's face, not their heart. Who knows, maybe Shen Juanxin is a slut?" In the distance, someone was laughing and whispering. "Who knows? As long as you're willing to pay, she might even take a liking to us..."

As the saying goes, street thugs are the hardest to deal with.

Especially for well-educated young ladies like Shen Juanxin, they would definitely suffer if they encountered such a person!