After rebirth, I became the villain’s sister-in-law Bai Yueguang

She would not clarify or cover up anything for her, but she would not continue to poke the knife.

It was obvious that Pan Erniang had inner demons, and although the villagers had no idea what the secret was, the rumors were enough to completely drown Pan Erniang.

Perhaps, this was more unbearable for her than killing her directly.

If she could survive it, she might still have a chance to survive.

If she doesn't have inner demons, it will still be a dead end in the end.

After saying that, she secretly tugged on Lao Feng's sleeve, and the three of them quietly withdrew from the crowd.

It was very dark. When Jiang Wancheng left quietly, only Zhao Jingmo, who was standing at the end of the crowd and supporting Mrs. Zhao, noticed him.

Zhao Jingmo nodded to her, and Jiang Wancheng was secretly relieved.

It seemed that Mo'er had no quarrel with her because of this matter.

She smiled and waved to Zhao Jingmo, and the three of them quickly disappeared into the night.

Watching the three of them leading the donkey and horse away quietly, Zhao Jingmo was still amazed in his heart: Cheng'er is really amazing!

How could she, a girl, stand up for herself in this world where men rule and remove all the trivial stigmas on her body one by one to prove her innocence!

At that moment, she seemed to be filled with countless rays of light, which warmed Zhao Jingmo's heart.

It turns out that they women can be so sonorous and powerful, using the softest yet firmest strength to expose the injustices they have suffered in such a simple way...

At this moment, Zhao Jingmo did not have any resentment towards Jiang Wancheng because the Zhao family was involved in this matter. Instead, he seemed to... like her even more!

"Mo'er, what's wrong with you?"

Mrs. Zhao noticed Zhao Jingmo's abnormal mood and asked.

Zhao Jingmo lowered his head and whispered back: "Grandma. Cheng'er and the others have already left."

Mrs. Zhao's eyes followed and turned around, and it was only then that she realized it.

She sighed heavily.

"I'm afraid she won't come back. What a pity. I wanted her to be my granddaughter-in-law before, but now it seems that our brother Lang is really not worthy of her."

Zhao Jingmo also nodded in acquiescence.

Seeing that she had this attitude, Mrs. Zhao suddenly felt a little angry.

"Do you really think so? Although Lang Ge'er is weak-tempered, at least... at least he is kind at heart! As a sister, you actually think he is unworthy?"

Zhao Jingmo immediately looked dumbfounded: "Grandma, Lang Ge'er is good at everything. He is indeed a kind and upright man, but he is not as good as Cheng'er. In this world, he can't protect Cheng'er."

Mrs. Zhao only understood this after watching today's trial.

That girl is indeed extraordinary. She has an unusual temperament and extraordinary courage!

In this world, with her appearance, Lange'er...can't really protect her.

Zhao Jingmo: "Moreover, although the eldest aunt looks soft-tempered, in fact..."

In fact, she will be a difficult mother-in-law to get along with.

Not as good as my own grandma.

Although my mother-in-law is a bit greedy for money, she has a cheerful personality and can't hold back what she says.

Moreover, he is stupid and afraid of getting into trouble, but he is actually very easy to handle.

But the eldest aunt, who seems to have soft ears, is actually stubborn in her heart, but she still believes in favoring her sister, which is really a disaster.

Even if Cheng'er didn't look at anything else, she wouldn't consider Lange'er at all if she saw a future mother-in-law like her eldest aunt.

Not to mention, looking at things like this, Cheng'er probably won't come back to Zhaojiacun.

Therefore, even if Mr. Wen Dalang is no longer alive, this Lang Geer will never have a chance again.

Old Mrs. Zhao murmured again: "This little girl, although she exposed the truth quickly and hatefully, in the end she still left a glimmer of hope for Pan Erniang, so she is not too cruel."

Just as he was talking, Zhao Qinglang squeezed over.

He looked anxious, "Sister, Miss Jiang, she's missing!"

Zhao Jingmo glanced at him coolly.

"Did you just find out? They left long ago!"

Zhao Qinglang was suddenly sweating profusely, looking like he was rushing out to look for it.

"But I, I haven't..."

Zhao Jingmo stopped him: "What are you!? Brother Lang, you are so worthless! Don't you still understand? What happened today, don't say you are still dreaming about it, it's you I will suppress that thought for the rest of my life and never mention it again!"

Zhao Qinglang stepped back heavily, as if he had been hit hard.

Mrs. Zhao grabbed him. After all, she felt sorry for her grandson, so she couldn't help but scold Zhao Jingmo.

"Mo'er, stop talking."

Zhao Jingmo was helpless: "Grandma, are you still asking him to indulge in fantasies and delusions that he shouldn't have? I'm afraid that the eldest aunt hates Cheng'er now. If he shows any thoughts, I'm afraid that the eldest aunt will hate Cheng'er even more. Yes. Cheng'er shouldn't bear this unreasonable hatred!"

Zhao Qinglang heard this: "No! It was indeed my aunt who was wrong about what happened today. How can I still hate Miss Jiang after she has resolved the misunderstanding?"

Zhao Jingmo sneered: "Don't you even know your mother-in-law? Brother Lang, why don't you first take a look at yourself, how useless you really are!"

"When Cheng'er was targeted by your aunt and grandma, did you ever stand up and say a word for her?"

"Stop wishful thinking. Cheng'er doesn't like you!"

After saying these words, Zhao Jingmo stopped talking.

Old Mrs. Zhao couldn't stop her, but she couldn't see her grandson frozen on the spot as if he had suffered a devastating disaster, with a face full of despair and despair.

Old Mrs. Zhao also got angry, stamped her feet and shouted at Zhao Qinglang: "Why don't you quickly take your stupid and embarrassing mother back to me!?"

Jiang Wancheng and the others walked out of Zhaojiacun in the dark before lighting a torch.

Although Wen Erlang had some objections to Jiang Wancheng for not revealing the secret that Qin Zisu wanted to hide even to death, he finally ended this bad lawsuit.

"Sister, we've all left, will they still send them to the government?"

Jiang Wancheng: "I'm afraid not anymore."

After all, the accusers are gone, and the villagers are afraid that they will expose this matter based on the idea that it is better to do less than to do more.

However, if the government doesn't go, the village will probably punish Pan Erniang.

As for how to punish him, Jiang Wancheng couldn't guess.

Mr. Feng snorted coldly: "Cheng'er, you are kind-hearted. If you ask Master to deal with it, you will not kill them, but also rot their tongues, eyes, and ears! How dare a black-hearted couple even think about harming us? Look who I am?"

Jiang Wancheng smiled, "Yes! Master, you are the most powerful!"

The three of them walked in a hurry, and it was impossible to say they were not tired.

However, they haven't slowed down.

After all, it was already getting late, and if we took our time, it would probably be midnight before we got home.

The three people, who were not skilled in martial arts, did not notice at this moment that there was a soft sedan chair and its attendants and bearers following them two miles away.

This person is none other than the big boss of Qingyue Tower, the Marquis of the Meng family in Beijing, Meng Xingzhi.

"Third Master, do you want to catch up?"

Wu Jing looked at the distance that was not far away and asked in a low voice.

Meng Xingzhi: "No need. Just follow. Don't disturb her."