My scumbag sister stole my husband? I'm a scumbag and married my cowardly brother-in-law

Wen Wan's back stiffened. This was the voice she had heard countless times in her previous life.

Angry, arrogant, flattering, contemptuous...

What needs to be faced must be faced. Wen Wan doesn't want to live with post-traumatic stress disorder anymore since she has lived a new life.

Wen Wan came out of the house, opened the bamboo fence door of the courtyard and stood in front of the two people.

Lu Yiming was stunned when he saw the visitor glance at his face indifferently.

Wen Wan always behaved timidly and even a little fawning in front of him, or she would shyly lower her head and dare not look at him. Now, she looked so upright and generous, which made Lu Yiming feel an inexplicable feeling of depression.

Lu Yiming frowned in annoyance and said, "I didn't promise you anything, and a marriage without love is immoral.

I don't want to marry you because I don't like you. It has nothing to do with your sister. If you have any anger, you can come to me, don't hurt your sister."

Hearing what he said, Wen Wan felt a little dazed, as if she didn't recognize the person in front of her.

Love? Like?

Is he, Lu Yiming, worthy of it?

Wen Wan clenched her hands at her side, and tried to suppress the nausea that was surging in her chest, and said calmly, "What a coincidence, I also think that a marriage without love is immoral, and I don't like you either.

I was nice to you before only because I felt sorry for you. After all, many of the educated youth in the village had returned to the city, leaving you alone here.

Don't feel so good about yourself that you create the illusion that everyone likes you."

Having lived together for decades in their previous life, Wen Wan knew too well what to say to touch his heart the most.

"Wan Wan, it's not nice to say that just because you can't get Brother Yiming's love!" Wen Ya defended, "Brother Yiming is well-educated, talented, handsome and well-educated. Such an excellent person doesn't need anyone's pity.

No one is a fool. If Brother Yiming was not good or excellent, why did you keep surrounding him and couldn't drive him away?

You can't say anything unpleasant just because Brother Yiming is a gentleman and can't say anything unpleasant."

One has to admit that Wen Ya is of a certain level. At least she has a firm grasp of Lu Yiming's face, which is more important than anything else. Every word she says is flattering him, and every word is what he likes to hear.

No wonder she could capture Lu Yiming's heart in such a short time.

It's just that these two guys show their affection, but how can they use her as a tool to enhance their relationship?

Wen Wan smiled and said, "No one is perfect. Who hasn't stepped on a few piles of dog shit when they go out? It was my fault for following you around before. I will change.

But it is true that I pity you. If you do not feel that you are pitiful, then please return all the help I have given you before."

Lu Yiming was stunned for half a minute, staring at the girl in front of him who was both familiar and unfamiliar.

It seems that she has changed a lot and yet she seems to have not changed at all. She is beautiful, but her beauty is a bit dull and lacks exciting interest.

She is still beautiful now, but her beauty has a more relaxed and unhurried feeling, which comes from having seen a lot of mountains and rivers. Even her contemptuous smile is very attractive.

Lu Yiming's throat was dry for a moment, and he moved subconsciously, "Relationships are all voluntary, I don't owe you anything."

She said it with a clear conscience. Wen Wan pursed her lips and sneered, "I lent you the food coupons and cloth coupons, and I have money, but it has nothing to do with love."

Lu Yiming clenched his fist in anger, veins popping out of his forehead, "Wen Wan, don't go too far."

Wen Ya said, "What nonsense are you talking about here? Where did you get the food coupons and cloth coupons to lend to Brother Yiming?"

Knowing that this would happen, Wen Wan calmly went back into the house, took out a handwritten IOU from her notebook, and spread it out in front of the two of them.

Fifty kilograms of coarse grains, five feet of cloth, and five dollars.

When Wen Ya got up early and worked late to make money by roasting tea, Wen Wan was there too. Wen Ya saved every penny she earned, but she used it all to support Lu Yiming.

Lu Yiming is a typical person who wants both substance and face. After taking her things, he was afraid that people would say he was a gigolo and dependent on women, so he got angry and wrote an IOU to Wen Wan.

"Did you steal from home?" Wen Ya tried to snatch it, but was let go. "I'm going to tell my parents."

"Dad, Mom..." Wen Wan called out twice without fear, but was interrupted by Lu Yiming after just two calls.

"That's enough. I'll pay it back."

"Now."

"..."

"dad……"

"I still."

Lu Yiming was so ashamed of this person that he was so angry that he took out some money from his shirt pocket with trembling hands, counted out some and stuffed it into Wen Wan's hand.

Before Wen Wan could count the number, she got on her bicycle and left. When she got on the bike, she glared at Wen Ya, implying that she was always causing trouble instead of being able to accomplish anything.

Wen Ya was startled by the glare. She pondered over what he had just said twice before realizing how stupid it was to threaten to tell her parents.

If he really called his parents over, knowing that Lu Yiming had fallen to the point where he had to rely on the little girl to steal things from home to subsidize him, how would he put his face?

Careless.

It’s all that bitch Wen Wan’s fault.

Now that everyone had left, Wen Ya no longer needed to pretend. She looked at Wen Wan fiercely and threatened, "Give me back my things, or I'll tell my parents that you stole things from our house."

"Aren't all the things returned? At most I was just borrowing them, how could that be stealing?" Wen Wan looked over innocently, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Seeing that she couldn't convince him, Wen Ya started to grab it, "Give it to me!"

He just forgot that he had injured one of his hands, and the fighting power of one hand was obviously not enough. Before he could touch the money, Wen Wan twisted his arm and counterattacked him.

"You bitch," Wen Ya cursed through gritting her teeth.

"You curse at me when you can't get something. How can you be like that, sister?"

Wen Wan spoke softly, but her hands were very strong and she couldn't get free no matter what she did. Wen Ya was so angry that she cursed again.

"The food coupons, cloth coupons and money in your hand are for me and Brother Yiming to use for our wedding. Please give them back to me."

It was precisely because he knew that Wen Wan wanted it that Lu Yiming had no money to buy cigarettes and candies for the wedding day in his previous life, so he begged for food coupons and money from everyone.

Lu Yiming wanted to save face, so he never lent money. When he lent money, he said it was for her, which made everyone praise his deep affection for Wen Wan.

But when it came to buying cloth, Lu Yiming picked the best one, saying he wanted to save her face. The remaining cloth was only enough to buy her two pieces of cloth, which she scraped together to make her a new dress.

Later, she had to pay back the borrowed money and notes with the income from selling eggs.

"You and Lu Yiming's marriage is your business. It has nothing to do with me. It's reasonable for me to get my things back."

"You bitch," Wen Ya continued to curse, "Lu Yiming doesn't like you, so you go crazy and take it out on me. Let me go, or I'll tear your face apart."

"Sis, you said you were going to tear my face apart, how can I dare to let you go?"

It was indeed a bit tiring to hold her struggling arm like a chicken. Wen Wan didn't want to make herself suffer so she let go.

"Wen Ya, I'm warning you, what happens between you and Lu Yiming is your business, just don't disgust me in front of me.

Don’t you have any idea how you injured your hand?

I don't want to see a second time where you slander me and bully you in order to win Lu Yiming's favor.

Don't use the statement that Lu Yiming despises me but likes you to force yourself to feel superior. It makes me sick."