CHAPTER 86: CHAPTER 86: THE FACE-SLAPPING TIME-TRAVELING FARMING GIRL 23

Zhao Sanya’s cheeks flushed with shame at Anning’s words.

If Anning hadn’t mentioned it, she wouldn’t have thought of these things.

But now that Anning had pointed them out, Zhao Sanya realized she had done something wrong.

Even if Qi Wenwei had lost his memory before and knew nothing, after his memory was restored, Zhao Sanya should have asked if he had a fiancée at home, or if he was married.

After all, people in ancient times married early, some even married at the age of twelve or thirteen. For a young master like Qi Wenwei, even if he wasn’t married, his family might have arranged a marriage for him.

Zhao Sanya, however, was solely focused on climbing the social ladder to escape the poverty and inconvenience of rural life, and she followed him without asking any questions, out of sheer eagerness.

It was only after traveling to ancient times that Zhao Sanya realized how vast the gap between social classes was and how difficult it was for someone from the lower echelons of society to climb up.

This was not some romance novel where a village girl easily encounters a prince or a princely heir.

Zhao Sanya had been transmigrated for several years, and forget meeting a prince or princely heir, she barely even encountered a rich young master.

Qi Wenwei was the highest-status and best-looking man she had met; she had to hold onto him tightly because she was afraid that if she missed this chance, she would end up marrying men from the village with various vices.

Zhao Sanya didn’t dare to look at Anning.

But she did not regret her actions.

She knew clearly in her heart that even if she knew Qi Wenwei was betrothed, she would still find a way to come between them, no matter what, she had to marry into the Qi Family.

How could Anning not see through Zhao Sanya’s thoughts?

She sneered, "What’s the matter? Can’t think of anything to say?"

Seeing Anning target Zhao Sanya like this, Qi Wenwei immediately stood up for her: "Mother, Rong’er is committed to me. I had just regained my memory at the time, how could she eagerly ask that? When I wanted to return, I was penniless, and it was Rong’er who gave me the money she had painstakingly saved over the years, enabling me to come back. How can you treat Rong’er like this?"

Anning raised an eyebrow, ignoring Mrs. Hao who was glaring at Qi Wenwei beside her: "She has done you a favor, haven’t I rewarded her with gifts? What else do you want me to do? Do you expect me to kneel and bow to her to express my gratitude?"

Her words frightened Qi Wenwei.

He quickly bowed his head: "I dare not."

"Since you dare not, please ask Miss Zhao to take her things and leave immediately."

In Anning’s plan, she actually wanted Zhao Sanya and Qi Wenwei to be together. However, she now had to show her complete opposition.

Zhao Sanya lowered her head, took her things, and turned to leave.

Qi Wenwei panicked, grabbing Zhao Sanya and turning back to glare at Anning: "Mother, I like Rong’er and want to be with her no matter what. I want to cancel the marriage arrangement with the Gu Family. Rong’er, I will cancel the marriage arrangement, I want to be with you and marry you properly. I won’t let you suffer any grievances."

Seeing Qi Wenwei confronting Anning like this, Zhao Sanya felt quite elated.

At the same time, she was also moved.

Her thoughts were hidden, but Anning saw everything clearly.

Anning sighed deeply and sat down weakly on the chair: "Forget it, take Miss Zhao away first. We will wait for the master to come back to discuss this matter."

After Qi Wenwei and Zhao Sanya had left, Anning started laughing, even cursing while laughing: "What a joke."

Anning used to read novels, and she had also read plots about the male lead losing his memory. At that time, Anning thought that the moral principles of the male and female leads were too shallow.

Neither of them, before or after the memory loss, had any scruples about being together.

The male protagonist has amnesia, but he hasn’t become stupid. His intelligence should still be there. So why doesn’t he wonder whether there might be a wife waiting at home, or even children? How could he start a relationship with the female protagonist without even a bit of concern?

And the female protagonist, she doesn’t think or ask about it either?

Has she never considered what it would be like if the male protagonist regains his memory and remembers he has a wife at home?

What would she do then?

When reading these stories, Anning always despised the protagonists in them. She felt that, though the male and female leads seem upright or innocently kind on the surface, they are actually selfish and mean-spirited at heart.

Now that such a plot is truly unfolding before her, Anning can only laugh at the lack of principles shown by Qi Wenwei and Zhao Sanya.

After laughing, Anning starts to get busy.

She needs to make the most of her time to get things right, to pick out every thread she had laid out earlier.

Maybe soon, she will make Qi Wenwei and Zhao Sanya, along with Qi Rui, live in torment, to be trapped in hell, never to find release.

Qi Wenwei is pretty shrewd at this moment.

He finds Qi Rui before Anning does.

Upon seeing Qi Rui, Qi Wenwei immediately kneels down: "I hope father is well."

Qi Rui affectionately helps Qi Wenwei up.

He feels particularly distressed for his son who has suffered.

Regardless, Qi Wenwei was born with Qi Rui’s expectations, the son he poured his most effort into and his favorite. Qi Wenwei’s disappearance truly saddened Qi Rui, and now that his son has returned, he is genuinely pleased: "My son has suffered."

Qi Wenwei shook his head: "I haven’t suffered much; Rong’er took very good care of me."

Qi Rui had probably heard about the village girl who saved Qi Wenwei. He smiled, "Since she is your savior, we naturally must repay her well. I will have someone inquire about what the Zhao Family needs. Give them a sum of money, and promote her brother too as a way of expressing our thanks."

As soon as Qi Wenwei hears this, he becomes anxious and kneels down again with a thud: "Father, I like Rong’er and wish to marry her."

"What?"

Qi Rui was startled by Qi Wenwei’s words and couldn’t help but size him up and down, left and right, to see if he had lost his mind.

Qi Wenwei continues on his own: "I want to be together with the person I love, not to become a resentful couple like mother and father. Father... you have loved my mother too. You should understand my feelings for Rong’er. I only have her in my heart. Forcing me to be with another woman will only breed resentment, and none of us will be happy."

Could this child be really foolish now?

Qi Rui couldn’t help thinking.

While talking, Qi Wenwei knocks his head on the ground until it swells red: "Father, I implore you, please..."

Watching Qi Wenwei become this way over a village girl, Qi Rui feels both angry and heartbroken.

He really doesn’t know what to do.

"Enough, stand up. We’ll discuss this matter later."

But Qi Wenwei didn’t want to leave it at that: "Father, when I was with the Zhao’s, Rong’er and I went through the wedding ceremony with many people as witnesses. Now that I am well, I can’t abandon my wife through thick and thin. I beg for your blessing."

"You... what are you saying?"

This time, Qi Rui is truly enraged, and he points at Qi Wenwei: "How can you be so muddled, what did you expect me to..."

Qi Wenwei speaks softly: "At that time, I had lost my memory, I didn’t know anything."

Qi Rui feels weak all over, a sense that all his calculations and efforts over the years have gone down the drain.