Reborn as a Weak Beauty Pampered by All

Chapter 1285: Chapter 1203: Severing Ties

I don’t believe it, Brother Xingsheng, I don’t believe it, I don’t believe you’d just watch me die, Brother Xingsheng..." Cui Shuicao was bawling, and suddenly she threw herself at Meng Xingsheng. Halfway there, she gritted her teeth and yanked open the buttons on her blouse.

Meng Xingsheng froze, having no idea what the hell Cui Shuicao was trying to pull.

Seeing Cui Shuicao about to fling herself right in front of Meng Xingsheng while he still stood there without reacting, just then Meng Xingwang’s wife Niu Weizhen came out of the main room. Her eyes narrowed,

and she lunged at Cui Shuicao with the fastest speed of her life. The next moment, she had Cui Shuicao pinned to the ground, clawing and scratching at her, cursing nonstop:

"You bitch! In broad daylight you wanna use this cheap filthy trick to harm my second brother-in-law, force him to marry you, you poisonous shrew. I’ll beat you to death, you shameless stinking thing. You think everyone in my family is dead or what?!"

Cui Shuicao howled in pain under Niu Weizhen’s beating.

"Are you stupid or what?" Wang Guilan came out and started smacking Meng Xingsheng. "Didn’t you see that poisonous bitch scheming against you, or did a donkey kick your brains out?"

Meng Xingsheng finally came back to his senses, his face turning extremely ugly, and at the same time he was deeply grateful to his sister‑in‑law Niu Weizhen.

If she hadn’t shoved Cui Shuicao away, with just one line of "he molested me," the other side could’ve forced him to marry her into the house.

Just thinking about it made Meng Xingsheng feel like he’d swallowed a fly.

"Eldest brother’s wife, that’s enough, stop hitting her. You go look after the kids, I’ll drag this poisonous shrew back to her house so everyone can see what kind of thing she really is!"

As Wang Guilan spoke, she yanked Cui Shuicao up from the ground. Ignoring her struggles, she dragged her out the gate and all the way toward the Cui Family.

There was quite a crowd enjoying the show. Cui Shuicao’s face was blank; she knew that from today on, the gossip about her would only get worse, and her reputation would stink even more.

...

Coming back from the Cui Family, as soon as Wang Guilan stepped into the main room, she shot a nasty glare at Meng Xingsheng. She plopped down on the stool nearby, face dark, and said:

"Third brother, I’m spelling it out for you today. If you dare keep falling into that poisonous shrew from the Cui Family’s hands, don’t blame me for kicking you out and cutting you off for good as my son!

These past years our days only got better because your Luo Family big brother pulled us up back then. If you’re hell‑bent on ruining this family, then hurry up and get the hell out!"

"I won’t. I’ll never have anything to do with her again. Even if I stay a bachelor my whole life, I won’t have any ties to her!"

Meng Xingsheng spoke very seriously. Hearing this, Wang Guilan said, "Then use your damn head and stay sharp. Don’t you let that piece of trash latch onto you with some filthy trick, or I swear I’ll let the cops drag your ass away!"

"Pah! Screw your ’misunderstanding.’ A vicious, shameless woman like you, my third son can’t afford you. Hurry up and crawl back to your own house. Your old man and your brothers are probably still waiting for you to cook and stuff food into their mouths!"

Cui Shuicao’s mother got arrested back then and still hasn’t finished her sentence. After all, that woman directly took part in her brothers’ scheme of trafficking women and children.

She was given fifteen years of reform through labor back then.

If she wants her freedom back, she’ll just have to rot it out slowly.

"Auntie, just take it as me begging you, will you?" Cui Shuicao almost hated Wang Guilan to death. If she could, she’d strangle Wang Guilan on the spot, so no one could stand in the way of her marrying Meng Xingsheng.

It had been several months since she came back to the village. Without even asking around, just from Mr. Cui’s mouth she learned that the Meng Family had made it in the past few years. Not only did they have a worker, they also had two men who’d become officers in the army and a college student. The whole family was living better than almost anyone else in the village.

So, in secret, Cui Shuicao swore that no matter what, she had to get back together with Meng Xingsheng. But never mind talking to her—whenever Meng Xingsheng caught sight of her from far away, he’d immediately turn and walk the other way, like she was some kind of stink bug and just touching her would make him stink too.

It was enough to make a person die from rage!

Seeing that Cui Shuicao stayed on her knees and wouldn’t get up, Wang Guilan grabbed the broom by the wall and walked over. "You shameless, vicious thing, my third son would rather be a bachelor for life than marry a poisonous shrew like you! Are you rolling or not? If you’re not, don’t blame me for sweeping you out of here with this broom!"

"Auntie, I’ll kowtow to you!"

Cui Shuicao banged her head on the ground three times, each one loud and clear, and cried, "If I can’t be with Brother Xingsheng, my dad is going to listen to Jiabao and marry me off to that Lame Wang from the neighboring brigade. Auntie, I’m begging you, please have a little mercy..."

"Who the hell are you mourning for? I’m alive and well..." Spit flew from Wang Guilan’s mouth as she raised the broom, about to bring it down on Cui Shuicao.

Just then, Meng Xingsheng’s voice came from the main room: "Ma, go eat. I’ll talk to her."

After he persuaded Wang Guilan back into the main room and put the broom back where it belonged, Meng Xingsheng looked at Cui Shuicao with a blank face. "Go. You and I are long divorced. If you still want a shred of dignity, stop coming to me, and stop making a scene at my door."

"Brother Xingsheng... are you really going to watch me marry Lame Wang?"

Cui Shuicao was sobbing so hard she could barely talk. With a face full of misery, she met Meng Xingsheng’s unreadable gaze. "My dad is forcing me to my death! Brother Xingsheng, if you don’t marry me, the next thing you see will definitely be my corpse!"

"If you’re sick of living and want to die, that’s your business. It has nothing to do with me."

Meng Xingsheng’s voice was utterly flat.

Thinking back, he’d been played so hard by this woman—first cutting ties with his own family, then trying to snatch his nephew and niece to sell them for a good price.

One wrong step led to another, and it all started with Cui Shuicao stringing him along with sweet talk, egging him on, until... until he got sent off to labor reform for several years.

Meanwhile, his brothers, with the Luo Family big brother’s help, had all made something of themselves. Only him... only him, because of a woman, had become the butt of the village’s after‑dinner gossip.

There was quite a crowd enjoying the show. Cui Shuicao’s face was blank; she knew that from today on, the gossip about her would only get worse, and her reputation would stink even more.

...

Coming back from the Cui Family, as soon as Wang Guilan stepped into the main room, she shot a nasty glare at Meng Xingsheng. She plopped down on the stool nearby, face dark, and said:

"Third brother, I’m spelling it out for you today. If you dare keep falling into that poisonous shrew from the Cui Family’s hands, don’t blame me for kicking you out and cutting you off for good as my son!

These past years our days only got better because your Luo Family big brother pulled us up back then. If you’re hell‑bent on ruining this family, then hurry up and get the hell out!"

"I won’t. I’ll never have anything to do with her again. Even if I stay a bachelor my whole life, I won’t have any ties to her!"

Meng Xingsheng spoke very seriously. Hearing this, Wang Guilan said, "Then use your damn head and stay sharp. Don’t you let that piece of trash latch onto you with some filthy trick, or I swear I’ll let the cops drag your ass away!"

After dinner, the topic of conversation had become the family’s burden—the useless piece of trash that even he himself despised.