Yang Fan’s intestines were twisted with regret. If he had known Li Meili would act like this, he never would have let her return to her maiden home! He remembered how Li Xiu had once stood alone in Xiaoshan Town, like a god of war descended to earth, sending hundreds of bandits fleeing in terror.
Yang Fan had long worshipped Li Xiu and dreamed of finding a way to get close to him. When he heard that his wife, Li Meili, was from the same village as Li Xiu, he felt as if a giant pie had fallen from the sky—it was the perfect opportunity granted by the heavens. He had been calculating that by using his connection to Li Meili, he could build a rapport with Li Xiu, and from then on, he would be able to walk with his head held high in town.
But who could have imagined that Li Meili, that useless woman, would not only fail to help but actually manage to offend Li Xiu? Now, all hope of currying favor with Li Xiu was gone, and he might even lose his own neck in the process. The more he thought, the more terrified he became, trembling like a startled rabbit. Yet, he drew a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, reasoning that his only remaining option was to rush over and apologize to Li Xiu, hoping there might still be a chance to turn things around.
Chapter 52