Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 867 - 423: The Crazy Jiang Yi_2

Chapter 867: Chapter 423: The Crazy Jiang Yi_2

After an hour, the three of them, full and satisfied, patted their bellies and leaned against the wooden stakes, enjoying the moonlit lake not far away, feeling quite carefree.

Even the dog demon, who had gnawed on a few bones, lay on its back next to the tree, occasionally wagging its tail, quite joyfully.

"Life is fleeting, wandering through the mountains and rivers with a relaxed mind, is actually quite good."

Jiang Wan remarked thoughtfully.

She stretched lazily, then reached out to pinch Little Jiangyi’s cheek, teasing with a smile: "Little Yi, why not wander the world with me? Your father has many women around him; you’re just a burden with him."

"No way."

Little Jiangyi clung to Jiang Shouzhong’s arm, and said crisply. "I always want to be with Daddy."

Seeing this, Jiang Wan’s eyes quietly took on a hint of melancholy.

She opened her mouth as if wanting to say something more, but in the end, she didn’t, only silently withdrawing her gaze and turning to look at the flickering bonfire, falling into contemplation.

The three of them remained silent like this, with only the crackling sound of the bonfire breaking the quiet around them,

After a while, Jiang Shouzhong saw that Little Jiangyi in his arms had fallen fast asleep, so he took out a garment to cover her and carefully placed her beside him.

The sleeping girl’s lips were pursed, her pretty face looked serene under the glow of the bonfire.

"Jiang Shouzhong."

Jiang Wan suddenly spoke softly.

"Hmm?"

Jiang Shouzhong turned to look at the woman.

But Jiang Wan didn’t continue; she simply held her knees and quietly stared at the lake in the distance, shimmering under the moonlight.

Her eyes held an elusive thought, and it was unclear what she was thinking at this moment.

"Why did you call me?" Jiang Shouzhong couldn’t help but ask.

"Nothing."

Jiang Wan inexplicably took out a string of candied haws and silently started eating.

"Crazy."

Jiang Shouzhong was left puzzled.

After a while, Jiang Wan suddenly called him again: "Jiang Shouzhong."

"What?"

"..."

However, the woman still said nothing, just sat quietly as if she hadn’t been the one who called just now.

Jiang Shouzhong was annoyed and said irritably, "Just say what you want."

But Jiang Wan still didn’t speak, as if she hadn’t heard him, maintaining her original posture, chewing on the candied haws unhurriedly.

Seeing this, Jiang Shouzhong decided not to bother with her anymore, turned his body, and pulled at his clothes, ready to sleep.

"Jiang Shouzhong."

The woman called out to him again.

This time Jiang Shouzhong pretended not to hear her, ignoring her completely.

The next moment, his rear was suddenly jabbed sharply by a bamboo skewer, with quite some force.

Jiang Shouzhong sprang up at once in pain, glaring at the woman: "What on earth do you want?"

"Are your ears deaf? Didn’t you hear me calling you?"

Jiang Wan rolled her eyes.

Jiang Shouzhong angrily said: "Then just say it, what exactly do you want to talk about."

Jiang Wan raised her arm and tossed the bamboo skewer into the water, taking out a handkerchief to wipe her lips, she leisurely said: "I suddenly remembered something about Little Yi, and I hope you can help her."

"Help with what?" Jiang Shouzhong asked.

Jiang Wan said: "This girl recklessly practiced the Heavenly Demon Technique, ruining her Dantian and making it impossible for her to cultivate. If she wants to recover, she’ll have to use your—"

Before the woman could finish her sentence, familiar white light suddenly emanated from Little Jiangyi’s body. Her form gradually grew taller and more developed, her once youthful features slowly maturing.

Jiang Wan helplessly patted her forehead, with a look of amused exasperation, muttering to herself:

"I give up on this girl, can’t she just be a little girl quietly? She has to pull this sort of thing from time to time. If I had known, I should have given her more sleeping pills."

As Jiang Wan spoke, she listlessly walked over to a nearby open space and lay down.

She yawned widely, lazily saying to Jiang Shouzhong: "You all continue chatting; I’m going ahead. When I wake up next time, I’ll continue telling you about this girl."

After saying that, Jiang Wan closed her eyes.

The next moment, when she reopened her eyes, the original sprightliness disappeared, replaced by a purity, like a clear light.

Clearly, Jiang Erliang is back.

"Master."

The young girl rubbed her eyes and immediately rushed over upon seeing Jiang Shouzhong.

Meanwhile, Little Jiangyi had already transformed into a mature and stunning woman. Every gesture and motion exuded the unique charm and allure of a mature lady.

Jiang Shouzhong was at a loss for words with these two sisters.

Jiang Yi shook her slightly groggy head, looked up at the girl who had reverted to Er Liang, and instantly gritted her teeth in anger:

"Jiang Wan, you’re a bastard! Shameless! Disgusting! I don’t have a cold-blooded sister like you! Better off dead!"

Jiang Erliang shrank back frightened, clueless.

Once the woman had vented her emotions enough, Jiang Shouzhong handed her the clothes he purchased and complained: "Your sister is indeed sick and very selfish..."

But before Jiang Shouzhong could finish speaking, Jiang Yi coldly retorted: "How dare you judge my sister?"

"Uh..."

Jiang Shouzhong wisely shut his mouth.

Jiang Yi grabbed the clothes and coldly said: "Turn around."

Jiang Shouzhong turned around.

Jiang Yi casually picked a piece of clothing, but when she saw the silk stockings inside, she was momentarily stunned, looked up at the man’s back, and muttered something under her breath before putting them on regardless.

She simply liked wearing them, couldn’t help it.

Once the woman finished dressing, Jiang Shouzhong continued:

"Ms. Jiang, actually maintaining the identity of Little Yi is quite good, there’s no need to wake up."

"What, addicted to playing dad?" Jiang Yi mocked.

The woman sat sideways by the campfire, her long legs wrapped in silk stockings slipped out from under the hem of her skirt. Under the firelight, they shone with a soft sheen, revealing seductive curves.

Jiang Shouzhong explained: "What I mean is, your sister doesn’t want to see you at all. It’s better to keep Little Yi’s identity, you can still interact as sisters. When your sister dies, at least this memory is pretty heartwarming, right."

Jiang Yi remained silent, noticing a half-eaten string of candied hawthorn nearby, and picked it up to eat.

The woman suddenly said: "There’s a way to get her to come out and see me."

"What way?"

Jiang Shouzhong curiously looked at the beautiful and alluring woman in front of him.

Jiang Yi gently bit into a candied hawthorn, her sugar-coated lips glistening like they were wet, and said cryptically: "If you bully me now, she will definitely intervene."

"Huh?"

Jiang Shouzhong didn’t understand.

Jiang Yi raised her slender neck and stared at the man: "Bully me."

Jiang Shouzhong understood the woman’s plan, shook his head fiercely:

"No, first off I’m not that kind of person, even if I did cooperate with you, your sister would definitely kill me. I won’t do something so stupid."

Jiang Yi suddenly lunged forward, knocking the man to the ground, and sat on top of him, a cold, seductive smile tugging at her lips: "Or I could bully you; she should also intervene."

"Hey, crazy woman, don’t act on impulse!"

Jiang Shouzhong tried to push her away, but Jiang Yi’s hands moved like fish, quickly sliding into his waistband, gripping his lifeline coldly: "If you dare disobey, I’ll ruin you!"

She’s crazy!

This woman is crazy!

Jiang Shouzhong looked at the flames of madness burning in her eyes, realizing she had been driven into a corner by Jiang Wan. He quickly tried to gently persuade: "Ms. Jiang, you’re playing with fire, and you should consider Qingchen’s feelings too."

"Shut up!"

Jiang Yi turned and glared at Jiang Erliang, "If you don’t come out again, I’ll give away my body, disgrace myself!"

Jiang Erliang stared blankly, their mind buzzing, completely unaware of what was happening.

Jiang Shouzhong was about to use some means to knock out the crazed woman, when suddenly, a song echoed through the silent night sky.

The song was sorrowful and haunting, chilling to the bone.

The three froze, subconsciously turning their heads to look.

In the distance, the lake’s surface had become enveloped in thick fog without anyone knowing when.

The fog was a blanket of white, like layers of cotton shrouding the lake, dreamy yet eerily indescribable.

Within the veil of mist, a small boat was slowly gliding towards the shore.

At the bow stood a bride dressed in tattered wedding attire, her face covered by a red veil, singing an eerie tune unknown.

The sound echoed through the fog, becoming ever more ethereal and ghostly.