Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 913 - 444 Jiang Yi Can’t Have Any Bad Intentions

Chapter 913: Chapter 444 Jiang Yi Can’t Have Any Bad Intentions

The palm-sized bronze mirror looked somewhat old, with significant wear at the edges, even having a small crack.

"One hundred taels?"

Jiang Yi snapped out of it, tugged the boy’s ear, and laughed angrily,

"Little guy, starting such deceiving tricks at such a young age? You’ve been following me for quite a while, huh, thinking I’m a generous spender, a fat sheep to slaughter?"

"Ouch, ouch..."

The boy grimaced and cried out, "Sister, I’m not lying, this really is a family heirloom."

"Still not honest?"

Jiang Yi applied more pressure.

The boy wailed in pain, quickly calling to bystanders, "Help! Murder! This old lady is trying to kill me, help! Someone help me!"

However, bystanders ignored him, seeing the captivating Jiang Yi disciplining a sly little beggar.

"Old lady?"

Jiang Yi’s smile grew even more delightful.

"Aaaah!"

This time the boy cried out truly in pain and begged for mercy, "I was wrong, beautiful sister, I was wrong, you’re a fairy, you’re a fairy from heaven."

Jiang Yi snorted coldly and let him go.

The boy rubbed his ear, pitifully saying, "Sister, this really is a family heirloom; kids are the least likely to lie."

"Heh, kids love to lie the most."

Jiang Yi took the bronze mirror from his hand, glanced at it, and tossed it back, "No idea where you picked up this junk, really think I’m an easy target?"

The boy chuckled, "Even if you’re a fat sheep, you’re the prettiest fat sheep in the world."

"You cheeky rascal, pretty slick, aren’t you?"

Jiang Yi smiled brightly, too lazy to bother further, and casually tossed him one tael of silver, joking,

"For calling me a beautiful sister, consider this a reward. As for your family treasure, better keep it, maybe you’ll get a wife with it someday."

Seeing Jiang Yi casually give away a tael of silver, Jiang Erliang felt a sting, filled with complaints.

That’s the master’s money, after all.

This woman is really extravagant.

Spendthrift!

The boy quickly collected the silver, immediately knelt down, and kowtowed three times:

"Thank you, beautiful sister; from now on, I, Fu Erbao, am your little servant. When sister eats meat, please throw Erbao a bone, and Erbao will be satisfied."

Jiang Yi was taken aback, then burst out laughing, enchanting as ever.

Passersby who occasionally glanced at the woman felt their bones soften somewhat watching this scene.

If not for Erliang carrying that intimidating big sword, some scoundrel probably would’ve tried to win her favor already.

Ignoring the onlookers’ heated gazes, Jiang Yi glared playfully at the boy, teasing, "Oh, so you’re a little mongrel, planning to cling to me?"

Fu Erbao chuckled, "Sister, you bought me, so you’re my master. If you go east, I won’t go west; whoever you want me to bite, I’ll bite them."

Oh yes, consider this mirror a gift, as my filial money. I’m telling you, sister, this mirror really is a treasure; sometimes you can hear sounds from it—"

Jiang Yi waved impatiently:

"Enough, stop the rich patron act, take the money and scram. If you really annoy me, your ear won’t be spared."

Fu Erbao was scared and quickly covered his ears.

"Let’s go, Erliang."

Jiang Yi left with the girl.

The persistent Erbao bit his lip and caught up again, grinning:

"Beautiful sister, please reconsider, I can chop wood, boil water, do any kind of dirty work, and guard the house.

Also, I’m naturally blessed. If you keep me, I guarantee your family will be rolling in wealth. It’s true, a fortune-telling Taoist once said so. Listen to my name, Fu Erbao... definitely auspicious..."

Seeing Jiang Yi unmoved, Erbao turned to Jiang Erliang:

"Missy, I heard the beautiful sister call you Erliang earlier? Wow, it’s fate indeed. You look exactly like my own sister, also named Erliang. No wonder I felt close the moment I saw you, sister, from now on I’m your little brother..."

Jiang Erliang rolled her eyes prettily.

"Give the money back."

Jiang Yi stared coldly at the pesky boy.

If she hadn’t seen him having no cultivation, just an ordinary person, and secretly aiding other poor old and disabled beggars while tailing them earlier, she’d probably have smacked this noisy little mongrel away.

Fu Erbao quickly clutched his coin pouch, looking sheepish.

Jiang Yi tossed another piece of silver his way, coldly saying, "Last warning, following us could cost you your life, but feel free to keep following if you don’t believe it."

Saying this, she left with Erliang.

This time Fu Erbao didn’t dare to follow.

Watching the two figures walk away, Fu Erbao sighed, looking down at his reflection in the mirror, muttering, "Erbao, oh Erbao, does nobody in this world really want you."

The boy hung his head in dejection.

Not realizing the mirror’s reflection suddenly bore a sinister smile.

...

"Madam, could you spend a little less, master doesn’t have any money left."

On the road, Erliang couldn’t help but say.

Jiang Yi smiled at this penny-pincher: "Does it hurt you so much to spend a bit? I have plenty of money, I’ll bring you a mountain of gold someday, how about that?"

Erliang shook her head vigorously: "No way, since you’re master’s woman, your money is master’s money, you can’t waste it anymore; after all, it’s not easy for master to support the family."