Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 1235 - 1057

Chapter 1235: Chapter 1057

Just as Zhao Datu arrived at the well, he heard some noise coming from one of the rooms. He hurriedly hid behind the firewood stack and peered through the gaps in the firewood at the activity in the room before him.

The room lit up, and after a short while, the door opened and a girl came out to dump the water, probably from soaking her feet.

After dumping the water, she went back into the room and closed the door. Zhao Datu quickly approached. There was a pretty big gap in the door, probably due to a hasty installation. He squatted down and peered inside.

Axiang, the widow Chen’s daughter, was preparing to go to sleep and had started to undress and get into bed.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Zhao Datu’s mind, "Widow Chen seduced my father, leading to my mother becoming the way she is now. What if I went in and took advantage of Axiang...?"

No, no, if he did that, and widow Chen made a fuss about it in the village, wouldn’t Xia Dabao find out?

He did care about Xia Dabao’s opinion after all.

But soon another idea popped into his head. Once the thought emerged, Zhao Datu felt he had to admire his own cunning.

Good heavens, how could he come up with such a brilliant scheme?

...

In the fields by the river, Axiang was digging for sweet potatoes. Today, she was alone; widow Chen was busy with other things.

As she dug, a tall shadow suddenly appeared before her. She was startled for a moment, but when she turned around, she saw Zhao Datu’s smiling face.

Although Axiang seldom interacted with the villagers, she knew that Zhao Datu was overly dominating and he was also Uncle Zhao’s son. Now, Uncle Zhao was entangled with her mother in an unclear manner; just last night, she heard noises over the wall, aware that Uncle Zhao had been there, but she pretended not to know.

So, when Axiang saw Zhao Datu, she instinctively took a few steps backward, but Zhao Datu remained smiling, "Axiang, are you digging sweet potatoes? Why are you alone?"

Axiang spoke softly, "Yes, alone."

Taking advantage of her distraction, Zhao Datu snatched her shovel, "How tiring it must be to dig by yourself! May I help you?"

"No, no need. Please give me back the shovel," Axiang said, trying to take back the shovel. But Zhao Datu had already started to shovel the soil, "Oh, why be so polite? Your family has no men, and you always depend on just the two of you. It’s quite hard."

Axiang didn’t know what Zhao Datu was up to, but he was working rather energetically. After a few shovels, he dug out a string of potatoes and tossed them into the basket, then mumbled to himself, "Actually, I’ve been paying attention to you for a long time. At first, I really disliked you, but later I realized it wasn’t you I disliked, but your mother. You’re actually a very nice girl, kind-hearted, and always quietly getting on with your work. I really feel for you."

Feel for her?

Axiang rarely went out and was introverted and self-conscious. She hardly had any friends in the village, always walked with her head down and was generally uncared for. People in the village mocked her, and she always kept to herself, with few ever expressing sympathy for her.