The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1598: Cheap Wench!

Chapter 1598: Chapter 1598: Cheap Wench!

"Tsk."

Lin Caisang scoffed.

"Hongyin, come back."

She summoned Hongyin back, and then fixed her gaze steadily on the beggar man.

"If I hear another word from your worthless mouth that I shouldn’t, I’ll take your life!"

As she spoke, her eyes turned sharp, cutting through the beggar man like a knife, and in truth, he was indeed in excruciating pain.

"No, I dare not, I dare not again,"

the beggar man shivered, glancing cautiously at Lin Caisang.

This woman was truly ruthless. To do such a thing to a pitiable beggar like him, his whole body was in extreme pain, every bone felt as if it were broken.

"Answer the question I asked you earlier."

Lin Caisang commanded him.

"The question from earlier?"

After the beating, it took a while for the beggar man to remember that Sui Zimo had indeed asked him a question.

He swallowed and turned his gaze to Wan Ling’er.

"Why, why are you looking at me? What does this have to do with me?"

Feeling the beggar man’s eyes on her, Wan Ling’er immediately took a big step to the side, attempting to distance herself from the matter.

Indeed, in her heart, she felt that this had nothing to do with her. The dog-shaped cat had been stolen by the beggar man; it wasn’t something she had willingly given to him.

"Lord Mayor, Meng’er, you must believe me, this has nothing to do with me. Meng’er, I only said the dog-shaped cat was dead because I didn’t want to make you upset. Just think about it, if I said the dog-shaped cat was lost, you would definitely have gone looking for it, right?"

She looked at Yun Meng’er and spoke with apparent sincerity, almost convincing even herself.

"Ling’er, do you still remember what the dog-shaped cat’s name was?" Yun Meng’er asked Wan Ling’er, her voice soft and distant.

"Uh."

Wan Ling’er was caught off guard by her light question and choked up.

How could she remember the names of those dog-shaped cats? It was Yun Meng’er who had named them. She despised them to death and hated Yun Meng’er as well; how could she possibly remember the names Yun Meng’er gave to the dog-shaped cats?

"This... This... I’ve forgotten, but I’ve given it a new name, called..."

"Worthless wretch!"

Before she could finish, the beggar man picked up where she left off.

"You..."

Wan Ling’er was startled by those three words, her lips trembling fiercely.

"You’re talking nonsense; I never..."

"How am I talking nonsense?"

The beggar man, seeing her accusing him, instantly grew angry.

"I used to live in the straw hut in your alley; I could hear you call that dog-shaped cat ’worthless wretch,’ ’worthless wretch,’ every day, beating and scolding it several times a day, denying it food, making it sleep in the rain on stormy days.

All of your neighbors know about it; which one hasn’t seen you mistreating that dog-shaped cat?

If you don’t believe me, you can go and ask around her place, is it not as I say? If she was truly kind to that dog-shaped cat, would it have run away with me?"

"You... you..."

At this moment, Wan Ling’er was rendered speechless.

She stole a glance at Yun Meng’er, only to see that her complexion was also very grim.

"Meng’er, listen to my explanation, the dog-shaped cat was being disobedient, that’s why I wanted to discipline it. I never expected it would run away..."