NOVEL Reborn in the 80s, Get Rich by Eating Melons Chapter 315: Who put this underwear under the pillow?

Reborn in the 80s, Get Rich by Eating Melons

Chapter 315: Who put this underwear under the pillow?
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Chapter 315: Chapter 315: Who put this underwear under the pillow?

The graceful manner of Yuan Caizhen contrasted greatly with the rustic aura of Lin Fengying, creating a stark contrast.

The more outstanding Yuan Caizhen was, the worse Lin Fengying appeared.

Lin Fengying was filled with a sense of inferiority, not daring to look straight at Yuan Caizhen.

When Yuan Caizhen spoke to her, she could only manage to force out a few awkward smiles in response.

Thinking that Lin Fengying was just not used to Kyoto yet, Yuan Caizhen continued to warmly greet her without suspicion.

Si Xiaohui on the side, however, kept rolling her eyes. When Yuan Caizhen wasn’t looking, she whispered into Lin Fengying’s ear, "Mom, don’t be fooled by her appearance. She may seem nice on the outside, but inside she’s rotten. Wait until you stay here for a few more days, her attitude towards you will change drastically then. City folks are cunning, you should guard yourself."

"Stop talking nonsense." Lin Fengying scolded softly, letting out a sigh of relief only when she saw that Yuan Caizhen didn’t notice their conversation.

The distinguished demeanor of Yuan Caizhen compared to Lin Fengying’s made the latter feel a suffocating sense of inferiority. Unable to endure it any longer, Lin Fengying made an excuse about not feeling well and left to rest without finishing her meal.

Unsuspecting, Yuan Caizhen asked Si Weimin to escort them back to their rented room and returned home with her child.

She had fully prepared herself to return to a house in disarray after being away for a few days due to Si Xiaohui, but she was surprised to find the house was not only clean, but even Si Xiaohui’s room had been tidied neatly.

Guessing that Lin Fengying had cleaned it, Yuan Caizhen’s impression of her improved a bit.

Knowing that the sheets and quilt covers hadn’t been changed while she was away, first thing Yuan Caizhen, a neat freak, did was to change and wash the bedding. However, while lifting the pillow, she was attracted by a piece of clothing underneath it.

Picking it up for a closer look, Yuan Caizhen’s face instantly changed. It was a woman’s underwear, the same kind that Si Xiaohui wore.

But Si Xiaohui didn’t live in this room, so it wouldn’t make sense for her underwear to be here.

Remembering that Lin Fengying came last night, Yuan Caizhen immediately figured out what happened. Feeling incredibly disgusted, she quickly tossed the underwear into the trash bin. A strange sensation suddenly welled up in her heart for some reason.

If her sister-in-law slept in this room last night, then where did her husband sleep?

Why did her sister-in-law leave her underwear underneath the pillow in this room? Was it intentional or an accident?

Lin Fengying, no matter how good-looking her features were, had clear signs of age on her face. In addition to her many years of living and working in rural areas, she was clearly a typical rural woman. If she was introduced as Si Weimin’s aunt, no one would question it.

Honestly, had someone told her that something was going on between Lin Fengying and Si Weimin, Yuan Caizhen wouldn’t have believed it. However, as a woman, she keenly sensed that her sister-in-law leaving her underwear beneath the pillow wasn’t a simple matter.

Yuan Caizhen felt frustrated and confused. Unable to figure it out, she decided to call Tong Yao. Unsure of how to broach the subject, she stumbled over her words until Tong Yao sensed something was off and took the lead.

"Sis-in-law, just tell me straight what you want to say! Does it have something to do with my mother-in-law?"

As the call came from Yuan Caizhen’s home phone, indicating that Si Weimin had already brought her back, in addition to the likelihood that her mother-in-law was also there, all led Tong Yao to deduce that the issue probably concerned her mother-in-law.

As to specifically what it was, she had no idea.

When Tong Yao broached the subject first, Yuan Caizhen awkwardly said, "It’s not really a big deal. It’s just that, last night, your mother-in-law stayed here, and it seems like she carelessly left her underwear under my pillow. I’m just not sure whether she left it there on purpose, or was planning to throw them away."

"..."

Her mother-in-law left her underwear under Yuan Caizhen’s pillow???

This situation struck Tong Yao like lightning, leaving her shell-shocked. It was shocking, unbelievable, and more importantly, gross.

She simply couldn’t imagine Lin Fengying could do such a thing. She was taken aback to the point of speechlessness, unsure what to say for the longest time.

"Sis-in-law, are you feeling disgusted right now? If you are, just say it. Don’t hold back just because she’s my mother-in-law. Anyone would find this unsettling. I totally understand."

At first, Yuan Caizhen had trouble speaking about it directly, but when Tong Yao uttered these words, her hidden anger exploded. She significantly changed her courteous tone, speaking bluntly,

"This thing your mother-in-law did is indeed very disgusting. Yaoyao, honestly speaking, I never could have imagined. Appearing so shy and respectful on the outside, yet capable of doing something this distasteful. Isn’t this simply disgusting? Who would carelessly leave their underwear beneath someone else’s pillow? At this point, I don’t even want my bed anymore." 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓹𝓾𝒷.𝓬𝓸𝓂

Assuming that Lin Fengying would be different from Si Xiaohui was clearly a mistake. It’s true what they say, like mother like daughter. She had never been so angry. Why are there such weird mother and daughter in this world?

Given the nature of the actions taken by the mother-in-law, it was clear she intended to disgust Yuan Caizhen. Not to mention Yuan Caizhen, even Tong Yao was grossed out hearing about it. But she was more curious about Si Weimin’s reaction to it.

"What did Uncle think of this situation?"

"I haven’t told him yet." As Yuan Caizhen was about to say more, she spotted her husband and quickly said: "Yaoyao, I’ll call you back later."

"Why do you look so upset? Who made you angry?"

Men in their forties do not have the same energy as they did in their twenties. Si Weimin had a sleepless night followed by a tiring day and returned home only to find his wife upset, which baffled him.

With Si Xiaohui and Song Yu gone and his sister-in-law cleaning the house so neatly, he couldn’t think of any reason for his wife to be mad.

"Where did my sister-in-law sleep last night, and where were you?" Instead of directly confronting about the underwear issue, Yuan Caizhen decided to first probe whether her husband was hiding something from her.

"What do you mean?" Si Weimin frowned, thought of his wife’s obsession with cleanliness, and decided to lie. "Last night, sister-in-law stayed at a hotel, of course I slept at home."

Upon hearing her husband lied, Yuan Caizhen exploded, exclaiming, "Si Weimin, have you learned to lie now?"

Ever since he had known his wife, even when she was upset, she always spoke in a soft voice. Si Weimin had never seen her this angry before. He frowned, "The kids are playing in the yard. Can’t you use a more normal tone? Why are you yelling?"

When Yuan Caizhen heard the word ’kids’, she regained a touch of sanity, beckoned Si Weimin into the room, slammed the door, picked up the underwear from the trash bin, and threw it at Si Weimin.

"Si Weimin, explain to me, if she stayed in a hotel, who’s the one who left this underwear under the pillow?"

Even though she tried to suppress her emotions, her voice still involuntarily raised a few notches. Any woman, faced with such a situation, would not be able to remain calm. She was practically bursting with rage.

It was bad enough to be this disrespected, but her husband even lied to her.

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