I became the Counterpart of the Winner in a Period Novel

Chapter 342: Chapter 300: It’s Time to End 2

She feigned surprise: "A woman? My uncle has always been devoted to my aunt, probably won’t fancy anyone else in his lifetime."

I don’t understand, nor do I believe.

Aunt Liu then started chatting with her about the local gossip from the past few days.

"That woman is a young wife, with a seven-year-old son. It’s said her husband was abusive, and later drowned drunk in the river. The mother and son came to Nanxi City to seek refuge with her sister. I guess it’s because her mother-in-law was difficult, so she ran away with her son.

She couldn’t find her sister here and almost got swindled. Luckily, she met your uncle, and their money was saved. Who knows what that woman is thinking, but she stealthily followed your uncle and insists on repaying him. I fear she won’t leave easily.

It’s been half a month since they started living here. The child doesn’t play with my grandchildren; the mother-and-son pair either stay home or go out, doing who knows what.

Ming Yue, I don’t think that woman is good. You must warn your uncle to be careful of being taken advantage of. Sure, being young and pretty is nice, but if she’s got a lot of crafty ideas, she might leave you with nothing one day when she finds someone better. It’s not worth it. That woman isn’t someone who’ll peacefully settle down."

"Alright, I understand. Thank you, Aunt Liu."

Meanwhile, Tang Meiyu was feeling anxious and uncomfortable all over. She wondered if she was ill, touched her forehead, but didn’t have a fever.

Her seven-year-old son, Qian Duoduo, eyed the candy in the hands of a passing child and licked his lips, "Mom, I want candy too."

Tang Meiyu was irritable and lacked the patience to coax her son as usual.

"All you can do is eat, eat, eat. Aren’t you just as lazy and good-for-nothing as your father?"

Qian Duoduo didn’t get any candy and was scolded by Tang Meiyu, so he pouted and started throwing a tantrum on the busy street.

Tang Meiyu grew even more annoyed, embarrassed by her son causing a scene, and dragged him into a deserted alley.

"Stop crying. Aren’t you annoying? If you could win that uncle over, you could have all the candy you want. Why are you so useless?"

But a spoiled brat will throw bigger tantrums the more you coax him.

Infuriated, Tang Meiyu twisted Qian Duoduo’s arm, causing him to roll on the ground in pain, crying even louder, and things spiraled out of control. Tang Meiyu was at her wits’ end.

Her son wasn’t listening to her, and Jiang Zhengye still hadn’t agreed to let them live as a family. No one likes living in uncertainty without resolutions, but no matter how hard she tried, that man was as unyielding as iron.

After placating her son with candy, Tang Meiyu touched her remaining money, barely two pieces, and formed a plan in her mind.

When Jiang Zhengye returned, from afar, he saw a pretty girl squatting by his yard gate. A closer look revealed it was his little niece. Uncle Jiang’s gloomy mood instantly brightened. He pedaled faster, got off his bicycle, and happily pulled his niece up.

"Ming Yue, didn’t I give you the key?" His niece was bundled up at the door, looking particularly pitiful.

Jiang Mingyue: "..." Could she say she lost the key? Luckily, Jiang Zhengye wasn’t the type to pry too much.

He opened the door and let his niece in first, then parked his bike and brought his niece’s basket inside.

"Hmm! Smells good. Ming Yue, did you bring wine for your uncle?"

"Yeah," Jiang Mingyue directly lifted the cover cloth and handed a jug of wine to her uncle.

Jiang Zhengye’s smile widened.

"I knew it, Ming Yue cares most about her uncle."

Jiang Mingyue was about to ask about that woman when she heard the creaking sound of the courtyard door. Seeing her uncle’s face immediately turn cold, she nearly guessed who had returned.

But... this wasn’t what she expected. It seemed her uncle wasn’t happy either.

"Zhengye, Dodo and I are back! At the department store, I saw a pair of shoes that I thought would suit you well. I wanted to buy them, but when I counted the money, it wasn’t enough. Alas! It’s my fault for not having a job. Once I get one, I’ll buy those shoes first."

Jiang Mingyue thought: No wonder Uncle’s face darkened. That woman started acting even before entering. She truly isn’t good.

Not hearing a response, the woman didn’t seem to mind. She brought her son inside, and then...

"Oh! Who’s this?"

Her uncle still didn’t speak, his face cold.

Jiang Mingyue smiled at the woman, then thought she indeed had the potential to be a seductress. Not only did this woman speak softly and weakly, but she also looked delicate and fragile. She was beautiful, sure, but do you think men really like this type? She doubted it. Women in this era needed to be capable, and unless the man had issues, such a woman wasn’t appealing.

"I’m his niece, Jiang Mingyue. Who are you? Why are you living in my uncle’s house?"

Tang Meiyu was not unfamiliar with Jiang Mingyue’s name. She didn’t expect this girl’s words to be polite on the surface yet not polite at all.

Tang Meiyu felt extremely wronged, her eyes welling with tears that wouldn’t fall, glancing at Jiang Zhengye time and again, hoping for him to back her up.

Meanwhile, Jiang Mingyue penetrated the woman’s memory space, and upon retrieval, her smile disappeared.

This woman had actually bought medicine to use on her uncle, planning to wrap him around her finger afterwards.

She didn’t expect that Jiang Zhenzhu and Old Mrs. Jiang also had a hand in this.

Calculating the time, this woman’s appearance predated the incident with Jiang Zhenzhu. Indeed, she wasn’t content.

Jiang Zhenzhu had quietly visited Old Mrs. Jiang in Qingshan Village before the Mid-Autumn Festival, urging her to rekindle the connection with her uncle. Jiang Zhenzhu wanted the big house destabilized, ultimately targeting Jiang Mingyue. After all, once the big house was drained, there wouldn’t be anything left for Jiang Mingyue to derive benefits from.

And Old Mrs. Jiang, ever since the family separated, her days had been getting worse. She longed to regain her eldest son’s affection. So, prompted by Jiang Zhenzhu’s urging, she immediately sprung to action and selected Tang Meiyu to enter the city from her maternal home.

"So, you’re Tang Meiyu? You’re the spy my grandmother planted. What did she promise you in return, do tell?"

Tang Meiyu had initially been thinking about how to get rid of Jiang Mingyue so she could cook a good meal for Jiang Zhengye, seizing the opportunity to execute her plan. Caught off guard, she was shocked by Jiang Mingyue’s words, instantly turning pale, yet she forced herself to stay collected.

"W-what are you saying, little niece? I don’t understand what you mean."

Beside her, Jiang Zhengye’s once cold eyes suddenly revealed a dangerous glint: Though unbelievable, he trusted his little niece.