Chapter 409: Seventies: The Mature Husband 9

Moreover, judging from the original plot, although Xue Xingtong was a decisive, ruthless, cunning, and crafty big shot in the business world, deep down, he was actually extremely insecure and sensitive.

This time, she had rashly brought those things over, perhaps hitting right at his self-esteem. Otherwise, he wouldn't have immediately calculated the meat's value into money and brought it over to her.

Seeing Tang Wan looking so dejected, Little Cutie hurriedly comforted her. “Host, don't be sad! His affection level went up, which means the villain still recognizes that you're good to him! Otherwise, his affection level toward you definitely wouldn't have increased. It would have gone down instead!”

“That does seem to make sense.” Tang Wan's tears immediately disappeared.

“Of course! In this era, not everyone would be willing to take out meat to give someone else! And you didn't accept the villain's money. Given the kind of person he is, he will definitely remember this favor you've done him!” Little Cutie continued confidently, even wanting to reach out with his little hand and pat Tang Wan's head.

Awoo!

After waiting for so long, he had finally gotten the chance to comfort his host like a father!

Tang Wan's mood finally improved after hearing this.

“That makes sense.” Tang Wan nodded.

“Exactly. As long as we keep at it, I'm sure we'll be able to move the villain and let him see your sincerity and earnestness!” Little Cutie encouraged her with a clenched fist.

“Mm!” Tang Wan breathed a sigh of relief.

……

In the days that followed, Tang Wan still didn't find another opportunity to run into Xue Xingtong.

But time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already New Year's.

In those days, educated youths who wanted to return home had to get a letter of introduction from the village committee. Tang Wan's home was very far from Xiahe Village, and it would take a full day and night to get there by green-skinned train. So after thinking about it, Tang Wan simply wrote a letter home and decided not to return for the New Year.

Soon, it was the first day of the Lunar New Year, and the villagers began visiting one another.

Tang Wan wasn't particularly close to anyone, so she couldn't be bothered to go around visiting people. She planned to wait until there were fewer people around and take the opportunity to visit Xue Xingtong's home.

Just then, a slightly plump woman wearing a woolen coat came over with several married women.

The moment the woman entered the room, she looked at Tang Wan with undisguised coldness in her eyes.

She thought to herself: This is the woman who stole my husband from me in my previous life!

……

From the way she looked at her, Tang Wan guessed who she was.

With almond-shaped eyes and peach-like cheeks, the female lead after losing weight was indeed quite attractive.

But Tang Wan couldn't be bothered to pay attention to her.

In her previous life, it was clearly she herself who abandoned Huo Shaoting and didn't want him. Now that she had been given the chance to take some regret medicine and live her life over again, did that mean she could blame everyone else for the miserable state of her previous life?

When Chen Cheng saw that Tang Wan was ignoring her, she found it somewhat strange.

She remembered that the first time she had met Tang Wan, Tang Wan had looked down on and despised her, even mocking her in front of everyone for being a fat woman unworthy of Huo Shaoting.

So why wasn't she even looking at her this time?

But Chen Cheng quickly understood.

It must be because she hadn't recognized her!

After all, compared to herself at this point in her previous life, she was now already the most beautiful woman in the village! Who else was dressed more fashionably than her?

This woolen coat alone had cost a hundred yuan! Looking at all the surrounding villages, there was absolutely no other woman who could afford to wear one besides her!

Thinking of this, a trace of smugness appeared in Chen Cheng's eyes.

She then walked up to Tang Wan and smoothed a hand over her woolen coat. “Happy New Year, Educated Youth Tang.”

Hearing this, Tang Wan finally looked over at her.

What?

Was she planning to slap her in the face already?