Chapter 4: Chaos of Battle

The Wan brothers' faces darkened in unison.

“What an ignorant wretch,” the eldest, his voice grating with fury.

His eyes bulged like brass bells, fierce and menacing, exuding an overbearing presence. He swung a vicious fist, the air whistling around it.

Wan Shun arched her brows—a classic case of brawn over brains. With a cold sneer, she darted behind the eldest sister-in-law.

The eldest brother’s fist, still carrying its momentum, hung in the air for a split second but, unable to stop, landed squarely on his wife’s face.

Everyone froze for a moment before outrage erupted.

The second brother shot a contemptuous glance at his hapless elder sibling and spat, “Little tramp, you’re full of tricks. I’m not like him.”

He threw a punch, though with much less force than the eldest, his calculating gaze giving away his intentions. He was a schemer, always plotting.

The second sister-in-law, not wanting to repeat her counterpart’s fate, wisely kept her distance.

Wan Yu and her mother also retreated strategically.

The second brother lunged forward, eyes darting, clearly not intending to actually hit anyone—who knew what mischief he was plotting.

Wan Shun bared her teeth, spun behind him, and kicked hard.

He never expected Wan Shun to be so nimble. His lunge landed him, by some twisted fate, right onto the eldest sister-in-law’s ample bosom—not only that, but he bounced twice.

Wan Shun sprang up, feigning alarm. “Hey, hey, eldest brother, look at your brother’s hand! He’s got a grip on your wife’s chest.”

“Oh, I knew I didn’t see wrong. That night, when someone was peeping at her in the bath—it was him. Tsk, tsk, what’s the world coming to? His own wife’s as flat as a board, yet he’s coveting someone else’s mountains. And it’s not the first time. You all live under the same roof—really, you should be more careful.”

The second sister-in-law was petite, her figure matching her build, and her chest indeed as flat as a plain. Men, after all, always want what they can’t have.

The eldest sister-in-law, though rather coarse in appearance, was statuesque—many men, in private, would joke about how lucky her husband was, and the eldest took pride in it.

Wan Shun wasn’t making things up—the second brother had long been eyeing his sister-in-law. She’d seen him peeping often, even when she went to the privy. Heaven knows what he found so fascinating.

Six pairs of eyes simultaneously landed on the offending hand still clutching the eldest sister-in-law’s chest, even giving it a squeeze.

Even the most useless man has his limits.

The eldest brother cursed his sibling’s ancestors and lunged at him, furious.

“You beast! That’s your sister-in-law, you animal!”

The second brother, guilty and lacking in confidence, dared not fight back and could only scurry away, shielding his head.

“It was an accident! All Wan Shun’s filthy lies!”

The second sister-in-law exploded. “You wretch! Seducing my man—I’ll rip your skin off!”

Her burning rage was directed at the eldest sister-in-law; seeing those formidable curves, she was filled with both hatred and envy.

The eldest sister-in-law was furious as well. Damn that worthless man—how dare he peep at her, even lay hands on her! And as for that useless woman, she couldn’t even keep her own husband in check. Still, she felt a secret pride—her figure was enough to tempt not only men, but women, too.

In the blink of an eye, the two women were tearing at each other.

Wan Father, Wan Mother, and Wan Yu were dumbstruck by the sudden turn of events.

Wan Father glared at Wan Shun and roared, “You little beast, you really think I won’t beat you to death?”

He snatched up the pole by the wall and raised it high.

Wan Shun glanced at him, utterly unperturbed. She found herself the best seat for the spectacle, crossed her legs, and spoke languidly.

“Uncle, I just remembered—your secret stash of money was taken by the second brother. When you can’t find it later, don’t panic.”

The pole stopped mid-air, Wan Father’s pupils constricting as he turned to check his hiding place. Sure enough, the money was gone.

“You little animal, where’s my money? Over a hundred yuan—gone!”

Without hesitation, the pole came down hard on the second brother’s back.

He howled, “Dad! Listen to me! I just borrowed it—once I get back on my feet, I’ll pay you double!”

Wan Father didn’t believe a word. “When have you ever gotten back on your feet? I told you not to gamble, but you never listen. Now you even dare steal my money—I’ll beat you to death, you miserable brat!”

While the three men brawled, none noticed the dark look on Wan Mother’s face.

“So, you’ve been hiding money, have you, Wan Dog?”

Wan Dog was Wan Father’s childhood nickname, only used when Wan Mother was truly enraged.

He felt his scalp prickle and was about to deny everything when Wan Shun piped up, “Auntie, I know all about it. Uncle doesn’t have many hobbies, just likes to sneak into widows’ beds—ten yuan a go, quite a bargain.”

Wan Mother’s face changed dramatically. She seized her husband by the hair. “Well, well, Wan Dog! You dare spend my money on widows? You can’t control yourself—I’ll chop it off for you myself!”

Wan Father, both pained and frantic, protested, “You believe that brat’s nonsense? Let go, you crazy woman!”

Wan Shun was quick to defend her words. “Auntie, I’m not lying. I’ve got a list. I’ll get one of the village high schoolers to write it out for you, nice and neat, and you can confront them one by one.”

Wan Mother believed her. After all, sharing a bed for decades, she knew her husband inside and out. She just hadn’t expected him to spend so much on widows—nothing hurt more than that. She attacked him without mercy.

The brawl raged on, and Wan Shun occasionally fanned the flames, keeping the atmosphere lively.

Suddenly, she felt a hostile gaze and turned to find Wan Yu’s dark, stormy eyes fixed on her.

With a broad, toothy grin, she said, “Sister, did you know that Aunt gave your dowry to the eldest and second sisters-in-law? Their brothers used the money to marry lovely wives—they’re living the good life now. You’ve done a great deed!”

Wan Yu’s face stiffened in disbelief as she looked at Wan Mother.

Wan Mother kept up her fight, pretending not to hear, but the guilt in her eyes betrayed her.

So much for pretending to act in her daughter’s best interests.

Wan Yu’s gloomy gaze lingered on Wan Shun for a couple of seconds before she turned, went into her room, and slammed the door shut—out of sight, out of mind.

Wan Shun flashed a toothy smile—excellent. A family, after all, should be united in chaos.

She skipped over to the courtyard gate and flung it open for the neighbors, who were peeking over the wall, to get a better look.

“Shun girl, what’s going on in there?”

“Nothing much,” Wan Shun replied. “Just a couple of sisters-in-law shaming the little sister for being too loose, can’t help but snark. The sisters-in-law loved their own brothers so much they gave them the little sister’s dowry to get themselves pretty wives. The second brother doesn’t like his own wife’s figure, so he peeps and paws at the eldest sister-in-law—caught red-handed. The second brother gambled away Uncle’s secret stash, which he’d been saving for his trysts with widows. And the old couple are fighting over his extramarital affairs. Really, it’s nothing.”

The crowd was speechless.

“Wan Shun, you little beast, get out of this house!”

With the united wrath of the family behind her, Wan Shun dashed out of the Wan household.

How unjust—after all, they were the ones who called her back! And all she did was tell the truth.

Honest words always sting—and these people were just too small-minded.