I became the Counterpart of the Winner in a Period Novel

Chapter 407 - 346: He’s Here! He’s Here!

They said their luck was bad that day, and it was indeed true. In the middle of the night, they finally stumbled upon a rich estate, judging by the courtyard wall, it was indeed a wealthy place. They thought after that night, they could live like a salted fish for a year without worrying about food and drink, but they didn’t expect things to go awry. Seeing the murder, both of them cherished their lives, covering each other’s mouths in fright. After everything was over, they quickly climbed over the wall to escape, not daring to even think about taking people’s fortunes.

They found a witness, and the truth came to light.

Of course, the last step was still missing.

Zhang Lanlan needed to confess.

Zhang Lanlan still refused to cry without seeing the coffin.

That midnight, Zhang Lanlan, who was locked up, got up. The bathroom was set up in the plaza, right when several street lamps collectively went on strike. They would only light up when the electrician came for repairs the day after tomorrow.

The accident happened in this gap, a ghostly figure blocked Zhang Lanlan’s way. Ordinarily, a shadow wouldn’t scare her at this time, after all, she had killed before. Once the door was opened, she was no longer afraid.

But the key was that this ghostly figure floated in the air, just as she heard growing up, looking terrifyingly similar to the underworld. If not a ghost, what else could it be? Considering her recent moral depravity, being chased by a ghost was quite normal, but this wasn’t an ordinary ghost, it was her father.

In her greed for wealth, an argument led to her losing control. She only blamed that person for valuing money over life, clinging tightly to that parcel and not giving it to her. Even though the money in his hands, once exchanged and brought back would be less than half, one with a gambling addiction still sees it as a pastime. If it weren’t for a rich woman supporting him, he would’ve been just a piece of rotten mud in the lotus pond.

Dead is dead, but it also harmed her, making her life short-lived.

Strangely enough, all the kindness from her former stepmother left her without the slightest goodwill, but now she regrets it immensely. If there was a chance to live again, she would definitely treat her as her own mother.

That night she committed the crime, was frightened out of her wits, and mistakenly fingered her as the killer. It could have been successful, but she took it upon herself. Life truly is a drama, but she also has her trump card.

Frightened by the witnesses Dodo and Mao Tuan disguised as ghosts, Zhang Lanlan, in her clarity, truthfully recounted the events and motives.

With everything clear, everyone awaited sentencing. Zhang Lanlan was pregnant, but in such a heinous incident, even if the child in her womb could shield her temporarily, she still had to face punishment six months after giving birth. By then, she would suffer, and for the rest of her life, her road would darken.

With the truth revealed, Gu Jinhong came over once, looking very calm, as if handing off something to a colleague. In a business-like tone, he returned the money, house deeds, and others to Xie Yunhai.

Xie Yunhai didn’t want to say half a word to this mother, taking what he should without hesitation. Afterward, he went to see Mr. Wu personally and returned the five hundred yuan.

Of course, another reason was to properly honor, on his father’s behalf, this elder who was both a teacher and a father figure to him.

During this time, Jiang Mingyue was busy while also farming, reaping a considerable harvest.

In the meantime, she and Uncle Mute managed to find some glutinous rice seeds and planted two acres, harvesting quite a bit of sticky rice.

Taking advantage of this time, Jiang Mingyue started making rose brown sugar rice cakes. The small stone mill her elder brother crafted was put to use, grinding glutinous rice paste. She made quite a few rice cakes, paired with roasted soybean sesame powder; they were sticky and fragrant without being greasy. Jiang Mingyue sent a plate to Uncle Mute and a bowl to Gu Xiaoxiao, considering sending some to Xiao Ran, with the rest going to Yan Jinzhi.

However, before she could go over, he had already arrived.

His tall figure appeared, not giving Jiang Mingyue any time to react, pulling her into an embrace. The broad, warm chest brought a sense of security. Jiang Mingyue was quite tired during this time and felt very sleepy at that moment, murmuring, "You’re here?"

"Mm!" Yan Jinzhi amusingly pinched her cheek, noting the little girl had already started to breathe softly. Her sleeping eyelashes curled fiercely, but even if he wanted to pinch again, he couldn’t bear to disturb her sweet dreams. He cherished her with a kiss on the forehead and carried her to the resting room, where it was more comfortable.

Yan Jinzhi was also tired, but his stomach growled. He urgently needed something to eat.

Leaving the Bamboo Garden, he quickly smelled the aroma of brown sugar in the air.

Could it be... brown sugar rice cakes? With a rose flavor?

Yan Jinzhi found a hot one and ate it, unable to stop. It had been a long time since he had eaten her cooking, and it was incredibly delicious!

When Jiang Mingyue woke up, she found herself unable to move. Fully awake, she realized she was encircled in his embrace. Checking the time, she had slept for over ten hours, truly sound asleep!

Back then, she was a complete lazybones, like in her previous life.

But coming to this special era, wanting to be lazy was impossible, the environment didn’t allow it, and she got used to doing things herself.

Yet now, suddenly able to lie down like this, she felt willing to lay for another year.

The face in front of her was truly exquisite, as if sculpted by Nuwa herself. Every aspect was perfect to the extreme; combined, it was astonishing, the creator surely crafted well.

Looking and looking, Jiang Mingyue’s gaze traveled down and fixed on his lips. At this sight, she couldn’t resist, her thoughts, like wild horses running free, desired to savor it well as she had tasted it before.

And the "unawakened" young man, in fact, had been awake since she first moved in his arms, only with a mischievous intent to see what she might do to him. After all, one should always have hope; what if it came true?

But the little girl truly hesitated, staring for ages as if a flower might bloom from her gaze. If none, why not simply savor it in the mouth instead?

However, the little girl’s delay tortured him, especially now, feeling her scorching gaze, but it was ultimately a fleeting one. Couldn’t she show some tangible action toward him?

Fortunately, his hopes weren’t dashed, and he finally awaited her "flirtation" with him. Yet, just a dragonfly touching the water was not enough.

As Jiang Mingyue was about to get up, a sudden force on her waist dragged her back, and the heat on her lips quickly made her fully awake, though soon dizzy.

After longing was satisfied, Jiang Mingyue looked at her lips in the mirror, which had swollen.

"Oh! How can I show myself to people?" she murmured to herself, only to have the mirror taken from behind, and enveloped in a familiar embrace. Jiang Mingyue was happy, but a small yearning must remain, lest someone crosses the line.

"If you’re embarrassed, just wear a mask."

The implication was clear: unless he had enough kisses, it was impossible. It was his privilege!

Jiang Mingyue rolled her eyes, recalling the past, "You weren’t like this in our previous lives."

"Mm!" Experiencing the pain of loss, his mindset naturally changed a bit, but his feelings for her only grew stronger.

"Yan Jinzhi, my cousin asked you to file a marriage report with your superior."