Transmigrated into a fat wife, farming, raising children, and picking up husbands

Lin Xiuer: "...???"

No, what is all this nonsense? She was already panicked and scared, and her mind was completely blank. His absurd guess made her even more confused.

She looked up and met his complex gaze, which held three parts hurt, three parts questioning, and four parts aggrieved heartache, leaving her even more stunned.

The deception she was referring to wasn't the fatal misunderstanding caused by Xiaobao impersonating his father, was it?

How did he get onto the topic of whether she'd slept with other men?! This guy's thought process is even more bizarre than hers, a soul from another world.

Lin Xiuer instinctively wanted to defend herself, but when she opened her mouth, she didn't know where to begin.

All that remained was a blank space, a buzzing head.

Seeing her stunned and speechless state, Ping An became even more certain of his suspicions.

The air in the alley suddenly became so tense it felt like you could wring water out of it.

Lin Xiuer's mind was still racing with countless speculations about Ping An.

Ping An, with a gloomy expression, crossed his arms and waited for her to organize her thoughts and reveal who the adulterer was.

Just then, the silence in the alley was broken by a sudden rustling sound.

"Thump!"

"Ouch!"

Suddenly, a person jumped down from the top of the tall brick wall of a house next door!

The man was clearly not very agile; he stumbled when he landed and almost fell.

After he regained his footing, he hurriedly straightened his slightly ornate silk robe and then casually tossed the hair ribbon hanging in front of him behind him.

With a relaxed smile on his face, as if he had finally escaped his cage, he turned around and prepared to slip out of the alley.

He turned around and suddenly faced two people staring at him in disbelief in the alley!

"ah--!"

He screamed in fright, nearly jumping up on the spot, patting his chest in relief, "My goodness! You scared me to death! Didn't you two even say anything when you saw someone?"

Once he had calmed down a bit, his eyes lit up when he saw the chubby figure among them.

"Xiuer? It really is you!" he exclaimed in surprise, rushing over in a few steps and naturally reaching out to take Lin Xiuer's hand. "What are you doing here? I was just about to go to the market to look for you!"

Lin Xiuer was taken aback by the man who suddenly appeared. Her wrist was grabbed, and she instinctively tried to pull it away, but he held it even tighter.

The man looked Lin Xiuer up and down, his eyes full of surprise.

"Old Hu and the others said you've lost weight recently, but I didn't believe it. How could you lose so much weight? But it's good to be thinner. You look more energetic and better-looking. I almost didn't recognize you just now."

Lin Xiuer was bewildered by the man's sudden intimacy and words, staring blankly at the young man in front of her who was chattering incessantly and acting overly familiar.

The man was indeed quite young, around twenty years old, with fair skin, delicate features, and a refined appearance. His attire clearly indicated that he was not from an ordinary family.

She searched frantically through the original owner's chaotic fragments of memory, only vaguely recognizing the person as someone she had seen somewhere before, but she couldn't recall who it was.

Seeing Lin Xiuer's blank expression, the young master exclaimed "Oh!" as if he suddenly understood, took out a heavy silver ingot from his pocket, and stuffed it into Lin Xiuer's hand without saying a word.

"Here you go!" he said in a low voice, his posture casual. "I know Zhang Mazi is coming to you to collect debts! Ten taels of silver! Take it to tide you over!"

"My dad's been keeping a close eye on me lately, not letting me leave the house at all, so I really couldn't find a chance to sneak out. Today I finally managed to climb over the wall, just to bring you some money!"

Ten taels of silver! That's exactly the initial capital from the gambling den!

Lin Xiuer held the cold silver ingot in her hand, her mind even more confused. Who was this? The original owner's gambling buddy?

Or... something else?

Judging from his tone, they seemed to be quite familiar with each other. He gave her ten taels of silver without hesitation and even went to the trouble of climbing over the wall to deliver the money.

No way, no way?!

An utterly absurd thought suddenly popped into Lin Xiuer's mind: Could this man really be the lover that the original owner of this body secretly found behind her back?

A chill ran down her spine. "You're so dishonest, original owner! You stole my food and didn't even leave me a clear memory!" she thought. "You've really screwed me over!"

Lin Xiuer was having a brainstorming session when she didn't notice that Ping An's expression had completely darkened.

The calm and composed demeanor he displayed when facing the Black Fish Gang, as well as the helpless gentleness he showed when she repented, had all vanished from his handsome face.

Instead, there was a gloomy atmosphere, as if a storm was brewing, his eyes were frighteningly deep, and his tightly pursed lips revealed a cold curve.

When her gaze fell on the man's hand holding Lin Xiuer's, it seemed as if ice crystals were about to form, and his fingers clenched tighter and tighter, as if he was trying his best to suppress his anger.

Lin Xiuer felt the sudden drop in air pressure and the silent oppression beside her, and her heart trembled, her will to survive instantly surged.

She forcefully pulled her hand back from the man's grasp, threw the silver back to him, and took a half-step back towards Ping An.

She distanced herself and looked warily at the overly familiar man: "B-Brother, who are you? I really don't know you."

The young master was bewildered by her sudden change of attitude, looking confused and annoyed: "??? Xiuer, what's wrong with you?"

The man frowned, his voice tinged with hurt, "Could it really be like they said, that he fell from the tree and got brain damage? Doesn't he even recognize me?"

"It's me, Mingxuan! Chen Mingxuan! You, me, and Lao Hu, we used to play dice together at the gambling den all the time! Don't you remember?"

"You haven't paid back the five taels of silver you borrowed from me last time... Of course, I'm not here to collect the debt!" he quickly added.

Gambling den! I need to borrow money!

These keywords flashed into Lin Xiuer's mind and exploded in Ping An's ears at the same time.

Lin Xiuer inwardly groaned: Damn it! He really is a gambling buddy, and a creditor at that! But this closeness, could it really be a karmic debt left behind by the original owner of this body? What a tangled mess!

She stole a glance at Ping An, only to see his face darken further, his eyes as cold as ice, staring straight at Chen Mingxuan's hand holding the silver ingot, and at the familiar yet slightly ambiguous smile on his face.

Chen Mingxuan was unaware of the danger. Seeing that Lin Xiuer was not speaking, he assumed that she was frightened by the gambling den's pressure to pay off her debts, or that she was still suffering from amnesia. So he tried to give her the money back.

"Here you go! Pay Zhang Mazi first! We'll talk about it if it's not enough!"

Just then, Ping An moved. He reached out and took the silver ingot from her palm, then threw it back into Chen Mingxuan's arms without hesitation.

He stood between Lin Xiuer and Chen Mingxuan, his tall figure completely blocking Chen Mingxuan's view and movements.

Chen Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, then became angry: "Who are you? What do you want?!"

"I can take care of my wife myself." Ping An raised her eyes, her gaze calm and unwavering as it fell on Chen Mingxuan's face.

His voice carried a coldness that clearly distanced him from others, "No need for outsiders to worry."

Chen Mingxuan's good intentions were rejected on the spot by the stranger, and his face instantly turned red. He was angry, but even more so, he felt humiliated by this impolite attitude.

He straightened his chest, trying to regain his composure, and glared at Ping An: "Who do you think you are? What business is it of yours to interfere in my affairs with Xiu'er? Xiu'er, who exactly is this person? Why are you meddling in things like this..."