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While eating, Yun Jin pondered what she should do next. After she had finished thinking it over and had eaten her fill, she moved a round stool to sit on the edge of the bed and lifted the red veil off Chen Wenjuan's head.

Chen Wenjuan stared wide-eyed, filled with anger and fear, muttering curses, probably calling Yun Jin despicable and shameless.

Yun Jin, however, acted as if she hadn't seen her, and chatted with her with a smile: "Little sister-in-law, now it's time to talk about my rules!"

She reached out and patted Chen Wenjuan's face, not hard, but with a hint of mockery, "I don't like being someone's slave, but I like others to be my slave."

"I finally escaped from that hellish home and came to your Chen family. From now on, I'm the matriarch, and you all have to listen to me. Disobey? I'll beat you until you obey!"

She paused, as if remembering something amusing, her eyes lighting up: "By the way, they say 'the eldest sister-in-law is like a mother,' right? So, will I be in charge of your future marriage arrangements?"

Chen Wenjuan stared wide-eyed, her eyes filled with panic.

Yun Jin deliberately dragged out her words: "What kind of person should I find for you? How about... a beggar? I've heard that beggars are very good at begging, so you'll definitely not go hungry."

These words made Chen Wenjuan even angrier. She mumbled something, wanting to curse but unable to utter a word.

"Don't disbelieve me. Think about it, I am your sister-in-law after all. As long as I make your brother happy, not only you, but even your mother will have to act as my maid."

I've already thought it all out. From now on, in this family, your mother will cook, you will do the laundry, and those servants and such will be sold off if they can be sold. What kind of family is this, supporting so many idle people?

"If you satisfy me, I won't find you a beggar. There's a wealthy family next door; the old man is only fifty, sixty, seventy, or eighty years old. How about you become his concubine? I guarantee you'll live a life of luxury with him."

"Ugh~" Chen Wenjuan was so angry that she couldn't curse, she could only groan.

Just as Yun Jin was about to scare her again, footsteps came from outside, followed by a man's slightly drunken voice: "Where's Yu Xiang? Where the hell has she gone?"

"Oh, the main character has arrived."

She put the red veil back over Chen Wenjuan's head and hid in a corner next to the wardrobe.

The door was pushed open with a bang, and Chen Wencai staggered in, closing the door behind him.

His face was flushed, and he reeked of alcohol. He staggered to the bedside and said, "Wife, your husband is here... Although you've lost some weight and gotten a bit darker... well... as long as you behave well from now on... I promise you'll have a better life than you did at your parents' house."

As he spoke, he lunged toward the bedside and ripped off the red veil.

Upon seeing the face of the person on the bed, Chen Wencai's smile instantly froze, and he sobered up considerably. His eyes widened like saucers: "Wenjuan? It's you?!"

Yun Jin reacted quickly, pulling out a boning knife she had just acquired from her spatial storage. She suddenly darted out of the shadows, the cold blade slapping against his neck.

"Don't move!"

Chen Wencai froze, a chill running down his spine.

He slowly turned his head, saw the knife in Yun Jin's hand, and his legs went weak, almost collapsing: "Good, good man, spare my life! Let's talk this out. As long as you don't kill me, I'll give you money if you want, and if you want women, well, how about my sister?"

Chen Wenjuan's eyes widened upon hearing this. She never expected her good brother to say such a thing. She kept making "mmm" sounds, probably cursing Chen Wencai.

Yun Jin scoffed, her wrist flicking slightly, the blade drawing even closer to Chen Wencai: "What kind of hero? Open your dog eyes and see, I'm your great-aunt!"

"Aunt, Aunt?" Chen Wencai was stunned for a moment. When he saw that the person in front of him was Yun Jin, he was first stunned, then reached out to push away the blade in front of him. "So it's my wife! What kind of joke are you playing with my husband? Put the knife down quickly, be careful not to hurt yourself. This blade is so sharp, what if you cut yourself? My husband will be so heartbroken."

Yun Jin saw that Chen Wencai's status was displayed as: Favorability: -32%.

Why is this person so determined to marry the original owner of this body? It seems it's not for love!

At this moment, Yun Jin had no time to think about anything else. Her eyes flashed, and with a flick of her wrist, the boning knife slashed fiercely at his arm.

With a "splat", the skin was cut open, and blood gushed out instantly, flowing down the arm.

"Ouch—!" Chen Wencai screamed in pain, his favorability rating instantly plummeting to -58%. His previous smug grin vanished, and he clutched his bleeding arm, his eyes wide with rage. "You bitch, you dare hurt me?!"

"Try swearing again!" Yun Jin shouted sharply, the tip of the knife pressed against his throat once more. "If you dare utter another word, I'll slit your throat right now and send you to meet the King of Hell!"

A chilling killing intent washed over him. Hearing the cold, ruthless tone in her voice, Chen Wencai finally became truly afraid. He winced in pain, his voice trembling as he gasped for breath, "What...what do you want?"

Yun Jin stared at him and asked, word by word, "I'm asking you, has that marriage certificate been registered at the yamen?"

Chen Wencai's eyes flickered, his pupils darting around in their sockets twice: "It's registered! It's all on file with the government. You're now a member of the Chen family, there's no running away!"

Yun Jin's lips curled into a cold smile, her eyes so chilling they could freeze a person: "Registered? Then let's get a divorce. Even if I, Yun Jin, never marry again, I would never marry a scoundrel like you."

Chen Wencai clutched his still-bleeding arm, his forehead beaded with cold sweat from the pain, yet he still steeled himself and said, "Divorce? I paid to marry you so you could carry on the Chen family line. You want a divorce before even consummating the marriage? No way! I, Chen Wencai, never do anything that doesn't benefit me!"

"Losing money?" Yun Jin's eyes sharpened, and she pushed the boning knife forward. "Then I'll just have to 'lose my husband'!"

The cold touch and the stinging pain on his neck made Chen Wencai shudder. He then realized that the woman in front of him was serious and was not just trying to scare him!

"No, don't hit me!" he pleaded frantically, his voice trembling. "I agree! I agree to a divorce! I'll write the divorce papers right now! Please, put the knife away..."

Yun Jin snorted coldly, slightly withdrawing her knife but still pressing it against his neck, not allowing him the slightest movement: "You're smart enough to know what's good for you. Where's the pen and ink?"

Chen Wencai swallowed hard, wincing in pain, and hurriedly said, "Where...where are the writing brushes and ink in this new house? There are some in the study...I'll go get them!"

Yun Jin shook her head, her eyes wary: "You can't go."

As she spoke, she casually pulled out a rope and tied Chen Wencai up, then threw him on the ground to make sure he couldn't move.

He then bent down and dragged the trembling Yu Xiang out from under the bed, tearing the rag out of her mouth.

Just as Yu Xiang was about to exclaim in surprise, Yun Jin took out a dark pill from her spatial storage and stuffed it into her mouth without saying a word.

Caught off guard, Yu Xiang swallowed it, her face instantly turning deathly pale. Her eyes widened in terror: "What...what did you give me to eat?!"

"Poison," Yun Jin said calmly. "If I don't give you the antidote within three days, you'll die a horrible death!"

"No! No!" Yu Xiang was terrified, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing repeatedly. "Young mistress, spare my life! Please give me the antidote, I'll do whatever you say!"