When She Stops Being Dramatic novel Chapter 300

Chapter 300: Chapter 115: The Green Tea Female Supporting Character in a Period Novel (2)

When people feel slighted, their words are bound to get nasty:

"Heh. I’d say her days as a pampered princess are numbered. Without Jiang Wenhua pulling strings for her, let’s see how comfortable she’ll be."

Another voice chimed in. "Exactly. She’s the village chief’s daughter. You think she’s going to let her man wait on another woman? The girl might play nice, but the village chief’s wife is no fool..."

The women’s voices carried, their rising and falling tones drifting clearly into the room.

The woman on the bed had an almost sickly pallor. Her features were fine and slender. A severe coughing fit had left her eyes glistening and her cheeks and the corners of her eyes flushed a feverish pink, lending her an unexpected allure. Her nose and mouth were small and lovely, more delicate than a porcelain doll sent as tribute.

Yet she was a particularly theatrical, artsy type. She spoke and acted as if possessed by Lin herself, taking everything so seriously it was suffocating. Even in these surroundings, she still managed to live a life of refinement.

Jiang Zishi glanced at her, a trace of his old infatuation still in his eyes. But in the end, reason—worn down by more than a year of hardship in the countryside—had won out.

He set two bowls on the low kang table, which was carved with a design of magpies on plum branches. "Chi Yun’er," he said in a low voice, "there’s meat and eggs today. Eat something. Don’t punish your own body."

"And don’t take what those people outside are saying to heart."

"Yes, I rescued Comrade Bian Yumin. And yes, I held her in my arms in public and gave her artificial respiration as an emergency measure to save her life."

"But my conscience is clear. For your sake, I have to marry Comrade Bian Yumin!"

Chi Yun’er lowered her gaze, toying with her slender fingers. Her voice was husky from coughing, but it still managed to stir a sense of restless heat in the sweltering summer air.

"Jiang Zishi, I’ve told you many times: I didn’t push her into the river."

"Are you deaf, or do you really think I’m so obsessed with you I’d stoop to murdering a rival?"

"Did you have to be so eager to jump in and save her? To act so cautiously, so humbly, groveling in the dust, just to make sure all the blame fell squarely on me?"

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