My Beloved Super Fierce Wife-Chapter 282: Give her a profound lesson

Lin Qingmu glanced around the bright and spacious room, his expression turning cold.

It’s truly never enough for some people.

Even with such superior family conditions, they still covet what would take others at least a decade of hard work to achieve.

The disparities in this world really leave you speechless.

Lin Qingmu quickly left the room.

"Brother Lin, what’s that smell? Is something burning?" Heihou peeked into the room.

Want to know what he did?

But Lin Qingmu pulled him out before he could find out.

"...If you don’t want to get caught red-handed, you better scram," he said calmly.

Heihou panicked upon hearing this.

His feet slipped like marbles, and he dashed out in an instant.

Xia Ru was hidden in the dark, casually thrown into a corner.

Lin Qingmu didn’t notice and stepped on her again.

Pressing down so hard that even the person on the ground, who had passed out, trembled in pain.

Such excruciating pain that one would feel it even while unconscious!

"Why did you leave the person here?" said Lin Qingmu casually.

Heihou’s face was filled with grievance, "This place was convenient to move to and also hidden, could there be a better spot than this?"

When doing something bad, you have to be discreet...

Lin Qingmu, speechless, said, "Fine, you take the person back then."

"What? I should take her back?" Heihou asked, shocked and apprehensive.

He hurriedly gestured with his hands and shook his head.

"No, no, no. I don’t want her as my wife!"

"My mother said, to find a wife, you should look for someone with a broad backside and sturdy waist, good for bearing children. This person’s as thin as a ghost, not to mention my mother, even I am not satisfied."

In the countryside, the ability to work is the priority for a wife.

This frail, skinny person here? I could knock out three like her with one punch. What good is she for work, to be treated like an ancestor?

Lin Qingmu’s face darkened with scorn as he glanced sideways, "Do I look like the kind of person who would screw over his own brother?"

Xia Ru, with her conniving mind like a hornet’s nest, does not deserve a brother with such an honest and straightforward nature.

Heihou breathed a sigh of relief and obediently hoisted the person onto his shoulder.

"Whatever Brother Lin says, I’ll do."

Anyway, his Brother Lin wouldn’t let him suffer a loss.

Lin Qingmu patted his good buddy on the shoulder and said, "Dump her in the mountains. Whether she lives or dies, it’s up to her fate."

The mountains by Heihou’s place might be out of the way, but they aren’t fatal.

He didn’t want Xia Ru’s life; he just wanted to teach her a profound lesson.

If she really died, it would be because her luck had run out.

"Got it," Heihou responded.

He carried Xia Ru as if he was carrying a bundle of firewood, his steps incredibly steady.

"Thanks for the trouble. I’m going to drive out soon; I should be able to get another batch of goods. I’ll need your help again," Lin Qingmu said.

Upon hearing this, Heihou grinned like a 200-pound simpleton.

His eyes narrowed into slits.

"Sure thing, thank you, Brother Lin."

Being included by Brother Lin was his good fortune.

Last time he’d helped out a bit and made a buck.

With that money, he bought a pound of meat to take home, delighting his family.

Lin Qingmu smiled and said, "...Don’t mention it."

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By early July, the weather grew hotter and hotter.

Even with fans installed at the Textile Factory, the oppressive heat still made people irritable.

That day, Zhang Qingqing, carrying some items, came to the Broadcasting Station.

The little comrade who swore she’d never apologize eventually conceded and admitted her mistake.

After apologizing, without waiting for Lin Tang to speak, Zhang Qingqing headed towards Zhou Peiyu... and the loudspeaker next to her.

With an inner sense of shame, she read the apology letter ’publicly’.

Her tone, initially reluctant, gradually became natural.

After finishing, she looked towards Lin Tang.

She bowed solemnly.

"I’m sorry, Secretary Lin!

I spread rumors about you out of jealousy, wanting to ruin your reputation with public opinion. My actions were underhanded and wrong. Please forgive me."

Zhang Qingqing’s tone sounded quite sincere.

She hadn’t turned off the broadcasting when she apologized, so her voice broadcast throughout the entire factory.

This was Zhang Qingqing’s little trick.

She was afraid that after she apologized, Lin Tang would deliberately make things difficult for her.

After all, judging by the Xia Family’s downfall, Lin Tang was fully capable of getting rid of her job.

Lin Tang was, of course, aware of her little scheme and didn’t feel anything extra in her heart.

The person in front of her was just an insignificant passerby in her long life.

Not important at all!

Moreover, Zhang Qingqing apologizing publicly in the factory and having her apology on the bulletin for some time

were nearly akin to social death; there was no need to be overly concerned.

Otherwise, she would come across as petty and vindictive.

These thoughts flashed through her mind.

Lin Tang’s lips curved into a standard international smile, "...it’s good that Comrade Zhang is willing to change."

"How important is one’s reputation?

Especially for female comrades; gossip is truly a knife that can kill.

I hope Comrade Zhang will take this as a lesson and avoid gossiping about others, striving to be a new youth with ideals, ambitions, and aspirations."

She wasn’t only speaking to Zhang Qingqing but also to all the comrades in the factory.

Gossip can melt gold and decay bones.

The power of rumors has always been terrifying.

Zhang Qingqing was stunned for a moment; it seemed she did not expect Lin Tang to say these things. She said, "...I understand, thank you, Secretary Lin."

She acknowledged the title ’Secretary Lin’ with heartfelt respect.

She even began to understand why so many people liked Lin Tang.

After Zhang Qingqing left, Lin Tang shared the gifts she had brought with her colleagues, including those in the administrative department.

With this, the rumor incident came to an end.

That day at noon, Lin Tang and Qin Suqing went to the cafeteria together.

Right after they finished eating, a chubby woman brought over a skinny man.

Looking at their figures, one chubby and one thin, it seemed as if all the best food at home had gone into the chubby woman’s belly.

Lin Tang stood up and pulled out a chair.

"Chubby Auntie, Comrade Wu..."

Qin Suqing also greeted them with a smile.

"After Secretary Lin and Comrade Qin have finished eating, Chubby Auntie and I have come to disturb you," Wu Hongjun said with a smile, a glimmer of shrewdness in his eyes.

Lin Tang smiled slightly, "Not at all, it’s good for me that Comrade Wu could come."

If he had come, it meant he was interested in the brigade’s sauce.

Wu Hongjun’s face showed a smile, and he said, "Secretary Lin has read my mind thoroughly!"

"The sauce your brigade makes is indeed good. The factory would like to purchase some, starting with five hundred bottles of chili sauce and five hundred bottles of mushroom sauce. If the comrades respond well, we will order more later."

Joy appeared on Lin Tang’s face.

The quantity was truly beyond her expectations.

"Great, I’ll get everything ready as soon as I get back."

The villagers were going to be happy.

Elsewhere.

Lin Aiguo, along with a few good friends, went out to look for sales opportunities.

Holding a printed list, he went to the places on paper.

He wore a neat, semi-new outfit, appearing calm and composed.

Under his arm was something resembling a briefcase, very much the part of a salesperson.

The young men following behind Lin Aiguo looked at the imposing factory and felt somewhat intimidated.

"Aiguo, will anyone be willing to buy our chili sauce?" one person said.

They are factory workers after all, what good things haven’t they seen?

The others also hung their heads, appearing quite discouraged.

Once out of the village, they learned how vast the outside world really was.