Chapter 19: Come on, Fight! Scratch! Go Wild!

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The Widow Jiang dating Lu Feng???

The crowd watching was dumbfounded, then burst into laughter.

Here was a fine young man, an outstanding cadre at the factory, yet he was supposedly dating a widow!

Who would believe such a thing?

Just then, Wu Jinzhu hurried through the crowd, pushing people aside and pointing at the smug Widow Jiang as she shouted, “Jiang Peiqin, you shameless old woman! How old are you and still trying to take advantage of my son? Stop spouting nonsense here!”

Wu Jinzhu yelled and charged forward, clawing at Jiang’s face and hair, and the two women tumbled into a messy scuffle.

Screams and shouts filled the air; it was a pitiful and ugly sight.

The local security team wanted to cover their faces in embarrassment, begging them to stop fighting, but the women ignored them. Men and women tried to intervene, pulling and tugging, but it was a chaotic scene.

With the security team present, the onlookers wisely stayed at a distance, content to watch the spectacle unfold.

Widow Jiang was notorious in the neighborhood; some women even shouted insults at her without hesitation.

She had only herself to blame for living an unseemly life.

Lu Feng was also to blame—such a promising young man, a well-educated youth and a known modern poet in Red Fifth Street, yet deep down he was a scoundrel, sneaking into a widow’s home at night.

Appearances can be deceiving, just as the sea’s depth cannot be measured by a bucket.

Some quietly shook their heads, realizing they had misjudged him.

Captain Qian of the security team ordered Lu Feng, “Separate them! Any issues can be sorted out later at the station.”

They intended to take someone in.

Lu Feng’s heart tightened; just as he was about to intervene, Zeng Qingwen arrived. Hearing the slanders and insults around, her mind went blank. She burst into the room and slapped Lu Feng three times in quick succession.

She was about to continue when Lu Feng stepped back and dodged.

Zeng Qingwen, both furious and hurt, looked as if she wanted to devour him. Lu Feng, who had been composed until then, finally began to panic.

“Qingwen, it’s not like that. Don’t listen to their lies, I—”

Lu Feng tried to argue, but Zeng Qingwen wasn’t having it and grabbed a stool, smashing it down toward his head.

No wonder she had the reputation of a spirited and heroic second female lead. Tian Xiang gaped, instinctively feeling she couldn’t compare.

Everyone inside and outside the courtyard was stunned; no one expected this young woman to not only strike but also wield a weapon.

Before anyone could react, Lu Feng’s eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

By then, the two women who had been fighting finally stopped.

Wu Jinzhu lunged at her son, crying, “Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng! Zeng Qingwen, who gave you the right to hit my son? What authority do you have? It was your Zeng family who opposed this match. Whatever my son does is none of your business. Who do you think you are? You’re nothing!”

Wu Jinzhu shouted at the top of her lungs, while Zeng Qingwen didn’t stay long, tossing her hair and walking away.

Wu Jinzhu inside the room sobbed uncontrollably, and the crowd in the courtyard whispered and pointed.

Just then, Lu Feng’s father, arriving late, rushed in and, with the security team’s help, carried Lu Feng off to the district health clinic.

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Widow Jiang, her hair disheveled and face streaked with blood, tried to flee but was stopped by the security officers.

“Comrade Jiang Peiqin, please come with us.”

Widow Jiang was taken away, accompanied by Tian Xiang and some concerned elderly men and neighbors who had come to catch the thief.

Since the incident had drawn the attention of the security team, a thorough investigation was inevitable. All parties had to provide their statements.

At the local police station, the elderly men pointed at Tian Xiang.

They didn’t know much; it was the young woman who had claimed a thief had entered Widow Jiang’s courtyard, and they had come to catch the culprit.

Tian Xiang nodded.

Yes, she was the one who had called them.

But she was in the right!

Who wouldn’t be wary upon seeing a suspicious figure sneaking into a yard?

She was acting out of civic duty, a vigilant and caring citizen.

The two investigators nodded, showing no blame. This was indeed the proper course of action.

Yet no one expected that the person caught was not a thief, but a seducer.

After the statements were recorded, Tian Xiang quietly asked the investigator, “Would this kind of case be prosecuted? What usually happens in such situations?”

Since the case had not been classified, no information could be disclosed.

But seeing Tian Xiang’s sincere and kind demeanor, the investigator revealed a little,

“Generally, if it doesn’t involve breaking up a family and is merely a matter of personal misconduct, those with employers are handled by their units, and those without are referred to the local community authorities.”

Tian Xiang asked, “And what about Lu Feng?”

She didn’t care how Widow Jiang would be dealt with; her concern was the scoundrel lying in the clinic.

“That depends on the investigation after he wakes up.”

This matter involved many parties, so the investigator couldn’t say for sure.

It was nearly ten o’clock, so Tian Xiang had no choice but to leave first.

Outside the police station, under a tree by the roadside, Meng Cheng’an was waiting with his bicycle.

She hadn’t expected him to still be there.

Tian Xiang hurried over to thank him.

Earlier, with so much chaos, she hadn’t had a chance to express her gratitude.

Zeng Qingwen’s timely arrival had ensured her plan’s success.

Seeing her smile brightly, Meng Cheng’an asked, “So this is the big event you mentioned?”

Tian Xiang nodded, “Yes!”

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Meng Cheng’an smiled, “You just confessed everything to me like that. Aren’t you afraid I’ll tell Lu Feng?”

Tian Xiang shrugged, “Everyone must be responsible for their own actions. I’m not afraid if he finds out; do as you please.”

Before coming out, Tian Xiang had checked her forehead in a mirror. The label of the heroine still clung to her.

So she didn’t care. It would be best if she and Lu Feng became enemies, never speaking again.

She spoke openly and honestly, not out of bravado or jest.

Meng Cheng’an looked at her with disdain, “Silly.”

Tian Xiang blinked.

Meng Cheng’an said, “I was the one who called Zeng Qingwen. If I tell on you, I’m just telling on myself.”

That made sense.

Tian Xiang laughed, “Sorry, Officer Meng, for dragging you into this.”

Meng Cheng’an lowered his head, kicked a pebble, then looked at her, “It’s getting late. I’ll escort you home.”

Indeed, it was late, but...

Tian Xiang stared at his forehead, just as he lowered his head. The white mist on his brow reformed, and his role shifted from Supporting Character 99+ to Minor Villain 14.

Changing labels twice in one evening—his character development was remarkably swift!

And going from supporting role to villain didn’t bode well.

Minor Villains usually appear only in certain scenes or segments, causing some trouble for the protagonist but not altering the overall story.

It seemed his role shift was a consequence of helping to summon Zeng Qingwen.

Tian Xiang felt a bit embarrassed.

She had implicated a background character; she didn’t know if Lu Feng would take revenge on him.

Tian Xiang said, “By the way, keep your distance from Lu Feng lately. Don’t provoke him, understand?”

She had decided to confront Lu Feng and clarify everything, taking full responsibility so others wouldn’t get caught up in trouble because of her.

Meng Cheng’an nodded, “Got it.”

The two rode their bicycles back to Sanli Alley.

Meanwhile, at the Tian residence, Hu Honglian stood anxiously at the main gate.

“It’s almost ten o’clock. Didn’t the dance end at nine? What’s wrong with that girl? Even if she got along well with Xiao Lu, she shouldn’t be this late and still not home!”

“No, from now on, we have to enforce a curfew. Unless there’s an exceptional reason, she must be home before eight…”