The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 158: It’s My Husband Who Has Something to Hide, Not Me

Chapter 158: Chapter 158: It’s My Husband Who Has Something to Hide, Not Me

The alley was silent, with nothing but a few cries from a raven outside.

The cries were weak and feeble.

The raven’s body was wrapped entirely in gauze, only its eyes, the size of green beans, were exposed.

It couldn’t fly, nor could it hop. It couldn’t get onto the tree at the Wei Family’s door and could only lie on the pit under the tree.

Its head was buried in the soil, pretending to be dead, motionless.

Footsteps approached from the other end of the alley.

"Sir, just ahead."

Yang Weiweng led the way, "This is my first time here, so I’m not sure if it’s appropriate."

He Xuran casually glanced around.

He found it peculiar.

Compared to the bustling streets of Ze County, the alley was secluded, yet the location was ideal for living, with easy access to everywhere.

Of course, this was no match for He Xuran’s several private residences in Shangjing.

But...

If you didn’t have the right connections, buying a place here would be extremely difficult.

Even dressed in ordinary clothes, He Xuran’s tall and graceful stature, like well-grown bamboo, couldn’t be concealed. Aside from the Jade Token proving his identity as a member of the He Family, he wore no other adornments.

He Xuran intended to keep a low profile.

But even so, the difference between him and Yang Weiweng was stark.

Yang Weiweng, being a County Magistrate, wore a cotton coat that had been washed until it faded.

He Xuran wasn’t an oblivious noble unaccustomed to the hardships of common folk.

Medical visits and medicine costs money for ordinary families.

How could one afford to buy a house here?

He Xuran inquired, "I heard you say earlier that the Wei Family isn’t well off, right?"

Yang Weiweng didn’t think too much about it, "Yes."

"Both the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are weak women and rarely go out. The roads are slippery in the snow; the ox cart is shabby and cold, making them shiver as they speak, with no relatives in town or county."

"The lord knows thugs come from poor rural areas, and there haven’t been a few cases these days prosecuting girls being snatched. Luckily the Wei Family’s new wife is dark-skinned and not particularly attractive, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, what if something happened?"

As they spoke, the two finally reached the end of the alley.

Yang Weiweng glanced at the half-old, tightly closed door of the Wei Family.

"Sir, it should be this house."

He Xuran: "Hmm."

Yang Weiweng took a few steps forward and knocked on the door.

"Is anyone there?"

He Xuran sensed something was off and moved towards the shallow pit under the big tree.

He Xuran: ???

What is this!

Strangely shaped.

It looks rigid like a mummy.

He Xuran frowned and was about to take a closer look.

"Who is it? Coming."

A clear female voice came from inside.

He Xuran’s attention was somewhat diverted.

He stopped paying attention to the raven.

After all, he didn’t think it mattered what it was.

Suddenly, there was a creak as the door was opened from inside.

The girl was fair-skinned, her head wrapped in a triangular kerchief, her eyes as clear as autumn water, with a seductive tear mole at the corner.

The strands of hair beside her cheeks softly brushed her face in the breeze. Her luscious lips carried a smile, as radiant as spring flowers, as bright as the autumn moon.

Yu Tingwan was a bit surprised to see Yang Weiweng.

Yang Weiweng was stunned.

"You..."

Yu Tingwan then saw He Xuran behind Yang Weiweng.

He Xuran was also looking at her.

His pupils suddenly darkened, his brows unknowingly knitted. His eyes, deep and dark, seemed to surge with stormy waves, viewing her with scrutiny and unconcealed astonishment.

As their eyes locked, Yu Tingwan’s heart skipped a beat.

Why has He Xuran come!

Yang Weiweng clearly didn’t recognize Yu Tingwan, "Sorry, sorry, I knocked on the wrong door."

It was only then Yu Tingwan remembered she had forgotten to smear ash on her face.

She was quite grateful to Yang Weiweng.

Yu Tingwan smiled, "Hmm."

Then she openly slammed the door shut with a bang.

After doing so, a little panic appeared on Yu Tingwan’s face, she lifted her skirt and rushed back inside.

The girl carefully closed the room door.

"I’m done for."

She said to the sickly Wei Zhao, "He Yushi is outside."

"It looks like Yang Weiweng came to see you, and he came along."

"You should hide quickly, don’t let him see you."

Wei Zhao also heard the commotion outside.

He didn’t show the slightest panic, just propped himself up to look at Yu Tingwan.

Yu Tingwan thought about every corner of the room where someone could hide.

Wardrobe?

No, too small.

Ceiling?

No, she couldn’t get him up there.

Finally, she settled on a spot.

"How about you compromise and hide under the bed, husband?"

Wei Zhao: ...

No, he didn’t want to suffer such indignity.

Wei Zhao: "This is my home."

Yu Tingwan: ...

Indeed.

Who hides from outsiders in their own home.

Wei Zhao said calmly, "We’re not secretly seeing each other."

True enough.

Wei Zhao is now Wei Shen.

They were considered husband and wife.

Would they fear someone coming to catch them, saying she is harboring a man in her house!

But...

Yu Tingwan: "If we don’t open the door, they shouldn’t force their way in, right?"

Wei Zhao: "Yang Weiweng wouldn’t, He Xuran..."

Yu Tingwan: "Mr. He should be a gentleman."

Wei Zhao: "He would."

After all...

Wei Zhao’s eyes flickered slightly and he said slowly, looking into the girl’s eyes, "He saw you."

Yu Tingwan: ???

"The one who can’t be seen is you, not me. Doesn’t my husband understand this!"

Rong Di wasn’t there, Shunzi wasn’t there.

There was no one to take Wei Zhao away silently.

The girl’s gaze lingered on a spot, silent for a long time.

Following her gaze, Wei Zhao looked over.

Then...

His eyelid twitched hard.

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Locked outside, Yang Weiweng felt deeply apologetic,

He Xuran had entrusted him with a heavy responsibility, allowing him to jointly investigate the disaster relief grain case, which clearly showed he valued his abilities.

But...

He had even led them to the wrong place.

Yang Weiweng’s face flushed red, "Sir, it’s my fault; I must have taken the wrong alley!"

He made a gesture of invitation.

"It should be the next alley ahead."

He Xuran, however, did not move.

That face...

Without deliberate disguise, it looked more similar.

He Xuran’s breath became somewhat rapid.

Faced with corpses in a murder case, he could remain unflinching, but now...

The world is vast, coincidences happen, but if it were not a coincidence?

He Xuran somewhat dared not think further.

"Sir?"

Yang Weiweng: "You..."

Just as he said a few words, He Xuran steadied his mind.

"Knock again."

Yang Weiweng: ???

Though he didn’t understand, he complied with whatever the superior said.

The rhythmic knocking once again resounded.

It was unclear how long he knocked, but there was no response from inside.

Yang Weiweng turned his head, "Sir..."

He Xuran: "Kick it open."

Just then, the door was finally opened again.

The girl peeked out halfway.

"Is there something Mr. Yang needs?"

Yang Weiweng: ???

That voice!

He looked at Yu Tingwan in a daze, somewhat incredulous, "Mrs. Wei?"

"It’s me."

Yang Weiweng was stunned.

He quickly came to his senses.

Of course, women always have to cover their looks when they go out; otherwise, it’s too dangerous.

But he didn’t understand.

Yang Weiweng stammered after a while, "Then... why did you close the door earlier?"

Yu Tingwan innocently said, "Didn’t Mr. Yang say you knocked on the wrong door?"

It seemed... to be the case.

Yang Weiweng felt it made sense.

It was his lack of attention!