How I Pampered the Tyrant Into Devotion With My Space-Chapter 48: Dayan’s Good Man, I Cuckold Myself

Anyway, we need to confirm that Pei Shu’er and Zhang Chao had an affair.

Otherwise, this scheme will fall through, and it will be hard to succeed in the future.

Moreover, we must cover Mrs. Li’s escape.

Pei Shu’er looked innocent, her eyes watery.

"Uncle, what are you talking about? I haven’t been here. I know you see me as a thorn in your side, but if you want to frame me, you have to have evidence."

Tang Peilin sneered, "Then tell me, why did you come just now? Where were you earlier?"

Before Pei Shu’er could speak, Tang Zan stepped forward from the crowd, his voice cold, his eyes icy as he looked at Tang Peilin.

"She is my wife, with me, she doesn’t need to report to Uncle, does she?"

Others quickly chimed in, "Indeed, earlier I saw Tang Zan and Pei Shu’er arrive together."

Tang Peilin was furious, Zhang Chao and his useless group!

Zhang Chao’s gang took twenty taels of silver from them, yet achieved nothing.

Truly more ruinous than helpful.

Now he could only urge Mrs. Li with his foot while maneuvering against Tang Zan and Pei Shu’er.

"Ha, who knows if nephew is protecting Pei Shu’er for his own reputation."

Pei Shu’er laughed, "Uncle, who is that woman behind you, let us take a look."

Tang Peilin’s face turned cold, then he said, "This person, when the government officer arrives, let’s hand her over to the officer."

"But I need to clear my name, this person impersonated me. If I wasn’t here tonight, wouldn’t I have to bear this blame regardless?"

Pei Shu’er looked lightly at Mrs. Li, who had awakened and was being subtly moved under Tang Peilin’s cover.

Her lips curled into a mocking smile as she walked toward Mrs. Li.

"You insolent woman, after doing such shameless things, you want me to take the blame."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Li was filled with panic and forgot her subtle escape, scrambling to stand up.

Seeing the woman’s lack of composure, everyone became more curious about her identity.

As Mrs. Li was about to make her escape, Pei Shu’er sprinted forward with the speed she’d used in her hundred-meter sprint, rushing to Mrs. Li and knocking her to the ground.

This made the marks on Mrs. Li’s fair skin even more noticeable, her panicked and near-despairing face exposed to everyone.

Some men and women blushed and looked away, while other men watched with interest.

Tang Peilin couldn’t hide his embarrassment.

He felt those men’s covetous gazes were like slaps on his face.

Pei Shu’er exaggeratedly exclaimed.

"Aunt, how could it be you? Uncle treats you so well, how could you do something to betray him?"

Now, those who hadn’t seen Mrs. Li’s face also realized this person was Mrs. Li.

This situation that Tang Peilin had blamed on her now fell on him, and using the same words.

Tang Peilin had mobilized people to catch Pei Shu’er in her infidelity, but ended up catching his own wife’s adultery.

Being cuckolded by oneself, how ironic!

Tang Peilin was breathed heavily, his chest heaving as if he was about to explode from anger.

Looking at the mocking and schadenfreude-filled gazes around him, he wished he could kill Mrs. Li.

He also wanted to strangle Pei Shu’er.

Mrs. Li could have run away, and then Pei Shu’er would surely have taken the blame.

But he hadn’t expected Pei Shu’er to be so shameless, ready to tear things apart.

What’s worse, Pei Shu’er added fuel to the fire on the side.

"I said, Uncle was so obsessed with targeting me, it turns out it was to cover for Aunt."

"Your relationship is so good; Aunt wrongs you, and you still think of her."

Indeed, he was willing to be cuckolded and even covered for his wife.

Someone mockingly said, "True Dayan man indeed."

"Indeed, earlier Tang Peilin said there were four of them."

"Oh heavens, four people."

The men exchanged knowing, lewd glances, then chuckled eerily without saying more.

Mrs. Li got up shamefully and angrily, searching for leaves to cover herself.

But she failed, eventually breaking down in tears.

Her hair disheveled made her look pitiful.

Tang Peilin vented his bottled-up rage on Mrs. Li, wishing to beat her to death.

"You whore, I treated you well, and you betrayed me!"

He mercilessly punched her head, causing Mrs. Li to fall, then struggle to rise, groveling at Tang Peilin’s feet, crying piteously.

Mrs. Li repeatedly pleaded, "Master, master, I am innocent, nothing happened."

Yet in her state, no one believed nothing happened.

Mrs. Li pleaded, "Master, trust me, we’ve been schemed against, master, don’t fall for it."

Tang Peilin refused to listen, dragging Mrs. Li like a dead dog behind a rock, kicking her harshly.

"I’ll kill this immoral harlot, if you act like this before me, what were you like when I was away at war?"

The more he thought, the angrier Tang Peilin became, hitting Mrs. Li increasingly sternly.

Mrs. Li initially had strength to beg, but eventually her pleas weakened, and finally ceased, only quietly sobbing and crying.

Tang Peilin also gradually lost his strength, finally sitting down to breathe heavily before shouting, "Get out now, I don’t have a wife like you."

Mrs. Li was so weak she couldn’t speak.

After two moments, Mrs. Li returned, limping, her steps staggered as if she might faint at any moment.

She dared not return to the main house but dared not go far either, sitting ten meters away from the main house.

She frequently glanced at Tang Peilin, seemingly wanting to explain.

But Tang Peilin, being carefully served by Aunt Lin, couldn’t be bothered with Mrs. Li.

Pei Shu’er coldly watched, lacking any sympathy.

Because she knew if she wasn’t clever, Mrs. Li’s fate that night would have been hers.

She too would have ended up estranged and isolated.

Maybe Tang Zan, the antagonist, might have been enraged enough to kill her.

In the following days, Mrs. Li was harassed by men in private.

Mrs. Li couldn’t bear it and returned to the main house, where she was harshly disciplined and turned into a maid for fetching things.

Now she had lost her daughter, and her husband had become distant.

Mrs. Li, disheartened, wanted to trouble Pei Shu’er several times but lacked the strength.

Mrs. Li was tormented beyond endurance, visibly wilting.

But her hatred for Pei Shu’er only grew with each passing day.