MGASC -Chapter 11 The Wife Is Truly Fierce, Husband, I’ll Make You Work Like a Beast

“Speak up. You’ve been acting all day—what exactly are you up to?”

His hands weren’t gentle. Zhang Qiao’s delicate skin had been pinched painfully.

Annoyed, she struggled free and snapped, “Of course I’m helping you!”

Lin Tianyue sneered coldly. “Helping me?”

He was curious why she suddenly seemed to lose interest in Wang Mingqing. Turns out she had found an even bigger backer.

“Trying to trade favors with me to force me to let you and your backer have it your way? Zhang Qiao, if you want a divorce, there’s no need to go to such lengths. I could—”

“I’ve never seen anyone forcibly put a green hat on themselves! Lin Tianyue, don’t you feel uncomfortable being cuckolded?”

“I…”

Zhang Qiao’s once playful face turned cold. She looked up at the towering man before her, his chest broad and firm.

She wanted to tease him a little. Crossing her arms, she provocatively said, “Lin Tianyue, how about this: if I’m really here to help you, with no hidden agenda, then from now on, until divorce, I call the shots in this house. Deal?”

“You still want to run the house?”

Lin Tianyue sounded as if he’d just heard a fairy tale. Her running the house? More like wrecking it.

“I’m just asking if you dare to bet,” Zhang Qiao said, fuming. Her rebellious spirit was practically bursting through the roof.

“If you truly have no ulterior motives this time, then in this house, whatever you say goes. I’ll work for you like a beast, no complaints!”

Hearing him give in, Zhang Qiao’s interest peaked. She fetched paper and a pen from the staff and handed them to Lin Tianyue. “Come on. Words alone aren’t reliable. Let’s put it in writing, so you can’t back out.”

Lin Tianyue looked at the blank sheet in her hand. Was this necessary?

Seeing her serious expression, his temper flared. Almost spitefully, he snatched the paper and signed it with a full set of seals.

Zhang Qiao looked at the note, feeling triumphant.

Husband, still acting all tough? Just wait—you’re about to be played!

Soon, the closed doors of the conference room in front of them opened. The county leader, Secretary Ma Chunlai, hurried up to Lin Tianyue and warmly shook his hand.

“Xiao Lin, I’ve got good news. After our unanimous decision—and especially after listening to Director Zhou’s opinion—the county committee has decided to revoke the punishment against you. Isn’t the feed at the farm waiting? Quickly, get it transported. If there aren’t enough trucks, the county committee will cover it!”

Lin Tianyue froze, a tingling running through the back of his head.

“…What does that mean?”

Secretary Ma patted his shoulder heavily. “It means you need to work hard from now on! The market in Xiangshui County is about to be revitalized. Xiao Lin, you must lead everyone, work hard, and grow prosperous! Director Zhou and I both have great expectations for you!”

Lin Tianyue’s Adam’s apple rolled violently. He’d heard it clearly.

But he hadn’t expected happiness to come so suddenly, so quickly.

Just now, Secretary Ma had explicitly said it was Director Zhou’s recommendation that led to the revocation of his punishment.

That Director Zhou…

Lin Tianyue suddenly glanced at Zhang Qiao. She was standing proudly, chest out, smiling at him arrogantly, as if saying: “See? You guessed wrong. I told you I was here to help you!”

Lin Tianyue asked, “Then… what about Wang Mingqing?”

Secretary Ma replied, “Director Wang did have issues with his attitude. We’ll consider what penalties to impose on him next.”

Before he finished, the conference room doors opened. Several leaders escorted Zhou Junlin out, while Wang Mingqing trailed behind, looking ashamed, like a frost-bitten eggplant.

At the emergency meeting earlier, he—always flamboyant and attention-seeking—was singled out for severe criticism. He was accused of holding back Xiangshui County’s path to prosperity. The new Director Zhou had criticized him harshly and sternly. According to the Secretary, his position might even be revoked…

Wang Mingqing could never have imagined that the proverbial hammer would drop on him instead.

Secretary Ma went to exchange pleasantries with Zhou Junlin. Zhou Junlin, seeing Lin Tianyue, came over to chat warmly, praising him for his ideas and progressiveness, encouraging him to work boldly, and to cherish his marriage with Zhang Qiao.

He even mentioned that Zhang Qiao had acted bravely today to save his daughter.

Zhou Junlin’s every gesture was open and honorable. Lin Tianyue’s face burned hotter and hotter, embarrassed and red.

So it was true—he had been overthinking.

Zhang Qiao and Zhou Junlin were innocent. She had only saved his daughter.

Thinking back to the nonsense he’d just said, Lin Tianyue wished he could slap himself.

Zhou Junlin still had social duties. As he left, he reminded Zhang Qiao, “Comrade Zhang Qiao, don’t forget our agreement.”

Zhang Qiao knew he meant tutoring. “Don’t worry, I’ll be diligent and responsible.”

Everything had been resolved perfectly. Even after leaving the county committee compound, Lin Tianyue still felt like he was dreaming.

“Sister-in-law, you’re amazing. Today, thanks to you, that Wang scumbag will finally be punished. Brother Yue, after all this time being bullied, we can finally hold our heads high.”

“Sister-in-law, turns out you’re also Director Zhou’s lifesaver. This time, you’ve done a huge favor!”

“Sister-in-law, sit down. Are you thirsty?”

For a while, Zhang Qiao became the center of attention. Lin Tianyue’s brothers swarmed her, asking questions, fawning over her. Only he lingered on the outskirts, looking at the woman at the center—smiling, beautiful, and elegant—with embarrassment, self-reproach, and confusion.

Something was off. Could one person really change so much in such a short time?

A few days ago, she had taken all the household money and intended to leave. Yet now, she had suddenly changed her demeanor.

Why?

Lin Tianyue didn’t dare imagine the good reason. After all, someone long immersed in darkness doesn’t dare hope for light.

After a moment, Lin Tianyue crushed the cigarette in his hand and walked over, ordering a few men to quickly fetch the trucks for transport.

Chen Gang gave a knowing look, and the group dispersed like birds.

Zhang Qiao, tired from the day, proudly waved the paper at Lin Tianyue. “Lin Tianyue, I won. Remember what you promised.”

Lin Tianyue, knowing he was in the wrong, nodded.

“You get back to work. I’m heading home.”

Zhang Qiao picked up the basket she had left on the ground. She hadn’t bought much today—just some things for taking Xiaoxiao to the hospital—but it was still a bit heavy.

Lin Tianyue snatched the basket. “I’ll take you to the station.”

The words “No need” nearly slipped from Zhang Qiao’s mouth, but she swallowed them.

Lin Tianyue walked silently toward the station. Zhang Qiao, in a good mood, hummed a song she liked, Confession Balloon, which Lin Tianyue had never heard before. He listened quietly all the way. It was actually quite pleasant.

The station was not far from the county committee compound. Once there, Zhang Qiao took back the basket.

Lin Tianyue’s gaze fell on her slender waist.