Transmigrated as Cannon Fodder — I Rise to Female Lead Through Hard Work-Chapter 75: Only I Can Treat You Like This

Yi Roujing watched Hu Ailing drink the porridge before going home. Just after leaving Ding Jianshe’s house, she saw Ding Ancheng at the door. With a gentlemanly presence like bamboo, vigorous and upright, these words came to Yi Roujing’s mind just by looking at his stance.

"Let’s go home for dinner." Ding Ancheng held Yi Roujing’s hand and led her home.

"Am I meddling too much?" Yi Roujing sighed, "If I hadn’t told Hu Ailing about her pregnancy, would today’s events not have happened?"

"It’s not related to you. If it wasn’t discovered today, it would have been in a few days. Since she had that thought, it was inevitable." Ding Ancheng softly comforted.

"But Hu Ailing’s path will be tough from here on." Yi Roujing couldn’t help but lament.

"Everyone has their own life; how many can you interfere with? Besides, you’ve already helped her. Without your previous help, her family would have only scolded or beaten her, and the child would have been lost earlier." Ding Ancheng reassured.

"At least now she knows the child existed. She won’t blame herself, and whatever her future holds, no matter how others help, it’s useless unless she sees clearly for herself. We just need to assist her as much as we can."

"But now everyone outside is saying she lost the baby by falling herself."

Ding Ancheng touched Yi Roujing’s hair and said, "No matter how the baby was lost, the blame will be pushed onto her, but as long as she knows the truth in her heart, that’s what matters."

Yi Roujing sighed.

The rare sumptuous dinner found Yi Roujing barely eating half a bowl. Li Hongying, having heard the situation from Ding Anmin, didn’t say much, only adding, "There’s meat porridge in the pot; if you get hungry, have some more later."

"Mm, thanks, Mom." Yi Roujing looked at Li Hongying, eyes filled with gratitude. She truly felt lucky to have encountered such a family.

That night, the usual division in bed was gone, and there was no need to take out the cotton coat, as Ding Ancheng shook the blanket to cover them both. Knowing Yi Roujing was feeling low, Ding Ancheng kept whispering comfortingly until she fell asleep.

Waking up the next day, sure enough, Yi Roujing found herself in Ding Ancheng’s embrace. Stunned for a moment, her forehead felt warm, followed by a gentle peck on her nose.

Since their relationship deepened at the guesthouse, Yi Roujing noticed Ding Ancheng became somewhat affectionate, seizing any chance to kiss her — on the forehead, cheek, lips — and felt it perfectly natural.

"You’re my wife, only I can treat you like this." Yi Roujing’s thoughts were written all over her face, making Ding Ancheng chuckle and say, "If you feel you’re at a loss, you can always get it back."

Yi Roujing wasn’t as thick-skinned as he was. She rolled her eyes at him and got up, "I’m going to check on Hu Ailing."

Yi Roujing found Huang Kaiying already there when she went next door. Truly a warm-hearted person.

"Ajuan, I’m not saying you’re wrong, but now you know Ailing can have children, isn’t this a good thing? Once she’s recovered, she can have a healthy grandson for your family in a few months. Why talk about divorce?" Huang Kaiying said, unimpressed.

"It’s not something I, as an old woman, can decide. It’s those two young ones who have made up their minds." Wu Ajuan feigned righteousness, "I’ve even tried to persuade them."

"But Ailing feels guilty for having kept Jianshe childless for so many years. Now that she finally conceived, she couldn’t protect it herself and feels she owes him, insisting on the divorce."

Huang Kaiying wanted to curse out loud. Wu Ajuan’s talent for telling blatant lies was truly high.

"Jianshe, what do you say? You’re a proper worker with knowledge. You should understand the principle of not abandoning a wife during hard times." Huang Kaiying reasoned with Ding Jianshe; as long as he persisted, the marriage wouldn’t end.

"I, I’ll listen to Ailing."

"Kaiying, let it be," came Hu Ailing’s weak voice, yet her words were filled with resolve.

Hearing this outside, Yi Roujing turned and left. With Huang Kaiying around, Hu Ailing wouldn’t be wronged.

However, today was bound to be lively, as Hu Ailing’s family arrived, quite a number, and all robust men. The gist of their words was demanding compensation. Hu Ailing lost her child, suffered physical and mental trauma, and the Ding Family had to be responsible.

But with Hupozi there, those people wouldn’t gain anything.

This time, though, Hu Ailing stood her ground, refusing more than needed. But the Ding Family had to cover the medical expenses, or she wouldn’t proceed with the divorce.

Hupozi, after cursing, finally gave Hu Ailing fifty yuan and two menstrual pad coupons.

With Huang Kaiying and Hu Ailing’s family present, it was agreed to handle the divorce paperwork after Hu Ailing finishes her confinement period, which must be completed at her in-laws’.

Ding Jianshe and Hu Ailing’s affair was the talk of the team, with some questioning if Hu Ailing had indeed lost the baby by falling herself, yet as Hu Ailing didn’t deny it, the chatter slowly died down until newer gossip surfaced.

Yi Roujing almost visited Hu Ailing daily, bringing her food and seeing her gritty determination and resolve grow in her eyes. Yi Roujing wasn’t sure whether to feel glad or sad.

Ding Ancheng stayed home for almost three days, updating the family on their couple’s room progress and the plan to go to the provincial city on May Day. The family voiced no objections, silently more pleased, happy to see the couple’s relationship improving.

When Ding Ancheng left early Monday morning, he took Yi Roujing’s junior high school diploma. He didn’t let anyone else in the family send him off, just Yi Roujing. Before dawn, alone on the road, he boldly held her hand.

"Yiluo, I again..."

Seeing Ding Xingye and Song Yiluo ahead, Yi Roujing suddenly pulled her hand away, feeling like a mistress caught by the rightful wife. She didn’t know what Ding Ancheng was thinking at that moment...

Yi Roujing glanced back at him and saw visible discontent in Ding Ancheng’s eyes, which was directed at her, causing a moment of confusion.

"Ding," Song Yiluo quickly approached from a distance, followed by Ding Xingye, "Are you going back to the county? I happen to be heading to the mountain to gather herbs."

"Ancheng," Ding Xingye grinned at Ding Ancheng.

Song Yiluo subtly distanced herself from Ding Xingye, her hands somewhat fidgety. Yi Roujing hadn’t expected Song Yiluo to be so fond of Ding Ancheng already, even though he was a married man.

"You two keep busy, we’ll be on our way," Ding Ancheng said dismissively, reaching to grasp Yi Roujing’s wrist and continuing past them.

"Yiluo..."

"Xingye, you should call me Song from now on."

Disappointment flickered across Ding Xingye’s face, but he quickly put on a smile, "Song, let’s go. I found some new ones; you should take a look."

"Mm, okay."

Listening in on the conversation behind them, Yi Roujing twitched her mouth, feeling like it was burning bridges after crossing, leading people on despite having no interest. Truly...