The speaker was Wei Bao, who didn't need anyone else to set him up; he simply smiled slyly and said to Luo Meili.
"This acquisition station opened by Wu Yong, I own half the shares, but I know nothing about business. It would be perfect if you married me and managed the business affairs together."
"Heh heh, you've been a widow for so many years; it's time to find another man, no? The fields must be fallow by now, how about I plow them nicely for you?"
"Ha ha ha..."
Zhang Yulian, Wu Yong, and the lackeys Wei Bao brought with him, all burst into laughter at this point.
None of the villagers dared to speak up for Luo Meili at this time.
Although Luo Meili was a widow, she had always kept herself clean, except for that one time with Zhang Xiaoshan, and calling her a virtuous and brave woman was not an overstatement.
Faced with Wei Bao's humiliation, she was furious beyond control.
She stepped forward in one stride and harshly slapped Wei Bao across the face.
"Ouch."
