Chapter 81 Chapter 81 About Sexual Matters

There are many ceremonies and grand procedures for wealthy families to hold funerals, including setting up the wake, public memorial service, and funeral procession. What's more, the death of the eldest daughter of the Wu family, who was a very important figure among Hong Kong businessmen at the time, the ceremonial process would be even more rigorous and complicated, so a large number of people from both the political and business circles came.

Authoritative Chinese news outlets reported the incident, and media from Malaysia, Singapore, the United Kingdom and other countries also rushed to Haizhou.

Countless people crowded outside the rose-patterned iron gate, just to get first-hand information about the inside story of the death of a wealthy family, or to take gossip photos of a celebrity to attract attention.

Rather than a funeral, it was more like the Song family taking advantage of this opportunity to strengthen their political and business connections. Consequently, hundreds of servants were kept busy, with few paying attention to the second floor of the villa unless the masters ordered something to be delivered.

But last night, Song Yucong slept with Tao Ning in his arms, occasionally waking up to touch the forehead of the person next to him to see if the temperature had dropped. Apart from that, he did not call the servants to disturb the hard-earned peace.

Tao Ning nestled in Song Yucong's arms. The person behind him had a very low body temperature, and he was running a low fever, so his perception of the surrounding temperature was slightly abnormal. Song Yucong hugged him from behind, and Tao Ning felt like he was being hugged by a tall human-shaped ice cube.

He felt cold and wanted to move, but Zhao Jingqun had taught him a lot recently, so Tao Ning knew it would be better for him not to move at this time, otherwise Song Yucong would accuse him of talking nonsense again.

It was quiet, the only sound they could hear was the sound of each other's breathing. The bedroom was perfectly soundproofed, but occasionally, the faint sound of a car could be heard outside the window. Tao Ning knew it was someone coming to the Song family's funeral, and they had invited a high monk to chant. Tomorrow was a public memorial, and if the flames died down, Tao Ning would go down to pay her respects as well.

He missed Tao Yuan, Xiao Meng, the system, Ayun... and Zhao Jingqun and Xu Jun.

"Song Yucong." Tao Ning turned her back to the person behind her. "Tell me the truth, why did you fire Ayun?"

There was silence for a long moment. After a moment, the man snorted coldly, followed by a muffled voice. Tao Ning could feel the vibration of his chest, "I'm going to put Song Rongguo in jail and make him stay there until he dies. I'll also sell this manor. What's the point of keeping those servants? They're not good people. Humph... Stay out of my business."

When the man said these words, his tone was awkward and arrogant, but the hatred in his words was not concealed at all, as if he was a trapped beast about to break out of the cage, turning around and biting everyone in the cage to death, except for those related to Tao Ning.

So that's how it is. Tao Ning felt like a dark cloud was floating over his head. According to Song Yucong, something big might happen to the Song family soon. He knew the reason, but he would not persuade Song Yucong to let go of the past grudges. He would only worry about him.

"Oh...be careful then." But after thinking for a long time, Tao Ning didn't know how to comfort him. "If you need me, I will do my best to help you."

The arm around his waist tightened, and a chuckle came from behind him, the sound of which was filled with unconcealed joy. "What can a country bumpkin like you do to help me?" The voice then became dull. "You're so sick... you can't even take care of yourself. Just stay by my side."

Tao Ning's kindness was misunderstood. He lightly kicked the person behind him and whispered, "Why not? If you don't do your job well and they want to arrest you, I can tell you how to run the easiest way."

The country bumpkin not only lacked a conscience, but also became sharp-tongued. Song Yucong was so angry that he pressed down on his rebellious legs, bringing them even closer. With the slightest movement, they could feel each other's heartbeats and emotions.

The charming warmth spread silently, and Song Yucong's anger disappeared in an instant. In the dim light, he stared almost obsessively at Tao Ning's exposed ear tips and her swan-like neck behind her broken hair.

Holding the tender and beautiful girl in your arms, you can't help but want to take a few bites.

After a moment, he looked away uncomfortably, then Song Yucong let go of the person in his arms, especially the lower body, and asked tentatively: "Hey, country bumpkin... have you... have you ever done that kind of thing?"

"What's up?"

"...something like that."

After a moment of silence, Tao Ning said, "If you don't tell me, I won't know what it is."

He didn't know that the person behind him blushed and said in a more serious tone, "That's the kind of thing!"

Tao Ning fell silent again. After a long while, she turned over and stared at the man in front of her with flashing eyes and a red face. She said helplessly, "I really can't guess what it is."

Song Yucong was so angry that he blurted out through gritted teeth, "You slept with someone!" The moment he said this, Song Yucong stared at Tao Ning's facial expression. He didn't expect that this country bumpkin didn't show any reaction at all, not even a hint of shame. He was furious, and his face instantly became ferocious. "Did you sleep with someone else behind my back?!"

Tao Ning didn't know how to answer because someone had just questioned him not long ago. Although the method of questioning was different, the content of the questions was similar.

He wanted to be honest. Regarding kissing and sex... his perception and experience of these things only came from the three people he had captured. It wasn't that he rejected those things, but Tao Ning's interest was not in them.

But for now, all he could do was appease the person. Tao Ning said, "No."

As expected, this sentence instantly extinguished the invisible bomb that Song Yucong was about to ignite. He snorted coldly, "I don't think you dare. Don't forget, you are still my slave. Your...your body can only belong to me."

Tao Ning had a good memory and reminded him, "The slave relationship in our contract only lasted while you were recuperating from your injuries. Now that your injuries have healed, we are all equal citizens. Moreover...the slave society existed in name only thousands of years ago."

Song Yucong was so angry that smoke was about to come out of his head. He glared at him and said, "Am I discussing slavery with you? You country bumpkin, you've become a fool after reading so much. Shut up!"

Tao Ning was silent. He never thought that there would be a day when he would be called a fool for studying, and it was said by someone he thought was stupid.

He wanted to clarify the matter with Song Yucong, but the man in front of him suddenly turned over with a loud noise, turned his back to him, and ignored him.

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The next morning, the family doctor came to check on Tao Ning again, confirming her fever had subsided before leaving. A servant gave Tao Ning a black suit with a white chrysanthemum boutonniere. Almost every mourner wore the same outfit, one after another, like a hypocritical puppet in a delicate shell.

Song Yucong went out in the early morning and came back just when Tao Ning had changed her clothes. He seemed to still be angry about last night. When he looked at Tao Ning, his nose was not a nose and his eyes were not eyes.

Finally, he snorted heavily, "There are a lot of people at the public memorial. You must follow me closely and don't wander around."

Tao Ning didn't realize that he was still angry, and just said "Oh" very honestly.