Chapter 5: The fire you start, you put out yourself.

Utter disgrace!

A grown man is cornered by his young wife, who questions his competence!

Zhao Wenchang could suppress his anger, but his blood and qi, which were not under his control, surged to the top of his head and rushed straight down to his body.

His usually calm and collected smile faltered, and his voice took on a dangerous tinge: "So you want to know? Then you can try."

In the darkness, Jiang Wanqiu listened to his heavy breathing, a triumphant smile curling at the corner of her lips, completely disbelieving his stubbornness.

Her restless hand continued downwards.

The muscles beneath the fabric were taut like stone.

Further down...

It was scalding hot.

Jiang Wanqiu's heart skipped a beat!

Goodness...

While she was still in a daze, a large, iron-like hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"hiss……"

Zhao Wenchang was incredibly strong, as if he could crush her bones.

Jiang Wanqiu winced in pain, and her playful thoughts were instantly extinguished by the brute force.

She suddenly felt a little scared.

In her past life, she lived like a widow, but in this life... this is the first time she's been so close to a living, breathing, and vigorous man.

They've gone too far!

She involuntarily took a step back, her voice trembling.

"Are you angry? I... I was just kidding."

She chickened out.

Just then, the light bulb above my head, which had a bad connection, lit up again with a "zzzz"!

The dim light, though not very bright, was enough to illuminate everything in the room clearly.

Jiang Wanqiu subconsciously looked up and met Zhao Wenchang's eyes.

Those eyes were now bloodshot, like an enraged wild beast staring intently at its prey.

One glance was enough to make Jiang Wanqiu's legs go weak and her heart tremble.

She turned her head away in a panic, not daring to look again, and stammered as she tried to find a way out.

"Well, uh... let's deal with the light bulb first, it's easy for someone to bump into something in the dark..."

Before he could finish speaking, the light went out again with a "snap".

The room fell into dead silence and darkness once again.

Jiang Wanqiu's heart skipped a beat, and before she could react, a tremendous force pulled her over.

In a dizzying moment, she was pulled tightly into the man's arms.

His warm, heavy breath, like sparks, sprayed against her neck, sending shivers down her spine.

"Bang--"

In the chaos, someone's leg knocked over a wooden stool by the wall, making a dull thud.

The two of them fell together onto the cold ground.

"You started this mess yourself, and now you want to run away?" The man grabbed the woman's wrists and pulled them above her head, holding them tightly.

The next second, Jiang Wanqiu felt a sharp pain in her shoulder.

He actually took a bite!

"Ah!" she cried out softly in pain.

The pain of teeth embedded in flesh was crystal clear, but immediately afterward, a secret and unfamiliar pleasure, as if alive, secretly seeped out from between the bones, flowing tingling and numbly throughout the body.

Her whole body went limp.

In the darkness, the two people were like two clumsy wild beasts, tearing and entangled with each other based on instinct.

The rustling of fabric against fabric and the heavy breathing mingled together, making the air in the dilapidated mud-brick house feel scalding and sticky.

After an unknown amount of time, the man's violent movements gradually ceased.

He simply buried his head in the crook of her neck, motionless, but his body was still trembling slightly.

The two of them pressed tightly together, their hearts pounding, each beat louder and heavier than the last, as if they were about to leap out of their throats.

Just then, a series of indistinct footsteps and voices came from outside the courtyard, seemingly from villagers returning home late.

"...The wind is really strong today..."

"That's right, hurry home and get on the kang (heated brick bed)..."

The sound came from afar, then gradually faded away.

This sudden commotion was like a bucket of cold water, instantly waking the two people who were confused and infatuated.

They snapped out of their daze and hastily separated.

In the darkness, no one could see anyone else's face; they could only hear each other's disordered breathing.

Jiang Wanqiu's face burned. She straightened her disheveled clothes, cleared her throat, and took the initiative to break the deadly silence.

"Cough...it seems this lamp really isn't working."

The next second, a sharp pain shot through her cheek. Zhao Wenchang grabbed Jiang Wanqiu's chin with one hand and pulled the woman close to him. The two were brought incredibly close, and Zhao Wenchang stared into the woman's eyes: "I'll let you go this time, but next time, you won't be able to escape so easily."

He got up from the ground and reached out to help her up.

The two of them, one after the other, walked out of the house in the dark to borrow a light bulb.

A gust of cold wind cleared Zhao Wenchang's head considerably.

He looked at the petite figure in front of him, thinking that Jiang Wanqiu was truly unfathomable.

When I first met her, she was gentle and quiet, like a figure from a painting who had stepped out of a southern water town.

But just now... those bold words, that proactive flirting, it was like they were two completely different people!

After walking a few steps, Jiang Wanqiu suddenly stopped and turned around. In the moonlight, her eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.

"About tonight..."

She paused, her tone extremely serious.

"Don't worry, I will take responsibility for you."

Zhao Wenchang stumbled and nearly choked on his own saliva.

He was at a loss for words, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

These words...aren't these words supposed to be said by a man?

He reached out and tugged at the woman's soft cheek: "You've got some nerve, coming here to make decisions for me."

"It hurts so much, what are you doing?"

Jiang Wanqiu tilted her head to free her face from the man's grasp and rubbed it.

The goods have been inspected and are genuine; the price is fair and honest.

She's accepted this future husband!

She had already made up her mind to confront the elders of the Zhao family and get the marriage arranged as soon as possible!

As the two were talking, they saw Granny Zhao walking back with something in her hand.

When Zhao Xiaohua saw the two of them, she came up to them and said, "The light bulb inside was broken, so your grandma and I went to your Uncle Zhang's house to get a new one."

Ma Jinhua asked from the side, "How did it go, Wanqiu? Did your talk with Wenchang go smoothly?"

Jiang Wanqiu glanced subconsciously in the man's direction. Zhao Wenchang met the woman's gaze, his eyes narrowed in a half-smile, his voice tinged with mockery: "What are you looking at me for? I've already 'performed' it."

The man's words were suggestive, causing Jiang Wanqiu's ears to start to burn uncontrollably. She shyly took Zhao Xiaohua's arm, her voice clear and crisp.

"That's fine, Auntie. As long as you're capable, that's all that matters! As for earning money to support the family, I'll take care of that!"

In her past life, she raised her child alone and opened the city's first clothing store when the private economy had just opened up. What hardships hadn't she endured?

With her hands and feet and a magical space, she still has a way to turn her family's life around and make them live a good life!