Who is it?

Su Wan looked warily toward the doorway, and casually pulled out the hairpin that held her hair back and hid it in her sleeve.

The person who came was Yang Yaozu, the nephew of the Yang family whom the original owner had met when he was escaping.

Yang Yaozu had long coveted the original owner of the body, but because the original owner was engaged at the time, Yang warned him not to harm her.

Even if you want to make a move, you have to wait until the time is right.

It seems that Madam Yang probably felt the marriage was a done deal, which is why she allowed Yang Yaozu to come over.

The original owner hadn't even had time to avenge being captured by him, yet he himself had delivered himself right to their doorstep!

Yang Yaozu had a face full of fat, and he was clearly not a kind person. His triangular eyes darted around Su Wan.

Su Wan hid her hands in her sleeves, gripping the sharp hairpin tightly, but her face was full of surprise: "Cousin, you've finally come."

"Cousin, how did you know I would come?" Yang Yaozu asked, somewhat surprised.

I didn't expect Su Wan to be so agreeable today; she usually avoids me like the plague. Could it be that she's afraid of marrying that sickly man tomorrow and doesn't want to?

If that's what my cousin thinks, then things will be much easier from here on out.

Su Wan didn't answer him, but asked instead, "Does my cousin intend to just watch me marry that sickly man who's about to die?"

"Of course not," Yang Yaozu said with a lewd grin. "I'm just here to keep my cousin company." With that, he stretched out a fat, greasy hand and reached out to touch Su Wan's face.

Su Wan gently dodged to the side and went to the window to look outside.

The sky outside was dark and gloomy. Several servants were guarding the woodshed; I estimated there were five of them.

These are people sent by the Yang family to monitor her.

Yang Yaozu was annoyed at his failure and was about to lose his temper when Su Wan interrupted him.

"Cousin, what's the rush? The night is long, we have plenty of time,"

She walked back to the table and smiled at him.

That smile seemed to light up the entire dimly lit room, like a luminous pearl shining brightly in the night.

Yang Yaozu was so engrossed in watching it that he kept swallowing his saliva.

He had been involved in the world of pleasure for many years. Since he was thirteen and learned about matters between men and women, he had tasted all kinds of women, but none of them could compare to the beauty of the woman in front of him.

From the first time he saw Su Wan, he had been captivated by her, but due to his aunt's stern warning, he had refrained from making a move on the beauty before him. Now that he finally had the chance, how could he let it slip away so easily?

The thought of such a stunning beauty lying beneath him soon must be incredibly pleasurable.

Thinking of this, a surge of heat rose in his lower abdomen, and he longed to immediately embrace the beauty and ravish her on the spot.

Su Wan was almost disgusted by his lewd gaze and quickly urged, "Cousin, it's such a good thing to have outsiders around. Go and chase away the servants outside, so we can have a proper talk all night long."

Yang Yaozu stared at Su Wan and licked his lips, but didn't move.

Su Wan's heart tightened.

Before she transmigrated, she was a student who had only learned how to hold a scalpel, but had never held a murder weapon. Now, she was about to use a hairpin to stab someone; it would be a lie to say she wasn't nervous.

Despite her nervousness, she maintained a calm demeanor.

"What's wrong? Does your cousin not want to?" She turned away, feigning anger.

Yang Yaozu hurriedly said, "No, no, I'm willing, I'm willing. After I send all the servants away, my cousin can't refuse me anymore."

Su Wan turned around and said with a smile, "Of course, I can't wait either..."

I can't wait to eat kidneys.

"Alright, once I get everyone out of the way, my cousin can scream all she wants. I'll make sure she's so happy she won't want to leave, hahaha!"

Su Wan suppressed the discomfort rising in her stomach and lowered her head, pretending to be shy.

Seeing her shyness, Yang Yaozu laughed even more triumphantly, turned around and went out to chase away the servants in the courtyard, telling them to get far away from him.

The servants were originally there to guard Su Wan. When Yang Yaozu drove them away, they tried to argue, but he scolded them back.

"Get out of here right now."

Yang Yaozu was arrogant and domineering, and the servants dared not offend him, so they had no choice but to leave the courtyard.

Su Wan looked out the window, a slight smile playing on her lips. This Yang Yaozu was quite cooperative; he'd chased away the servants, making things much easier for her.

When Yang Yaozu returned, Su Wan was already sitting at the table, holding the hairpin in her hand, winking at him, and beckoning him.

“Cousin, I’m here,” Yang Yaozu rushed toward Su Wan. “I’ve already sent the servants away, so you can’t hide from me this time.”

Su Wan didn't let him get close, but instead reached out and tugged at his sleeve, pulling him to sit down on a chair.

"Cousin, please have a seat. Shall I serve you?"

The girl smiled gently, like a spring breeze, yet a hint of coldness flickered in her eyes.

Yang Yaozu didn't even notice, and swallowed hard: "Okay, okay."

Su Wan moved behind him, her gaze lingering on the back of his head for a moment, a smile playing on her lips, and whispered, "Cousin, close your eyes first, I promise I'll make you feel like you're in heaven..."

Yang Yaozu didn't expect Su Wan to be so proactive. He closed his eyes and smiled, "Cousin, hurry up."

"That's okay too."

Su Wan casually agreed, took out the extremely sharp hairpin from her sleeve, and her gaze fell on the Fengchi acupoint on the back of Yang Yaozu's head.

The Fengchi acupoint is located on the back of the neck, in the occipital region, one inch directly above the midpoint of the posterior hairline, directly below the external occipital protuberance, in the depression between the two trapezius muscles. Proper needling can treat many ailments; however, if the needle is inserted too deeply, the person will experience general weakness and be unable to speak normally.

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