He only let go of Su Wanwan when she was almost out of breath.

Both of them were panting heavily.

His lips, glistening with moisture, rested near hers, his nose touching her nostril, waiting for her to breathe evenly.

Just as he was about to kiss her lips again, Su Wanwan turned her head away.

"I need to talk to you."

The man's eyes were dangerous: "We'll talk about it later."

As he spoke, he picked her up and headed towards the bedroom.

His lips met hers again, and the kiss was deep, his breathing heavy and rapid, as if he had been holding back his emotions for a long time and desperately needed to release them.

Su Wanwan was worried about his internal injuries, so she didn't dare to struggle or let him hug her, and was easily led to the bed by him.

"Are you crazy? Your injuries haven't healed yet!"

She quietly stopped him.

The man held her tightly in his arms, his tone tinged with a hint of resentment:

"You know that?"

I stayed at her house for so many days, and she left early and returned late every day without ever showing her face.

They never asked him a single question.

Because she was mindful of Zhou Wanxiu, who was in the west wing, Su Wanwan didn't want to directly cause a scene with him, so she said softly:

"Stop messing around, I'll make you osmanthus cake when I get back tomorrow."

The two of them were stunned as soon as they finished speaking.

The atmosphere was somewhat tense.

Su Wanwan felt very embarrassed. How could she have blurted out such a sentence? It was like... coaxing a child.

He was clearly a wild beast who was about to tear her apart and devour her, extremely dangerous.

Lu Xingjian's hand rested on her waist, gently caressing it.

"Seriously?"

"Yes, it's more real than real gold."

Su Wanwan tried her best to ignore the burning hot hand and pretended to be calm.

She was originally the owner, but for his safety, she removed all the cooks and cleaners from the house, and now the entire house is filled with his people.

Ultimately, they never fulfilled even the slightest duty of hospitality.

Lu Xingjian chuckled softly, then lowered his head and kissed him again.

Su Wanwan's mind was a complete mess.

He knew exactly how to please her.

But a taut string in her mind kept reminding her that she couldn't.

This kind of behavior is unacceptable and has no bottom line.

When he released her lips again, panting, she finally found a chance to speak: "No!"

The man's lustful eyes stared intently at her: "Reason?"

"It's too dirty!"

Su Wanwan placed her hands between their bodies, making a final resistance.

The man chuckled twice and whispered something in her ear.

The string in Su Wanwan's mind snapped completely.

...

Zhou Wanxiu leaned tightly against the door, suppressing the urge to rush to the east wing.

Tears flowed like a burst dam, surging and raging.

What good would it do for her to go?

If I discover their affair, will they target me as a result?

But they are the ones who made the mistake!

They engage in illicit relations without any matchmaker, and they don't even care about saving face!

Zhou Wanxiu wiped away her tears and walked out with a death-defying attitude, knocking on the door of the east wing without hesitation.

The knocking on the door pulled Su Wanwan back to reality, and her whole body tensed up instantly.

Zhou Wanxiu's voice came in: "Aunt Wan, there's something I forgot to tell you."

Su Wanwan hurriedly and frantically tidied her clothes.

Lu Xingjian, however, held her hand, preventing her from leaving: "Let her come in and take a look, so as to avoid any further trouble."

Su Wanwan slapped his hand away: "Don't you want me to live?"

After saying that, she turned around and pulled up the soft blanket that barely covered his waist to cover him properly, and warned him sternly: "Don't do it again."

He was still recovering from his illness, and he was far too eager for sex.

Lu Xingjian took her hand and kissed it, a gentle, languid smile playing on his lips: "Whatever you say."

He looks like a tamed lion, very obedient and well-behaved.

That tender gaze, with a hint of coquettishness.

Su Wanwan's eyes softened slightly as she quickly relayed Yang Ting's opinion:

"You should still meet him, so that my message won't be inaccurate."

The man on the bed was unusually agreeable at this moment, giving her a gentle glance and saying, "You said it yourself."

Su Wanwan sensed that his words had a hidden meaning, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She simply said:

"I'm leaving."

As Zhou Wanxiu listened to the rustling of clothes and the hushed voices of men and women in the room, her body trembled uncontrollably.

My blood was boiling.

shameless!

Su Wanwan, you're shameless!

He was fooling around with the man I liked right in front of me!

And they even told me some nonsense about "not being able to get it, having already lost it," and said they were paving the way for me!

Is this how you pave the way for me?

Spread it on his bed?

You despicable woman!

Feelings of grievance and anger overwhelmed her, making her want to kick open the door and rush in to catch her husband cheating.

But she didn't dare.

How dare she be so presumptuous in front of her cousin Xingjian?

She took a deep breath and pounded on the door harder.

The door was pounded on loudly.

The guards stationed in the front yard were all alerted.

Squeak.

The door finally opened from the inside.

A warm breeze wafted in from inside the room.

Zhou Wanxiu wanted to go in, but Su Wanwan blocked her way.

Zhou Wanxiu peeked inside, but didn't see anything.

I could only vaguely see that the bedroom light was on and a few pieces of clothing were lying on the floor.

The east wing is divided into three rooms: the south one is the study, the middle one is the living room, and the north one is the bedroom.

Su Wanwan left the room and quickly closed the door behind her.

She wouldn't let Zhou Wanxiu in.

The ambiguous atmosphere in the bedroom hadn't dissipated yet, and once Zhou Wanxiu entered, everything would be exposed.

She asked, feigning composure, "What is it?"

Zhou Wanxiu did not hide the hatred in her eyes. She looked Su Wanwan up and down a few times, but in the end, she swallowed her resentment and anger.

After a long pause, she slowly said, "There is a gentleman surnamed Xiao who sent word that he will be going to the Ministry of War's residence tomorrow to discuss the donation, and asked if you will be there."

Su Wanwan paused, clenched her hands, and quickly pulled Zhou Wanxiu back to the west wing.

These days, she deliberately avoids Xiao Bin to avoid completely angering Lu Xingjian and taking her anger out on Xiao Bin.

"How did you reply?"

Zhou Wanxiu said somewhat irritably, "How would I know how to answer? I'll just say I don't know."

It was as if Zhou Wanxiu was Su Wanwan's maid.

Su Wanwan looked at Zhou Wanxiu, who was in a fit of anger, and didn't know what to say.

Zhou Wanxiu questioned, "You said you would pave the way for me, but did you do it?"

Su Wanwan said, "Otherwise, why would I let you stay here?"

Zhou Wanxiu laughed twice, her eyes filled with tears, and said sharply, "You're really funny. Is this what you call paving the way?"

"Are you deliberately making me see it but not touch it, tormenting me every day?"

Su Wanwan paused.

Zhou Wanxiu no longer concealed her resentment towards her.

"That's all I can do. He doesn't like you, and there's nothing I can do about it," Su Wanwan said bluntly.