Chapter 119 It would be best if we could get in touch with the Song family.
"Miss, this is a soup that the young master asked me to make. He said it's to help you nourish yourself and prevent you from getting sick." The butler respectfully placed the soup on the table.
Li Chunxia glared at the housekeeper unhappily, and the housekeeper immediately turned around and went downstairs.
Li Chunxia stroked Peng Yarou's hair. "Rou'er, just listen to your mother. We won't marry Yang Zeyan, okay?"
Peng Yarou looked at Li Chunxia with tears in her eyes, "Mom, I don't want him, I want him! Why should I give him to that country woman!"
Seeing that Peng Yarou wouldn't listen to her no matter what, Li Chunxia had no choice but to go downstairs to find her sons.
Meanwhile, her son was asking the housekeeper a lot of questions, all about Peng Yarou's situation.
"Tell me, is your sister crying again?"
"Are your eyes red, little sister? Are you very sad?"
"Is my little sister refusing to eat?"
The three of them kept talking, and Peng Hai, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand it anymore. "You all move aside and let the butler answer one question at a time."
The housekeeper was in a very difficult position. She had only been in the room for a few seconds and had already displeased the madam, so she had no mood to pay attention to Peng Yarou's situation.
She wanted to shake her head, but was afraid of upsetting the host, so she could only lower her head, at a loss.
The group was so anxious they wanted to pry the housekeeper's mouth open; they all looked at her with worried expressions.
When Li Chunxia came down, she saw this scene. Her face darkened, and she asked, "What are you all doing?"
Several men immediately swarmed up to Li Chunxia like a flock of birds.
"We want to know how my sister is doing? Did she break something? Is she hurt?" Peng Guohang asked anxiously, one foot already about to step out.
“She’s fine, she’s just having a moment of despair and still wants to marry Yang Zeyan. She won’t listen to what I’m saying,” Li Chunxia said, frowning.
"It seems that what elder brother said was right; younger sister is determined to marry Yang Zeyan." Peng Guohang's face was grim.
“The most urgent thing is to make your sister give up on Yang Zeyan, but no matter what I said, she wouldn’t listen. She accepts Yang Zeyan regardless of whether he’s a second-time bride or not. She’s like she’s bewitched,” Li Chunxia sighed.
Li Chunxia couldn't help but worry when she thought of her woman's cold eyes. She instructed her son, "You two take turns watching your sister recently, and don't let her do anything foolish again."
Peng Guohang looked puzzled. "Mom, what could my sister possibly do? She's such a kind person. When she's wronged, all she knows is to go back to her room and hide away to cry."
Li Chunxia glanced at her son and said sternly, "Just do as she says, and wait until she calms down before we talk about it."
After the group reached an agreement, Li Chunxia winked at her husband and went upstairs. Her husband then had his sons watch over their daughter as she went upstairs.
Once inside the room, Li Chunxia took off her cloak, revealing her shapely upper body.
Upon seeing this, Peng Hai immediately closed the door and went over, hugging Li Chunxia from behind.
"Madam, are you angry?" Peng Hai asked gently.
Li Chunxia rubbed her forehead, and Peng Hai immediately massaged it for her.
"It's all because of your daughter. She won't listen to anything I say, and it's giving me a terrible headache," Li Chunxia complained.
Peng Hai swept her up and carried her to the bed. Li Chunxia scolded angrily, "The baby is still down there, don't do anything rash."
Peng Hai, however, didn't seem to care at all. "What does it matter? It's not like this is the first time we've done this. Come on, let me serve you!"
His words reminded Li Chunxia of the words the housekeeper had interrupted her with, and she raised her hand to touch Peng Hai's eyes and spoke tenderly.
"Day, between me and that woman, who's more powerful?"
Peng Hai was determined to conquer the woman beneath him, and without thinking, he blurted out, "Of course it's you! That woman is like a dead fish, she has no passion whatsoever!"
Li Chunxia smiled smugly upon hearing this, but quickly put on a wronged expression, "But she gave you three sons..."
Peng Hai hugged her and comforted her, "It was a last resort at that time. Fortunately, you recovered and gave birth to Guoqi and Rou'er."
When the woman couldn't see him, he spoke with a cold look in his eyes, "As for that woman, she deserved to die. Who told her to want to marry Yang Qiming!"
The remaining woman frowned upon hearing this. "You care about her?"
Peng Hai quickly composed himself and explained, "That's not true. I just can't let the Yang family be better off than ours!"
Li Chunxia's expression softened after hearing this. "Fortunately, Rou'er looks like that woman. Is that why Yang Qiming has always wanted Rou'er to be Yang Zeyan's wife?"
Peng Hai sneered, "He had better keep Yang Qiming's thoughts to himself and not scare our Rou'er, or I'll make sure he dies a horrible death!"
Li Chunxia's face darkened. "You still want Rou'er to marry Yang Zeyan? Didn't we agree on the Song family?"
Peng Hai immediately explained, "Chunxia, I'm only keeping the Yang family as a backup plan. If I can get involved with the Song family, that would be best. If not, having the Yang family is still pretty good!"
Li Chunxia finally relaxed, and her thoughts were now under her control.
Peng Yarou didn't leave her room until dark. When Li Chunxia came out, she glanced at her room.
Finally, she went in to comfort her, "Rou'er, your father has agreed to give Yang Zeyan another chance to be evaluated. Just wait patiently."
Peng Yarou's face was still downcast. Li Chunxia sighed and walked to her side. She leaned close to Peng Yarou's ear and whispered a few words.
Peng Yarou's face immediately turned red. She looked at her mother in shock, "Mom, how could you say that? I'm not that kind of person!"
Li Chunxia's expression remained unchanged. She looked at Peng Hai, who came out of the room with a beaming smile, and said, "Look, if you serve a man well, he'll give you whatever you want."
Peng Yarou saw her father beaming with pride. She had seen this scene countless times before. She never knew why her father, who used to look unhappy, would be in a better mood after going back to his room for two hours. Today, she finally understood.
“Mother, shouldn’t the man take the initiative in this kind of thing?” Peng Yarou asked, her face flushed.
Li Chunxia looked at Peng Yarou and snorted disdainfully, "The highest level is how to make a man take the initiative. You just stand there, do nothing, and he will lean on you."
“In the past, Yang Zeyan might not have been interested in women because he had never tasted them, but after he has, things will be different. Where can you find a country woman with such a fresh and beautiful appearance as you?”
Peng Yarou still looked unsure, "But he avoids me even when I get close, how could I possibly let him get near me?"
"Moreover, that woman is no ordinary person; she has probably already won him over."
Li Chunxia revealed a gloomy face, "That woman could seduce him, so can you. Soldiers have plenty of energy!"
Li Chunxia fell into deep thought after hearing her words. She was also very pleased to see her woman starting to consider it, as this was her unique skill!
Peng Yarou quickly raised another question, "Then what do I need to do to make him willing to get closer to me?"
Li Chunxia walked up to Peng Yarou and, in front of her, reached out and lifted the outer robe of her silk nightgown.
"Just like that, let it out, half-hidden, half-revealed." Li Chunxia pulled Peng Yarou's silk camisole down below her shoulders.
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