Han Xiuzhe's eyes narrowed, and he quickly wrapped the two of them in the blanket.
Zhang Yanyan's face was still flushed as she poked her head out and scolded, "You... why didn't you knock before coming in? Don't you have any manners?"
Han Xiuzhe turned his head and said coldly, "Get out."
Ata cursed, "This is the first time I've ever seen this kind of scum. Boss, don't hold back, beat him up."
Qi An raised the corners of his mouth, only to see Han Xiuzhe say disdainfully again:
"Song Xinlan, do you think you can get my attention like this? Don't dream, I will never like you, so give up now."
Qi An, of course, didn't hold back. He stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Yanyan's hair, and slapped her hard across the face twice, making her see stars.
Then he yanked him out of bed and threw him naked onto the cold floor.
Zhang Yanyan's face was red, swollen, and chapped; she lay on the ground, shivering from the cold.
Qi An grabbed the back of her head by the hair, forcing her to look up, a playful look on his face:
"Knowing that the other party already has a wife, you still brazenly enter their home and roll into bed with them in broad daylight. How dare you even mention the word 'manners'?"
Qi An's actions were too swift; by the time Han Xiuzhe reacted, Zhang Yanyan was already kneeling on the ground with a swollen face.
He quickly got out of bed naked, wrapped Zhang Yanyan in a blanket, and held her in his arms.
"You bitch, what are you doing? If you have a problem, come at me. Yan Yan is innocent. She just loves me too much. She..."
Before he could finish speaking, Qi An slapped him twice across the head, knocking it to the side.
The two of them covered their faces, staring at Qi An in shock.
Qi An raised an eyebrow: "Didn't you say you were coming for you?"
Zhang Yanyan covered her face, which was numb with pain, and wanted to ask Han Xiuzhe, "Is this the weak and sickly woman you described?"
Han Xiuzhe also looked at Qi An with a blank expression. Was this still the gentle and virtuous Song Xinlan he knew?
Why are you looking at me? You're not happy?
Qi An waved his hand and slapped the two of them a few more times, impartially and fairly.
It took Han Xiuzhe a while to react. He flew into a rage and raised his hand to hit Qi An.
"You bitch, how dare you hit me? You've gone too far!"
Qi An kicked him to the ground and then struck him in the groin several more times, nearly causing Han Xiuzhe to faint from the pain.
She pursed her lips and commented on what Han Xiuzhe was covering: "Tch, it's really small."
Han Xiuzhe was sweating profusely from the pain, and so angry that his head was practically steaming. He was horrified. How could this woman suddenly become such a different person?
Not only is he incredibly strong, but his skin is also thicker than a city wall.
He still remembered their wedding night, when she was so shy she didn't dare open her eyes.
Now he can even comment on his crotch without batting an eye, with an expression of utter disgust.
This doesn't seem like the behavior of someone who has only seen a man's body once.
Could it be that she slept with another man while I was away? And that man was even older than me?
That must be it!
Otherwise, where would she get the comparison?
The more Han Xiuzhe thought about it, the more he felt like he was being cuckolded, and he was instantly furious, feeling humiliated.
Damn it, how dare this slut cheat on her husband? Who gave her the guts?
Even if he doesn't like her, she should still adhere to traditional virtues, remain chaste for him, and wait for his favor.
Han Xiuzhe was so angry at his own speculation that his face turned green. His anger at being cheated on even overshadowed his attention to Zhang Yanyan.
Qi An kicked Han Xiuzhe right in his most vulnerable spot, and he curled up on the ground in pain, unable to get up for a long time.
Zhang Yanyan hugged him, crying with a wronged expression, as if she were the original wife whose man had been stolen by a mistress:
“We love each other, you’re the one who’s superfluous. Ze Ge said he doesn’t love you at all.”
She questioned Qi An: "We just love each other, what's wrong with that?"
Just as Qi An was about to use his fist to show her what was wrong, his eyes were suddenly drawn to a splash of emerald green.
Zhang Yanyan wore a jade bracelet on her left wrist, which looked beautiful against her fair skin.
But what attracted Qi An was not that, but that the bracelet actually emitted spiritual energy.
Ata followed his gaze and was also stunned: "Huh, this looks like a magic weapon used by cultivators."
Primordial treasures are most sensitive to spiritual energy. He sensed it and confirmed:
"This bracelet is a spatial artifact. Inside, there is a spiritual spring, and the soil space is about the size of a courtyard, where spiritual plants can be grown. The owner can also hide inside if they encounter danger."
Qi An suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."
When Song Xinlan recounted the story, she guessed that Zhang Yanyan might not be a person from this world.
At the time, she just couldn't understand how a weak woman like herself, who didn't know martial arts, could appear on the battlefield.
How did she, who knew nothing about medicine, manage to save the seriously injured Han Xiuzhe?
Now I know, because she possessed a rare treasure.
No wonder it could fall from the sky; with the spiritual spring, as long as Han Xiuzhe is not dead, he can be saved.
Qi An asked, "Can we take it off her hands?"
Ata nodded: "The artifact has already recognized its owner and been marked with her soul, but once it is erased, it will become ownerless."
Qi An nodded, but did not immediately remove the mark. Instead, he made some changes so that Zhang Yan could take things out, but could not hide inside.
Ata got it, hehe, the boss is still as cunning as ever.
First, make her think she still has her trump card, then take it away and leave her in despair.
If this bracelet were worn by a cultivator, Qi An would have to destroy that person's divine consciousness to forcibly erase the mark.
But for Qi An, wearing it on the hand of an ordinary person like Zhang Yanyan was like a free takeout delivered to his door; it would be unreasonable not to accept it.
Ata was also very happy. The spiritual energy of that spring was quite strong. This trip was going to be very profitable.
When Zhang Yanyan saw Qi An staring at her wrist, she was startled. This bracelet was her greatest asset, and no one else could see it except her.
Could it be that she can actually see?
Seeing that Qi An quickly looked away, Zhang Yanyan breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be an illusion; she was terrified.
She also planned to stay in this world for a few more years, to seduce a few generals, princes, and other nobles, and make them all infatuated with her, crazy about her, and willing to bang their heads against walls for her.
Once she becomes the only white moonlight in their hearts, she will run away back to her own world, leaving them unable to let go of her for the rest of their lives.
This is the standard setup for a time-traveling woman; isn't that how it's always written in novels?
In the future, many outstanding men will love her to death; just thinking about it makes me feel so good.
But without the bracelet, she couldn't leave.
In this era without electricity or internet, it's fine to play around and date handsome guys for a short time, but she'd go crazy if she stayed here forever.
Fortunately, only she could see the bracelet.
With this in mind, Zhang Yanyan felt emboldened and continued to provoke:
"Why don't you look in the mirror and see what you look like? There's no way any man would like you."
With the nourishment of the spiritual spring, she will only become more and more beautiful. Han Xiuzhe is just the first man she has practiced with; there will be others in the future.
But no matter how many men she has in the future, each one must only love her.
Looking at this transmigrated woman brimming with superiority, Qi An was utterly speechless.
This is definitely another brainless idiot who's been thoroughly poisoned by time-travel romance novels.
What domineering CEO falls in love with me? What tyrannical emperor dismisses his harem of three thousand for me? What sickly prince, nobleman, and general fall in love with me at first sight and beg to marry me?
A transmigrated woman who possesses a spiritual spring in her space always saves men whenever she goes out. Those men are invariably of extraordinary status, either princes or nobles, or at the very least, generals.
In summary, wherever a time-traveling woman is, all other women are just ordinary and unattractive; no man can resist her charm.
To this, Qi An would say: anyone who believes that is a fool.
It's obvious that Zhang Yanyan is the stupid transmigrated woman who saved the general with the spiritual spring space.
She laughed: "Who cares if this kind of trash likes him? In your words, isn't he just a gigolo who's begging a rich woman to keep him? You think he's some kind of treasure?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yanyan exclaimed in shock, "You...you also time-traveled?"
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