"Jiuzhen! Jiuzhen is awake!"
Ling Huanwu exclaimed in surprise.
One sentence, like a heavy hammer blow, completely woke up Zhou Shuyao, who was not quite clear-headed, so frightened that he fell to the ground, completely dejected.
Just now, all he could think about was sleeping with this woman, so she would still be his woman, and she would have to obediently go to Hong Kong with him.
But the next second I heard that my older brother had woken up.
Growing up under the shadow of his elder brother's imposing physique, the natural fear he felt instantly shattered his sordid thoughts.
Zhou Shuyao immediately pulled up his pants, which he had just unzipped, and ran away as fast as he could.
Ling Huanwu rushed to Zhou Jiuzhen's side to lift his pupils and listen to his heartbeat.
She gripped Zhou Jiuzhen's hand tremblingly, staring intently at it to make sure his fingers wouldn't move again.
But as time passed, she never saw his fingers tremble even slightly again.
It's as if what she just saw was all an illusion.
This moment.
Ling Huanwu completely broke down.
She cupped his face in her hands, gently kissing his lips again and again, her voice choked and hoarse, tears streaming down her face. "Jiuzhen, please wake up! Do you know that Aunt Liu and Daya are still in the space? If you don't wake up, they won't be able to get out. Please wake up! If you don't wake up, I'm going to marry someone else..."
No matter how much she cried out, the man beneath her never responded to her with the same fervent devotion he once had.
Hot tears fell drop by drop onto Zhou Jiuzhen's cheeks. She cried her heart out, completely unaware that beneath the man's lifeless, closed eyes, a crystal-clear tear slowly rolled down his cheek...
outside the house.
Zhou Shuyao ran as fast as he could, and before he had gone far, he bumped into Song Yaoyao, who was waiting nearby with a resentful look on her face. Feeling guilty, he almost screamed in the dark.
"Why...why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night?"
He patted his chest, panting heavily, looking like he'd been caught red-handed.
Song Yaoyao forced a smile, her lips twitching. "I should be asking you why you're in your brother's room in the middle of the night instead of sleeping? What, you've been holding it in for over a year and finally can't take it anymore? If you really can't handle it, you can come to me. We're a married couple, it won't make a difference if we do it one or two more times!"
Zhou Shuyao's cheeks flushed red, and he quickly tightened his belt. "Don't tempt me to make a mistake. Now that you know Zhao Jingxiang's path is blocked, you want to seduce me and then have me take you to Hong Kong? Don't dream. I will never betray Huanhuan in this life!"
Don't flatter yourself!
Song Yaoyao crossed her arms and gave him a disdainful look. "You, penniless right now, why would I go out of my way to sleep with you? I miss you..."
She glanced around and slowly leaned closer to him. "I want you to help me lure Brother Zhao to the threshing ground. Once we've consummated our relationship, your little darling's engagement with the Zhao family will naturally be null and void. How about it?"
Zhou Shuyao, who had initially looked disgusted and backed away, suddenly relaxed and beamed after hearing Song Yaoyao's idea of cheating on him.
Why didn't he think of this great idea?
He wouldn't have acted rashly just now, losing control and angering Ling Huanwu.
Zhou Shuyao smiled and nodded, offering her advice in return, "Alright, I'll invite him over to the threshing ground, give him some drinks, and there's a threshing machine there that hasn't been used in a long time, you can..."
He had barely finished speaking when he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and then everything went black as he fainted.
Song Yaoyao stared in disbelief at Zhou Shuyao, who had collapsed limply in front of her. She slowly looked up in terror, and the next second, before she could even scream, her soul had already fled in fright.
"ah……"
As soon as Song Yaoyao made a sound, Guard Ma quickly pulled off his sock and stuffed it into her mouth.
"Hah!"
The stench was overwhelming. Before Song Yaoyao could even vomit, she was knocked unconscious by the stench of the shoe in her mouth and ended up lying flat on the ground alongside Zhou Shuyao.
"Ptooey!"
Guard Ma clapped his hands and spat at the two people on the ground. "These two are a perfect match! One supports her husband's infidelity, and the other sends his wife to cheat on him. They're morally bankrupt and shameless! Sir, what do you think should be done with them?"
Qin Jinshen showed no mercy and kicked Zhou Shuyao several times, but he still couldn't quell the resentment in his heart.
He had just been spying on Ling Huanwu with binoculars outside and actually saw Zhou Shuyao trying to force himself on her. He wanted nothing more than to rush in and tear him apart.
Over the past year, he had tried every means to get out of prison. He thought that with Zhou Jiuzhen in a coma, he would have a sure thing in winning over Ling Huanwu. But then Zhao Jingxiang appeared and even brought up his father to force Ling Huanwu to marry him.
"Since they both like the threshing machine, let's put them inside it!"
Qin Jinshen gave him a look, and the guard Ma immediately understood. He searched Song Yaoyao's body, took a packet of powder, cut it in half, and poured it into the mouths of the two unconscious people on the ground.
Qin Jinshen turned his head to look at the closed door with the light on not far away, and heard a woman sobbing inside. His heart shattered.
*
The next day.
Ling Huanwu put the proposal she had written overnight into a paper document bag.
After washing up, and waiting for her mother-in-law to take over, she gave Zhou Jiuzhen a lot of instructions on how to take care of him before leaving the house, looking back every few steps.
She took the proposal to the local island labor service station.
The salty sea breeze, carrying moisture, wafted into the office of the island's labor service station.
Ling Huanwu rushed into the office in the rain, the edges of the proposal in her hand wrinkled from being soaked in the rain.
"Director Chen," she said, her voice hoarse from staying up all night, as she pushed the papers towards us, "after the storm surge, we can't grow crops on our land, the mudflats can't produce anything, and the rice is rotting in the fields. But our island children can't just wait to go hungry, so I want to organize a sewing team!"
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