A flash of fury crossed Chen Qingqing's eyes. These inhuman bastards actually tried to harm her with such despicable means.
And that bald-haired Fan Tong is truly forgetful, a born scoundrel, utterly beyond redemption. After tonight, he'll be a complete cripple...
Chen Ruolan, you like to harm others, don't you? Today you'll see what happens when you lift a rock only to drop it on your own foot...
Having made up her mind, she pretended to snore.
Grandma Chen outside the window clapped her hands happily, "Alright, the brat is fast asleep."
Old Chen asked worriedly, "Old woman, she might wake up again, right?"
"Don't worry, to prevent any accidents, I've used all my best tricks. Right now, I'm slapping her, kicking her, and poking her with a stick. She won't wake up until dawn."
"If it's that powerful, that's wonderful!" Old Chen said, then cautiously asked, "Old woman, the eldest daughter-in-law is sleeping in the next room. Won't she wake up?"
"Don't worry about this. Even if that brat wakes up, she won't wake up. Hurry up, let's go back to the room and call Master Fan over."
Seeing that Chen Ruolan was standing still, Old Mrs. Chen tugged at her, "Let's go, Ruolan."
"Grandma, you and Grandpa go back first, I'll stay here and watch over things."
"What's so interesting about this? She's like a dead person now, she can't escape."
"Just in case, I'll keep an eye on her. You all go quickly."
"Okay, then you wait here, we'll be there in a bit." Knowing she couldn't dissuade her, Old Mrs. Chen had no choice but to grope her way home in the dark.
Chen Ruolan could no longer contain her excitement. That damned brat had finally gotten her comeuppance and would soon become the veritable slut everyone was talking about.
Recalling the humiliation she suffered at the cloth shop in town, Chen Ruolan was filled with rage and kicked open the door.
She wanted to take this opportunity to slap Chen Qingqing hard across the face a few times to avenge the humiliation she had suffered.
Looking at the motionless Chen Qingqing, she gave a sinister laugh and began to curse.
"You ignorant bastard, you've finally met your match! You'll get to enjoy being humiliated in a moment!"
Chen Qingqing sneered inwardly. She had thought it would take a lot of effort to get Chen Ruolan in.
Unexpectedly, she foolishly delivered herself to my door; it seems it was all fate.
Those who commit heinous acts are digging their own graves.
They're venomous and cruel, so don't blame her for being ruthless and manly!
Thinking of this, he suddenly had a packet of sleeping pills in his hand...
At this moment, all the emotions that Chen Ruolan had been suppressing inside her—grievance, jealousy, resentment, anger, hatred—exploded.
She wanted nothing more than to devour Chen Qingqing alive, tear her apart, and grit her teeth as she said, "You brat, you've made me lose face in front of everyone. Today I'll slap your mouth shut and show you what happens when you offend me!"
After saying that, Chen Ruolan raised her hand to strike, but her hand remained suspended in mid-air, unable to fall. She froze in disbelief, and in the dim starlight, she saw Chen Qingqing standing in front of her like a ghost.
She was terrified, her voice trembling as she asked, "You, you weren't drugged?"
Chen Qingqing curled the corners of her lips into a cold smile, "Of course I didn't faint. Looks like I've disappointed you."
In utter despair, Chen Ruolan's plan had failed, and she was about to shout...
With lightning speed, Chen Qingqing flicked her wrist and the sleeping pill instantly entered Chen Ruolan's mouth.
"You, what did you feed me?"
"Of course it's good stuff. Enjoy it tonight. This will be a nightmare you'll never forget."
Chen Ruolan stared wide-eyed in horror, then everything went black and she lost consciousness.
Chen Qingqing sneered, "You despicable and vile thing, today I'll show you what it means to dig your own grave."
She moved Chen Ruolan, who was slumped on the floor, to the bed, and then went to Lin's room.
I initially intended to use the antidote to wake her, but then I thought, if Old Man Chen and his wife discovered that Mother was gone, they would surely become suspicious. Perhaps...
Thinking of this, she quickly crawled under Lin's bed and hid.
******
Old Man Chen led Old Woman Chen back to their yard, and found the oil lamp in the house was out. He couldn't help but say...
"Old woman, look, why did Master Fan turn off the light? Is he asleep? It's pitch black now, and we can't see the road at all."
"Come on, the arrow is already taut, how can it not be shot? This shows that Master Fan is cautious and prudent, burning the midnight oil. If he gets discovered, wouldn't he be in trouble too?"
"That's true. If we don't put out this fire, no one can sleep."
"Alright, stop daydreaming and hurry up and walk a few steps." Old Mrs. Chen gave him a push from behind.
Old Chen cautiously reached the doorway. "Old woman, I'll go light the lamp. You go into the east room and invite Master Fan."
"Okay, take it easy!" Old Mrs. Chen reached into the east room with her hands raised, and just as she was about to speak, she was suddenly hugged tightly.
Immediately following was Fan Tong's urgent panting, "My little darling, you've finally arrived! Quick, quick, let this old man cool down."
Grandma Chen was so frightened by this sudden action that she almost wet herself on the spot, and she couldn't speak properly, stammering, "Wrong, wrong, wrong, I, I, I am you..."
Before she could even utter the word "milk," Fan Tong's large, chubby hand covered her mouth, saying, "No mistake, my little darling, hurry up and get into bed!"
As he spoke, he dragged Old Lady Chen towards the kang (heated brick bed)...
Grandma Chen was so anxious that she kicked and pried open Fan Tong's big, fat hand with all her might, shouting at the top of her lungs, "Quickly, quickly, let go! Don't, don't, don't do anything rash!"
Fan Tong was already furious and didn't care about anything else. He raised his hand and slapped her twice across the face. "You shameless bastard, you even dared to kick me. If you don't behave, I'll beat you to death, you little darling."
Old Chen sensed something was wrong in the house, so he quickly lit an oil lamp and went inside, only to be stunned.
They saw that Fan Tong was completely naked, looking like a hairless, fat pig, as he dragged his old woman onto the kang (a heated brick bed).
His hands trembled, and his voice trembled with tears, "Master Fan, stop! Let go of this old woman! If you have a problem, come at me!"
Fan Tong was stunned. He glanced at the old woman in his arms and immediately flew into a rage. "You shameless old hag, what are you trying to do?"
"Oh dear, how embarrassing!"
Old Mrs. Chen looked at the white, fatty flesh in front of her and quickly covered her eyes.
"Master Fan, it's not that I want to do anything, it's that you want to do something. If you do anything else, I'll be too ashamed to face anyone!"
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