Old Mrs. Chen looked at the large, white, bare strip 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!"
Fan Tong frowned, quickly put on his clothes, his eyes filled with undisguised disdain.
"Get out of my way! You're disgusting! Look at what you've done! If word gets out, people will think I like old men!"
Grandma Chen snapped out of her daze, touched her swollen cheek, and pouted in grievance.
"Grandson-in-law, why are you clinging to me like this? As soon as I entered the house, you hugged me and wouldn't let go. You hit and bit me, and you almost scared me to death."
"I've suffered such a great injustice, who can I complain to? How can I face my husband after this? If the villagers find out, how can I ever go out and show my face again!"
Old Chen realized it was a misunderstanding and finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Alright, old woman, stop talking. You're not lacking anything, and you're still innocent. I won't look down on you."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Fan Tong and said with a hint of reproach, "Master Fan, didn't we agree that you would wait inside? Why did you strip yourself so naked?"
"You still have the nerve to ask me? You can't do that without taking your clothes off, but taking them off is just to get things done faster!"
Fan Tong grew angrier the more he spoke, and his eyes glared at him.
"Didn't you tell me to wait? Where is the person? Why didn't you bring them? If you dare to lie to me tonight, I'll skin you two untrustworthy old bastards alive."
Old Chen's legs trembled, and he nodded and bowed repeatedly, his face full of smiles. "Master Fan, please don't be angry. The matter has been taken care of. My wife and I came back to invite you."
"Please me, please take me where?"
"Of course, it's Qing'er's boudoir!"
Fan Tong finally realized he had been too hasty and made a big joke of himself. He scratched his head and laughed awkwardly, "Look at the mess this has made. I thought you had brought people over."
After saying that, he looked at Old Mrs. Chen apologetically and said, "Old Mrs. Chen, I was too rash just now and offended you. Please don't take it to heart."
Old Mrs. Chen straightened her clothes, her head drooping, looking utterly dejected.
"You make it sound so easy, but how can I not take it to heart? You didn't even try to be gentler! You squeezed me so hard my chest felt tight, and my face still stings from the blows!"
"How rude! You've been so rude! I've wronged you. Tomorrow I'll have a servant bring you ten taels of silver to calm your nerves. Is that alright?"
Upon hearing Fan Tong's words, Old Mrs. Chen immediately beamed with joy and regained her spirits.
"Oh my grandson-in-law, you truly live up to your reputation as a wealthy and famous man. You are so generous in your dealings. I'm sorry for making you happy just now. It's all because I, your grandmother, have failed in my duty. If you're still unhappy, feel free to slap me a few more times."
"No, no, no, how could I dare to hit you, sir? I was just joking!"
"It's okay. If we're family, we can fight if we want to. If we're unhappy, we have to let it out, otherwise we'll get sick from holding it in."
Old Mrs. Chen leaned forward with a smile on her face, eagerly hoping that the slaps would be severe. Two slaps would earn ten taels of silver, and if she could get dozens more, she would be rich!
Seeing her servile expression, Old Chen was so angry he cursed inwardly.
That old hag is utterly shameless! She's pushing her luck, shamelessly asking for a beating. She's like a snake trying to swallow an elephant; she's given the skin but wants to swallow the bones.
When the wealthy Fan offered ten taels of silver, it was just a way to save face. Given how stingy he was, would he really give him any silver? Yet, that silly old woman actually believed him.
Old Chen's face darkened, and he quickly said, "Alright, old woman, stop making things difficult for Master Fan. Hurry up, Ruolan is still waiting over there!"
Reminded by this, Old Mrs. Chen snapped out of her get-rich-quick dream, wiped her mouth, and said, "Oh dear, look at my brain, I almost forgot the important thing."
She looked at Fan Tong with a big smile on her face, "Grandson-in-law, come with me and let's go have some fun with the new bride!"
Fan Tong stood up and said urgently, "Alright, alright, lead the way, I'm about to catch fire."
Old Chen led the way, holding an oil lamp, and every now and then reminded Fan Tong to watch his step, afraid that he might slip and fall flat on his face.
Arriving at the thatched house, Old Man Chen paused for a moment, then couldn't help but ask, "Where's Ruolan? Where did Ruolan go?"
Grandma Chen didn't think much of it, after all, Chen Ruolan had always been used to doing things her own way.
"Alright, old man, stop looking. Ruolan has always been a heavy sleeper. She must have been getting impatient and went back to her room to sleep."
"You're right." Old Chen nodded, then pushed open the door. "Mr. Fan, please come in."
Fan Tong was already impatient and rushed into the house.
Old Mrs. Chen glanced at Lin's bed and, seeing that she was fast asleep, confidently led Fan Tong into the inner room.
"Grandson-in-law, this is your wife."
Fan Tong, his eyes gleaming with lust, said, "Alright, I understand. You can all get out of here now!"
"Alright, alright, grandson-in-law, let me light the oil lamp for you. The night is long, so take it easy and don't overwork yourself. We, the old couple, won't stay with you any longer."
After saying that, Old Mrs. Chen pulled Old Mr. Chen away...
By the light of the oil lamp, Fan Tong saw a person lying on the bed. His heart pounded with excitement, and his voice trembled slightly.
"My darling little darling, I've finally got you. Now let me pamper you properly." Fan Tong said, pouncing on the bed.
Chen Qingqing kept a close eye on Fan Tong's every move. When she saw him close the door and head straight for the inner room, she quickly got up, went to the door, lit the aphrodisiac she had prepared beforehand, and slipped it through the crack in the door.
This "Severing Yang and Bewitching Love Powder" not only makes people feel like they are dying from pleasure, with endless release all night long, but its most powerful aspect is that after tonight, they will become completely useless and will never be able to consummate their marriage again.
Chen Qingqing gave a disdainful snort. Those who lack virtue will ultimately reap what they sow.
Before an incense stick has burned, you will be completely infatuated and intoxicated, unleashing your animalistic nature to the fullest!
She quickly went to Lin's side, used the antidote to wake her up, and said in a low voice, "Mother, get up quickly."
Lin slowly woke up, still half asleep, and rubbed her eyes. "Qing girl, what are you doing up so late at night?"
"Mother, don't ask anymore. Get up quickly, let's go stay at the sugar shop."
Lin was puzzled. "Going to the sugar factory? What are you doing going to the sugar factory in the middle of the night?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a rhythmic, strange noise coming from the inner room.
Lin, having been through similar experiences, was well aware of these kinds of opinions.
"Qing girl, what exactly happened?"
Chen Qingqing helped Lin Shi put on her clothes. "Mother, it was the people from the next courtyard who wanted to harm me. They invited Master Fan over, intending to ruin my reputation."
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