Chapter 35.4 - A Blow to the Head (4/4)

Tang Huan sneered, and when Dumpling came back to report that the man had been sent away, she slowly got up, called Dumpling over, and whispered something in her ear.

At first, Dumpling shook her head, again and again, to refuse. She only agreed to cooperate obediently after Tang Huan threatened her with her indenture. Tang Huan then pointed to a part of her head and made sure Dumpling memorized it. After washing up, she changed her clothes and climbed the wall with Dumpling.

Song Mo was still awake.

He wasn’t sure why he couldn’t sleep, but after hearing the sounds from the other side of the wall just now, irritation surged up inside him inexplicably. He was disgusted at the indecent widow next door who was always hooking up with other men. She had said that she liked him, but he didn’t care nor believed it. Today, after the widow teased him like that, his hatred for her grew on top of his disgust.

However, one tended to overthink things if one couldn’t fall asleep.

Did she like him?

He didn’t believe it. But she really put her heart into the dishes she had prepared for him in the afternoon…even though he didn’t touch them. But then, she flirted with Young Master Lin in front of him. If she really liked him, at least she should avoid doing anything that would arouse suspicion in front of him, right? And she had clearly invited Lin Peizhi to her house at night. With such an open and upright attitude, she was either too shameless or had a clean conscience.

He really didn’t care about that woman. He just couldn’t figure out what she was thinking.

Just now, was Lin Peizhi forcing her?

She had only shouted once and then stopped. Did she compromise, or did Lin Peizhi use some tactics?

Forget it. Even if she was bullied by Lin Peizhi, it was her own fault.

Song Mo rolled over, rubbed his forehead, and was ready to go back to sleep.

Suddenly, he heard someone crying outside, “Lin Peizhi, don’t do this. I-if you, you really want to do it, let’s go inside. Don’t go to the Song’s backyard. I beg you. Please don’t let him hear it. If you want the thrill, I-I promise to do it with you somewhere else. Just don’t let Song Mo hear it, okay? I like him. I don’t want him to hear me being- ah!”

Then there were two muffled thumps. Someone had jumped into his yard. One landed steadily, while the other seemed to have stumbled, seemingly like they were being pulled down.

Song Mo immediately sat up. This damn woman. What trick was she up to this time?

“Ouch…”

Someone bumped into the wall beside him, and there was the sound of clothes tearing apart, followed by her hushed cries, “Please…don’t do it here. Mmmm don-don’t touch me… Young Master Lin, I didn’t mean to break your jade pendant. I-I will compensate you even if I have to sell the house, so please give me some time. Don’t report me to the authorities… Ah, please don-don’t do this… I, I don’t like Song Mo. The one I-I have always liked is Shopowner Zhang. Take me to the Zhang house, not here…huuuu…”

Tang Huan wriggled her body with one hand over her mouth, but there was no one beside her except the moonlight.

Dumpling was hiding on the left side of the north entrance to the Song house, holding a short stick, and had been long stunned by Madam’s acting. Fortunately, what Madam had asked her to do before they came here had been enough to shatter her worldview. When the man’s angry footsteps came from inside, Tang Yuan immediately gathered her thoughts, stood firmly by the wall, and raised the weapon in her hands, ready to hit the man hard on the head when he came out later.

Song Mo did come, not to save the widow, but to teach Lin Peizhi a lesson. He didn’t care if the widow’s words were true or not, but Lin Peizhi bringing someone else to his yard and under his roof was undoubtedly a provocation. If he could even tolerate this, he would have lived his life in vain!

After pulling open the back door latch, Song Mo grabbed a pair of iron fist knuckles and stepped out. His eyes were cold as he turned to the right.

But unexpectedly, instead of a man bullying a woman, there was only a woman standing there topless. Thanks to the lantern on the wall, he saw two fair lumps of…

Before he had time to doubt, Song Mo instinctively wanted to turn around.

The sound of something flying through the air sounded from the back of his head. Song Mo tried to dodge, but a sharp pain had already struck him. Before falling to the ground, the last image that flashed before his eyes was of her walking toward him while putting on her clothes.

This damn woman…

Song Mo collapsed to the ground unwillingly.

“Madam…” Dumpling’s voice trembled. She had hit the part of his head Madam had taught her, but what if, what if she had accidentally killed him?

Tang Huan had already put on her shirt. She first squatted down and touched the back of Song Mo’s head. After ensuring that there was no bleeding, she motioned for Dumpling to move Song Mo to an old locust tree beside the wall together with her. She had hidden the sheets and ropes she had prepared earlier under the tree. After laying the sheets, she leaned the unconscious man against the tree trunk. Then, before undressing him, Tang Huan chased Dumpling, who was in her way, back home.

There was no one else around. Laughing in her heart, Tang Huan quickly stripped Song Mo’s clothes and tied him up. Tang Huan knew that the man had to be very strong, so she tied his hands behind the tree, circled a rope around his waist several times, wrapped another rope around his thigh, and tied a knot at his ankles before finally tying the other end of the rope to another tree, preventing him from moving both his hands and feet. Let’s see how he would resist!

But then, thanks to the drugs, he would not resist. She had to make him willingly make love with her after all.

Tang Huan put the lantern aside and straddled Song Mo with a smile. She lifted his chin and sent the bigger pill into his mouth. With a deft movement of her hand, the unconscious man swallowed the pill uncontrollably.

He did not take the drug willingly, but he must be willing to come inside her later, right?

Tang Huan stroked the man’s sturdy chest greedily.

Since Butcher Song was so disgusted with Shui Xian, why would she waste time trying to win his heart when there was a shortcut?

The author has something to say: Huanhuan: My dictionary does not have the phrase ‘remain chaste’, only ‘forced to remain chaste’…

Song Mo: Ha-ha, just you wait!

I feel like this chapter might be controversial? Ahem, but this is how Tang Huan is…

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