In the past, Wu Damming would have lost his temper by now, but this time, feeling guilty and preoccupied, he just lay on the bed, feeling somewhat forlorn.
"How did things turn out ? Could it be that I’m really getting old?"
"Humph, this old coot finally fell into my hands."
Once she stepped outside, Jia Lanhua immediately perked up.
She had finally caught Wu Damming in a tangible act of wrong-doing. Would he still dare to strut around the house?
"Sister Lanhua, you’re not really going to kick Wu Damming out, are you?"
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Jia Lanhua said with a playful grin.
"Isn’t it better if he doesn’t come home? That way, the two of us can spend more time together early on, hehe."
In her heart, she thought, now wouldn’t she have even more chances to get Zhang Xiaoshan to make her pregnant?
"Alright then, I’m just afraid you’ll give up."
Zhang Xiaoshan, looking at Jia Lanhua’s seductive gaze, was almost overwhelmed.
As soon as the two of them got home, they went straight to the bathroom and began their first round...
Both were utterly daring and indulgent.
They didn’t lie down to rest in bed until the sky darkened.
Jia Lanhua lay beside Zhang Xiaoshan, her arm around one of his, her face beaming with satisfaction and happiness.
She had never enjoyed herself as much as she did today.
It was Zhang Xiaoshan who made her truly feel how blissful it was to be a woman.
"Little Shan, why don’t you stay tonight? That old thing probably won’t have the face to come back, right?"
"Were you a starving ghost in your previous life?"
Zhang Xiaoshan couldn’t help but tease.
"How am I a starving ghost? Aren’t I just worried that you’re too exhausted and want you to rest a bit?"
Jia Lanhua argued, her face flushed.
But Zhang Xiaoshan ruthlessly pierced through Jia Lanhua’s thoughts.
"Your little schemes, do you think I don’t know them? If I really stayed, would you let me rest?"
"Besides, what if Wu Damming comes back? Forget it, I should go home."
With that, Zhang Xiaoshan started to get dressed.
The main issue was that previously he could explain to his sister-in-law that he was staying in the first-aid room, but today Wu Damming, homeless as he was, had commandeered that space, and if he didn’t return home, how would he explain it to his sister-in-law if she found out?
Otherwise, he really did want to give Jia Lanhua a proper lesson.
"Tsk, go on, go on, I don’t care,"
Jia Lanhua said, displeased.
"Oh, by the way, Sister Lanhua, I didn’t see Meili at Zhang Yulian’s funeral today. She is, after all, a widow of the Luo family. Why wasn’t she in attendance?"
After getting dressed, Zhang Xiaoshan casually inquired to Jia Lanhua.
Jia Lanhua’s eyes gleamed with cunning and triumph.
She silently thought to herself.
"You naive kid, trying to match wits with me? I’ve known from that widow Su Xiangmei about your dealings with Luo Meili. Humph, let’s see how long you keep up your act."
Then she said to Zhang Xiaoshan,
"Aren’t you and her on such intimate terms that you don’t even know her whereabouts?"
"When have I ever been that close with her?" Zhang Xiaoshan responded, feeling somewhat guilty.
Jia Lanhua chuckled, nested in bed and propping up her head with her hand, she said playfully,
"What I mean is, aren’t you partners? Shouldn’t you know each other well?"
"I thought she was really good to you, but it turns out she has secrets she’s keeping from you."
"Secrets? What secrets?"
Zhang Xiaoshan’s curiosity was instantly piqued.