Ji Sang slept until the sun was high in the sky before slowly waking up. The sound of roosters crowing could be heard outside, and the warm sunlight shone in through the window, casting dancing beams of light. In her drowsiness, Ji Sang could see the tiny specks of dust in the air. She had a few seconds of confusion before her eyes blinked and she remembered the craziness of the previous night.

The space next to her was empty. Ji Sang suddenly sat up on the bed, feeling a sharp pain in her lower body. The blanket that covered her slipped down, and as she lowered her gaze, she saw ambiguous marks all over her chest. Her face blushed uncontrollably.

Voices could be heard from outside.

“Son-in-law, are you busy?” It was a high-pitched voice, gradually approaching from a distance, a woman’s voice.

Ji Sang glanced at the desk. Wen Jian wasn’t studying today, and the door was tightly closed. She got up from the bed, her waist sore, and began searching for her clothes. Then she heard the woman’s voice again, “This Sang girl really doesn’t know her manners. She’s still sleeping so late?! Her sister Chunhua has already come home.”

When Ji Sang heard her own name, she became interested. She looked out through the window and saw a woman standing across from Wen Jian, talking to him. When Wen Li heard the commotion, she walked out from the kitchen stove and greeted Ji Shen Shi with a smile.

“Mother-in-law has come?”

It was then that Ji Sang realized that the woman in front of her was her stepmother.

Ji Shen Shi had a strong and sturdy physique, with slightly upturned triangular eyes. When she looked at Wen Li, a smile appeared at the corners of her lips, and her originally small eyes almost narrowed into thin slits, sparkling with a gleam.

Ji Shen Shi said, “Oh… as a Mother-in-law, you’re so easygoing. This Sang girl slept until the sun was high, and you don’t even care.”

Wen Li chuckled softly, “She’s still young. She’s not busy anyway, so it’s fine for her to sleep a little longer.”

Ji Shen Shi’s eyebrows furrowed with displeasure. Thinking about her daughter’s face, which had become thinner after returning, she felt a deep hatred for Ji Sang. This Niu Shan was no good. After Chunhua married him, she was actually violated by Niu Shan’s unmarried younger brother, Niu Er Gou. The incident of Chunhua being violated by Niu Er Gou had spread throughout the village, and Chunhua couldn’t even lift her head high anymore…

This Niu family was something else. From then on, the two brothers took turns sleeping with Chunhua. Chunhua’s life had become too bitter…

Looking at Ji Sang again, the more Ji Shen Shi thought, the more she hated her. Her gums felt like they were being crushed. This was supposed to be a comfortable time for Chunhua, but Ji Sang had taken it away.

Ji Shen Shi calmed her emotions and thought about the purpose of her visit today. She curved her lips and said, “Chunhua returned today and said she hasn’t seen Sang girl for several days. I thought that the two sisters haven’t had a chance to get together since they got married, so I came to call Sang girl back to have a gathering.”

When Wen Li heard this, she said, “Oh, I see.”

At that moment, Wen Jian walked out from the backyard and saw his mother-in-law. He called out to her without any expression, “Mother-in-law.”

Ji Shen Shi looked at the man in front of her, who was supposed to be her son-in-law. He stood there confidently, even though his clothes were patched and he was clearly poor. However, his commanding presence couldn’t be concealed. It felt as if a big hand had tightly grasped her heart, making her feel uncomfortable. Her smiling lips trembled as she replied, “Ah.”

Wen Jian got straight to the point, “Mother-in-law, Sang Sang was exhausted until the third watch last night, so it’s inconvenient for her to go back today.”

Ji Shen Shi: “…”

Both of them were experienced people, and they understood the meaning behind the words.

Wen Li’s face blushed with embarrassment, completely caught off guard by her son’s straightforwardness.

Wen Zheng’s action of splitting firewood paused for a moment, and a light laughter escaped his throat. Then he continued splitting as if he hadn’t heard what they were saying.

Ji Sang, who was eavesdropping by the window, felt her face instantly burn. Anxiously, she opened the door and hurriedly ran out, “Wen Jian—”

Wen Jian stood tall in the center of the courtyard, glancing over with a sideways look. The morning sunlight cast a glow on his deep and three-dimensional features. Whether it was because the sunlight was too dazzling or his gaze was too bright, Ji Shen Shi, Wen Li, and Wen Zheng seemed to fade into black and white shadows at that moment. Only his tall figure was so radiant and dazzling.

Ji Sang’s heart fluttered slightly, and scenes of his intense passion flashed through her mind. Her face became even redder, and she hurriedly ran over, giving him an angry glance and lowering her voice, “You… don’t speak nonsense.”

She was embarrassed to death, but he casually embraced her slender waist and spoke with a hint of doting, “Take your time.”

The two of them were very close, clearly giving off the impression of newlyweds.

But the village was conservative, and such displays were not welcomed in front of outsiders.

Ji Sang herself was nothing special, but being stared at by them made her heart race. She pushed his hand away and said, “Don’t move.”

Wen Jian stubbornly held onto her hand and asked, “What did you just say?”

Ji Sang glanced at the three elders, who were all looking at her, and her face burned even hotter. She tiptoed and spoke quickly near his ear, “I said, don’t speak nonsense!”

Wen Jian felt the soft and gentle breath blowing against his ear, and his usually hardened heart seemed to be tickled by a feather. He particularly enjoyed this unique sense of intimacy at the moment, looking at her blushing and shy face, immediately understanding her meaning.

He replied earnestly, “I didn’t say anything wrong. Your legs were so weak last night that you were kneeling on the ground. How… did your strength suddenly recover?”

Ji Sang blushed and covered his mouth with her hand, feeling extremely embarrassed.

Ah!

He was clearly a very clever person, so why did he blurt out everything?

Wen Li saw the affection between her son and daughter-in-law and couldn’t help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

Ji Shen Shi’s face turned green.

Wen Jian’s deep gaze focused on Ji Sang. His lips, which were being covered, slightly parted, and his wet tongue licked her hand. Ji Sang felt the scorching heat and quickly pulled her hand back. In the process, she stepped on a protrusion and lost her balance, actually falling backward. Wen Jian’s quick reflexes held her waist and pulled her towards his chest. Ji Sang’s nose bumped into his firm chest, causing instant pain and making her eyes misty.

“Uh…”

A calm and composed voice sounded from above, but it made Ji Sang even more ashamed. “See… I was right, wasn’t I? Your legs were weak, and you couldn’t walk.”

Ji Sang: “…”

Ji Sang was so embarrassed that she could have dug out a three-room apartment with her toes. She forcefully glared at him, not daring to look at Wen Li and the others, and turned around silently, running into the kitchen.

When Wen Jian saw Ji Sang enter the kitchen, a faint smile emerged in his chest. But when he looked at Ji Shen Shi, the smile disappeared, and his emotions turned icy to the extreme. It was as if he had become a different person. “Mother-in-law, you see, Sang Sang can’t go back today. Let her wait a while longer, and Xiao Xu can take her there together.”

Ji Shen Shi’s face turned completely black, but with Wen Jian’s chilling demeanor and lack of respect towards her as his mother-in-law, the imposing aura made it hard for her to breathe. The words on the tip of her tongue were swallowed back into her throat, and she forced a smile. “Well… we talked about the sisters getting together, but that can only happen next time.”

Ji Shen Shi glanced at Wen Li, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then left with a disgruntled expression.

Once Ji Shen Shi left, Wen Jian turned around and entered the kitchen.

Ji Sang stood by the stove, scooping up some noodles for herself and keeping them warm. She had worked almost all night last night and her stomach had been empty for a while. Now, she was not only hungry but also experiencing stomach pain due to anger. She needed to fill her stomach first.

When Wen Jian entered, he saw Ji Sang’s puffed-up cheeks. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around the petite woman.

He smelled clean, radiating warmth like sunshine. Ji Sang’s back tingled a bit, and she asked irritably, “What are you doing?”

“Are you angry?”

Ji Sang: “…”

“There’s a reason why I said that.”

Ji Sang turned her head unexpectedly to look at him. His head was almost resting on her shoulder, and they were so close that her red lips almost brushed against his.

Ji Sang thought about the fact that they were still in the kitchen and quickly pushed him away. “Don’t do this, just talk properly.”

Wen Jian easily caught a whiff of her scent. “How am I not talking properly?”

Suddenly, Ji Sang felt that Wen Jian was different from before. The previous Wen Jian had been too cold, but now… he seemed too clingy. She suddenly remembered what her best friend had said, that men and women would be different after having a sexual relationship. But she hadn’t explained how they would be different.

Wen Jian had changed!

Ji Sang lowered her gaze. “You still haven’t said the reason.”

When Wen Jian saw her distancing herself from him and sitting at the table with the bowl in her hand, he pinched his nose and sat down beside her, saying, “I’m afraid the whole village knows about your relationship with Ji Chunhua, right? Is your mother suddenly so kind-hearted, calling you back for a sisterly gathering?”

Ji Sang was suddenly stunned and blinked her watery eyes, looking at Wen Jian abruptly.

Wen Jian was right. In the novel, Ji Sang had suffered enough from Ji Shen Shi and Ji Chunhua.

Wen Jian also looked at her, waiting for her to slowly come to a realization.

The air fell silent for a moment.

Ji Sang’s face suddenly grew warm under his pitch-black gaze. Her eyes flickered, and she retracted her gaze, stammering, “If you don’t want me to go back to my mother’s home, you… you don’t have to say it like that… When you say it like that, it’s as if you’re announcing to the world what we did last night…”

Her voice grew softer and softer, and her ears turned so red they could have dripped blood.

But Wen Jian heard it clearly.

“It’s better that I say it like that. It’s good for your mother to know that our relationship as husband and wife is good, and it should quash any inappropriate thoughts she might have.” Wen Jian replied naturally.

Hearing the words “relationship as husband and wife is good,” Ji Sang felt her whole body heat up. She took a deep breath and said, “Wen Jian, please… stop talking!”

Wen Jian suddenly pinched her chin with his finger and gently caressed it, his profound gaze fixed on her. “What? Don’t you like hearing that?”

Ji Sang: “…”

That’s not what she meant at all.

She just thought that such privacy should not be revealed to everyone!

Was she shameless?

Wen Jian asked again, “Are you still angry?”

Ji Sang pushed his hand away. “If I say I’m still angry, what are you going to do?”

Wen Jian’s fingers, which were pushed away, paused in mid-air for a moment. Suddenly, his head pressed down, his hand gripping the back of her head, and a torrent of kisses rained down upon her. His lips and tongue carried a teasing and biting sensation.

Ji Sang let out a startled cry, and her open mouth was taken advantage of by his invading tongue. She tried to retreat from the kiss, pressing her hands against his chest, and finally managed to gasp for breath. “Wen Jian… stop… let go of me…”

Wen Jian continued kissing her, his lips leaving her breathless. Only after a while did he seem to remember that they were still in the kitchen. He released her lips, his breath heavy as he said, “Sang Sang, I’m aroused.”

Ji Sang’s eyes widened involuntarily, shaking her head as if in disbelief. “No… we can’t…”

A sexy chuckle escaped from Wen Jian’s throat. “I know, we’ll do it tonight.”

Ji Sang glared at him. “Not tonight either.”

Wen Jian: “…Why?!”

Ji Sang was getting frustrated by his gaze. “Why not?!… It’s swollen and hurts down there.”

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