A car accident, our family of three crossed

When Zhang Cuiju and Wan Baolu talked about Song Ning's deeds, they almost praised her as the most beautiful woman in the world, which made Wan Baolu more interested in this woman.

Finally, under Zhang Cuiju's deliberate guidance, Wan Baolu clapped his hands and the original outing turned into a visit to his aunt in Shangtang Village.

At this point, Zhang Cuiju smiled with a look of success. Given how lustful this gentleman was, if he saw Song Ning, he would definitely try every means to get her. Just thinking about it made her look forward to it.

When the carriages drove into Shangtang Village, there were actually two carriages this time. The first one was very grand, while the second one was much simpler. Everyone speculated that Zhang Cuiju might have come again.

This time, the carriage did not stop when passing the village entrance, but went straight to the Hang family and stopped in front of the Hang family's door.

"Cousin, you are at home!"

When Zhang Cuiju brought people in uninvited, Song Ning was the only one at home. Seeing her and her servants coming in with snacks and food boxes, Song Ning looked at them coldly, not knowing what she was up to.

Song Ning looked at the things they brought in, then looked at Zhang Cuiju, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"What's the point of this? Of course I'm here to visit my aunt and cousin and his wife." Zhang Cuiju walked closer to Song Ning and said with a smile.

Song Ning frowned and took a step back, saying, "If you have something to say, please say it. If not, please go back and take your things with you."

Ever since he entered the room, Wan Baolu's eyes had never left Song Ning. She stood there without makeup, always keeping a certain distance from him, as cold and aloof as an orchid in a deep valley, keeping people at a distance.

It turned out that Zhang Cuiju did not lie to him. She was truly a stunning beauty, a woman who could arouse a man's desire to conquer him.

Even though she was not wearing any makeup and was dressed simply, it couldn't conceal her temperament. Zhang Cuiju, with her exquisite makeup, looked like a vulgar woman in front of her.

From the very beginning, Song Ning keenly sensed that there was a pair of malicious eyes staring at her. This feeling made her very uncomfortable, so she looked at the person sharply.

Wan Baolu felt that this glance had no killing power at all. Instead, he felt his whole body was numb because of it. He walked forward, waving his folding fan, and said, "Cui Ju, won't you introduce me to someone?" Although he said this to Zhang Cui Ju, his eyes stayed on Song Ning.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Zhang Cuiju pretended to be very enthusiastic and introduced them to each other: "Sir, this is my cousin's wife, Song Ning."

When she was about to introduce Wan Baolu to Song Ning, he walked to Song Ning first, closed his folding fan, bowed to her and said, "I am Wan Baolu, the eldest young master of the Wan family. Nice to meet Miss Song."

He had just walked up to Song Ning and was almost close to her, behaving frivolously, which frightened her so much that she quickly took a step aside and distanced herself from him. She looked at Zhang Cuiju angrily, and saw that she could not hide her gloating in her eyes, and knew that what happened today must have been a deliberate trap set by her.

Even if Song Ning was blind, she could still feel that the man had bad intentions towards her, and this man with bad intentions was brought by Zhang Cuiju.

"Cousin, the eldest master is talking to you!" Zhang Cuiju covered her mouth and smiled.

What he got was a cold face from Song Ning, "Sorry, I don't know you, please go out."

"Hey! Miss Song, you are wrong." Wan Baolu unfolded his folding fan, pretending to be very elegant, and said, "As the saying goes, the first time is strange, the second time is familiar. If we spend more time together, we will naturally become familiar with each other, don't you think?"

As he said this, he tried to touch Song Ning's chin with his folding fan, but she slapped him away with one hand, "Please respect yourself."

This man behaved frivolously, openly flirting with a married woman without any shame, Song Ning couldn't help but feel anxious. If he used force and forcibly touched her, she would resist, but there were so many people on the other side that she couldn't beat them, and the most she could do was to deal with Zhang Cuiju, the bitch.

She was racking her brains to come up with a plan when Hang Shuheng came back.

"What are you doing?"

When Song Ning heard Hang Shuheng's voice, she felt relieved and ran over quickly, "You're back."

"Are you okay?" Hang Shuheng keenly sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and he looked at Song Ning and asked. Song Ning just shook her head and said nothing. Hang Shuheng shook her hand and said, "I'm here, you go to Shuisheng's house and take the child back!"

Song Ning knew that he wanted to get rid of her, so she nodded and went out.

Wan Baolu followed Song Ning's back with his eyes, and only withdrew his gaze when he could no longer see her. His actions were not at all evasive, and Hang Shuheng saw it and was furious. A hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"I wonder what can I do for you two?" His eyes looked back and forth between Wan Baolu and Zhang Cuiju, especially when he looked at Zhang Cuiju, his eyes were so cold that she couldn't help but feel uneasy, and she stood aside and didn't dare to say a word.

Wan Baolu felt a little sorry to see that the beauty was gone. When he heard Hang Shuheng's question, he looked at him and said, "You are Cui Ju's cousin, Hang Tongsheng, right?"

"I am the eldest son of the Wan family." Wan Baolu said, and asked the servants to bring him a chair to sit down, and said: "I heard that you have a secret book, you name a price, and I will buy it."

"I think I have made it very clear to Manager Wan before that I don't have the secret book. Please go back!" Hang Shuheng said expressionlessly.

"So you don't want to sell it?" Wan Baolu crossed his legs, took a sip of the tea that the servant had just brewed, and said, "I heard that you want to open your own workshop. Do you know that as long as I move my fingers, your workshop will not be able to open. Even if you don't sell it to me, the secret book will become a pile of waste paper if you keep it."

Hang Shuheng remained unmoved by his threat, "I still say the same thing, I don't have the secret book, please go back!"

Wan Baolu was silent for a moment, "Hmph! If you don't accept my toast, then you'll have to pay the price. Let's go." He sneered and called his men to leave.

"Wait a moment." Hang Shuheng stopped them, "Please take your things with you."

Wan Baolu turned around with a malicious smile on his face, walked up to Hang Shuheng and said, "Hey! Don't be so quick to refuse. These are cakes from the largest restaurant in the county. They are most popular with women and children. Maybe your beautiful wife will like them too."

After that, he laughed unscrupulously. Looking at the arrogant face in front of him, Hang Shuheng clenched his fists in his sleeves, thinking about the consequences of beating up this face.

A country scholar beat up a rich second-generation man from the city, and the result can be imagined.

Finally, his clenched fists slowly loosened. Although he felt very aggrieved, he still chose to endure it temporarily.

On the way back to the county town, in the carriage, Wan Baolu hugged Zhang Cuiju and kept praising Song Ning, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, your cousin's wife is really a beauty. It's a pity that such a beauty married a peasant!"

Zhang Cuiju hit him lightly: "Sir! No matter how unfortunate it is, she is still a married woman."

"What's wrong with a married woman? I like married women. Honey, if you can help me get that beauty, I will definitely reward you handsomely."

Wan Baolu kneaded Zhang Cuiju, and suddenly he was overwhelmed with lust. He treated Zhang Cuiju as a substitute for Song Ning, and pressed her down to do unspeakable things...