A charming widow in her 70s married a factory manager and raised his children.

Chapter 179 You're Bullying Me

Such a good man was destined not to belong to her. Zhuang Qingxiang was saddened, and the hatred and repression she felt were even stronger.

Looking at Lu Congyue, she suddenly couldn't help but smile.

Lu Congyue was having a serious conversation with her when she laughed, leaving him a little bewildered.

"What are you laughing at?"

Zhuang Qingxiang: "I just think it's kind of funny that you're half-naked and have such a serious face."

Lu Congyue thought that he had been half-naked and walking around for a long time without her reacting, and thought that she had bad eyesight. So she saw it.

Lu Congyue straightened his back again, his well-defined chest and eight-pack abs dazzling, his face still serious: "Be serious, I'm talking to you about something important... Did you understand what I said? These are all my true feelings."

Zhuang Qingxiang's gaze lingered on Lu Congyue for a moment before she finally managed to look away, her cheeks already starting to burn.

Was this man doing it on purpose?

What serious business is this? He's so frivolous, how can he have the nerve to talk about serious things?

"I heard you." Zhuang Qingxiang said slowly, got up, put the things into a small basket, picked them up and went into the inner room.

Lu Congyue immediately stood up and blocked her way.

The man's scent and the warm heat wafted over her, and coupled with the intense visual stimulation before her, Zhuang Qingxiang involuntarily swallowed, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes darted around nervously.

"Lu Congyue, don't go back on your word!"

"I didn't lay a hand on him," Lu Congyue immediately protested. "I just want an answer. You'll agree, right?"

"I won't go back to Dongya Village," Zhuang Qingxiang replied.

Lu Congyue was overjoyed.

In his mind, Zhuang Qingxiang had nowhere else to go but here and Dongya Village. Since she said she wouldn't go back to Dongya Village, it meant she would stay at his house indefinitely.

Her answer clearly indicated that she had agreed to his request.

Overjoyed, Lu Congyue wanted to hug her.

Then, as soon as he raised his hand, another hand landed on his chest. It was Zhuang Qingxiang who pressed him down, telling him not to push his luck.

"Don't forget what you just promised," she warned.

Lu Congyue's joy vanished instantly, his eyes filled with grievance: "But you made the first move."

"I am me, and you are you." Zhuang Qingxiang looked up and saw his appearance. The emotions she had suppressed all day suddenly found a target to vent.

The hand that had been firmly holding him up suddenly lifted, and with a slight movement of its fingers, gently brushed across his chest. To her surprise, she found that even this small movement made him tremble.

Zhuang Qingxiang continued to slide her index finger down, gently stroking every inch of his firm muscles, but stopped Lu Congyue again when he tried to hug her, forbidding him to move.

Lu Congyue's throat tightened to the point of being unable to make a sound, her blood boiled with her movements, and her body gave the most fervent response.

He stared intently at her, his eyes growing darker and darker, with a menacing red tinge appearing at the corners.

He opened his mouth, making the shape of the word "fragrant," but no sound came out.

Zhuang Qingxiang knew what he wanted, but she didn't want it. She just wanted to see and feel his reaction, helplessness, and longing.

He now has all his emotions under her control. She lets him enjoy himself so that he can enjoy a moment of pleasure. If she doesn't want him to, he can only be kept hanging by her.

Zhuang Qingxiang didn't know why she suddenly had such wicked thoughts and actions, but she just suddenly wanted to do it.

"Don't move!" Her voice was hoarse and soft, but full of threat. "Don't forget your promise. If you break it even slightly, I'll take the children and move away tomorrow. Lu Congyue, my not going back to Dongya Village doesn't mean I have to stay by your side!"

Lu Congyue, whose mind was somewhat confused by her words, finally grasped the key point in her statement. Every cell in his body was excitedly rushing towards her. He wanted to pull her into his arms tightly, but she wouldn't allow it.

Lu Congyue dared not move; he knew she meant what she said.

But she still attacked him...

Lu Congyue's fingers twitched slightly. He wanted to lift her up to lean against the wall, or press her down, or simply give her any support. But he dared not move, afraid of disturbing her, afraid that she would find a reason to leave.

"Scented..." he finally uttered in a hoarse voice, as if his throat had been roasted by a raging fire, yet it was extremely alluring.

Zhuang Qingxiang's ears were bright red, and her eyes were filled with a thick mist, but she stubbornly refused, holding the small basket tightly in one hand and exploring his body wantonly with the other.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Congyue let out a pleading voice.

He will die, he really will.

"Spare me..."

Zhuang Qingxiang wondered if, if she had the chance to kill that man surnamed Zhang, would he beg her to spare his life before he died?

Spare him?

Impossible. What he wants to do, and what he wants her to do, must be extremely dangerous and endanger social security. He is a spy and an enemy, so he deserves to die! If he doesn't die, she will, so she won't be soft-hearted.

A surge of anger welled up inside him, and he tightened his grip, hearing a muffled groan from a man beside him.

"Zhuang Qingxiang... Xiang..." The man plummeted from heaven to hell, unable to bear it any longer, and grabbed her shoulders. "Are you trying to kill me?"

Zhuang Qingxiang snapped back to reality, her hand instantly retracting, her mind going completely blank.

What did she just do?

She lowered her head, then abruptly looked up, turning her face to the side, forcefully swatting his hand away, and stammered, "You... broke the rules!"

After saying that, he slipped past him, went straight into the inner room, and locked the door from the inside.

Lu Congyue almost lost control and kicked the door open.

But he managed to control himself, and whispered through the door, "Zhuang Qingxiang!"

"It's too late, I need to sleep." Zhuang Qingxiang woke up, her voice trembling with lingering fear.

"You...you're bullying me!" Lu Congyue lowered his posture, wishing he could put himself in the dust, his voice plaintive, "You can't bully people like this."

Zhuang Qingxiang knew she had gone too far tonight, but she was just controlled by her emotions and didn't mean to.

Unable to apologize, Zhuang Qingxiang could only bury her head in the sand and remain silent.

Lu Congyue took a deep breath: "Fine... I'll let you bully me, you can bully me however you want, but you have to be reasonable. Was what I did against the rules? If it weren't for you... Anyway, it can't be considered that I broke the rules, you're not allowed to move out!"

"You have to say something, or I'll keep knocking and asking."

"Zhuang Qingxiang..."

Fearing he might never stop, Zhuang Haruka, ostrich-like, covered her burning face and softly replied, "Okay, go to sleep."

Lu Congyue's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled back down, but the heat still lingered. He groaned, "Who can sleep..."

On second thought, the woman inside must be asleep; she's always so heartless.

"Heartless!" he muttered, pulling the light off in a low voice, still unwilling to give up.

Zhuang Qingxiang knew that she had angered Lu Congyue that night. The next morning, she didn't dare to look him in the eye and avoided being alone with him.