There was a drinking party that evening. If he drank little, there would still be another update; if he was plied too much...
A few pale, jade-like fingers gave a gentle push, and the cool air immediately rushed in through the broken window.
Though Wang Xifeng shivered involuntarily, her phoenix eyes did not blink as they stared fixedly at the Inner Study to the southeast.
Ever since two years ago, that place had been turned into Jia Lian's bedroom. Since he had returned from Wangjiang Restaurant this time, he was naturally resting there as well.
What could she possibly see through a door, anyway?
Yet the chill in Wang Xifeng's eyes only grew stronger.
Her father-in-law, Jia She, was shameless and vile. He had harbored beastly intentions toward her, even trying to take advantage of her vulnerability and nearly sullying her chastity.
But if it came down to it, the person Wang Xifeng hated most was still Jia Lian!
He was a man, yet all he wanted was to submit beneath other men!
He had spent whole days and nights away from home before. Now that he had finally returned, he had not exchanged so much as a word with her; all he could think about was bringing "wild men" into the house!
What sins had she committed in her past lives to end up with such a nemesis?!
At the same time, her knee-length skirt parted to either side, her two long, jade-carved legs spread in a stable stance to support her gourd-like figure.
Her two tender, water-chestnut-like feet somehow slipped free of their embroidered shoes, while her ten silkworm-like toes pecked rhythmically against the uppers.
Seduction and girlish charm blended flawlessly upon her for a moment.
So much so that Ping Er, carrying in a copper basin, could