Faced with a choice that was hardly a choice at all, anyone would have chosen Fang Zijun rather than their own gambler husband. In truth, if Qi Fang had not met Meng Zhao, she would certainly have made the same choice.
However, since this was all an act, Meng Zhao and Fang Han had analyzed Fang Zijun's temperament, character, and mannerisms, concluding that he preferred people who presented a challenge.
Anyone who threw themselves at him from the start would be looked down on by Fang Zijun. After playing with them a few times, he would discard them. Only those who remained unyielding and stirred his heart could continue receiving his favor.
Qi Fang had never intended to earn Fang Zijun's favor, but she needed to pique his interest. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "Young Master, my husband and I have been married for years. Though he has wronged me, I cannot wrong him in return. Could you please show mercy and spare our lives?"
At first glance, Qi Fang appeared utterly faithful to her gambler husband. In reality, this woman wished he were dead, and through Fang Han, she had indeed accomplished that.
Sure enough, Fang Han and Meng Zhao's deductions about Fang Zijun's temperament and preferences had been completely accurate.
After hearing Qi Fang's words, the blazing light in Fang Zijun's eyes grew even fiercer. He wished he could immediately press the woman beneath him and teach her a harsh lesson.
He shook his head and sighed. "You were born a beauty; why must you be so stubborn? Very well, I shall save you from this sea of suffering. Men, tie the two of them up."
At his shout, several guards stepped forward and bound Qi Fang and Meng Zhao, who was disguised as a lecherous