His long life as a concubine-born son had left him discriminated against at every turn. Even in the order of succession within the family, he ranked below the sons-in-law. His overly sensitive heart had become completely twisted, filled with hatred toward those of noble status. If the other party was a woman, he felt an overwhelming desire to conquer her.
The Fu sisters were both beautiful and of extraordinary status. He had long coveted them. Earlier, he had tried to make a move on the two women while they were traveling, only to be harshly taught a lesson. He understood that the sisters' martial arts were too formidable, and his subordinates feared Master Fu and did not dare lay a hand on them. Thus, he could only shift his target. Then he happened upon Wuyunzhu—beautiful and gentle, yet also of noble birth. She fulfilled all his desires.
"Come on, after living this long, you must never have experienced a woman's pleasures, right?" Choi Hang felt a blazing heat in his lower abdomen. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he bent down and reached his vile hand toward the girl on the bed.
Song Qingshu shook his head outside the window. This Choi Hang was practically identical to a villain from a television drama. Those lines were simply too filthy and awful.
"Ah~" Wuyunzhu finally panicked. What young girl did not dream of love? She had always imagined that one day, on her wedding night, she would offer herself to her beloved. She had envisioned that beautiful scene countless times. Who could have expected that she would instead be defiled by this disgusting man?
At that moment, the world before her turned gray, as though everything had lost its color.
"If you really do anything to me, my big brother won't