[Xiao Cui from the household actually likes Dad? Whenever he's away, she licks the teacups he's drunk from?]
[Holy crap, how disgusting is that? Even a lovesick bootlicker couldn't outlick her.]
[If Dad found out, wouldn't he throw up for three days straight?]
Sorry, Dad already knew, and he was already throwing up.
Before Tang Cheng even reached Tang Shiba's courtyard, he grabbed a nearby tree and vomited from sheer disgust.
Xiao Cui was a longtime servant of the household, older than him, and had even served his parents.
He had kept her around because she seemed so loyal. Who would have thought she actually had feelings for him?
"Urrgh..." The thought of her licking his cups made Tang Cheng's stomach churn.
[Oh, Xiaocui's licking something again. This time it's Dad's dessert?]
"Urrgh..." Tang Cheng threw up again.
He couldn't take it. He really couldn't take it anymore.
He broke into a run toward his own courtyard.
Madam Song went with him.
Madam Song had heard those thoughts too. Her face was as dark as a demon's, and she looked ready to kill someone.
They arrived at the courtyard together, but when their eyes met, Madam Song suddenly covered her mouth and dry-heaved.
The thought of her husband swallowing someone else's saliva made her sick.
Tang Cheng was speechless. Seeing his wife's reaction, he looked wounded. Was she disgusted with him now?
Just then, Xiaocui came in carrying the dessert. Before she could speak, Madam Song dragged her over.
Smack! The slap landed squarely on Xiaocui's left cheek, so loudly that even Tang Xuan next door heard it.
Tang Xuan thought, Have they started fighting?
"You vile woman! I treated you well because you'd served this household for years. Who knew you were doing something so filthy behind our backs?