Qi Yue obediently stopped and turned around, showing neither fear nor panic.

“Alright, I know this is somewhat terrifying,” she said, raising her hands in front of her, “But, you see…”

She smiled at this point.

“Everyone saw my skilled technique, finding it incredible, able to do what others cannot,” she said, “Actually, I’m no different from others. Just like what someone wrote in ‘The Oil Seller’—there’s nothing special about it, just familiarity through practice. These impressive skills of mine were developed through these unglamorous practices.”

Chang Yuncheng just looked at her. After throwing that book, he hadn’t moved again.

“…Opening up bodies and such, I couldn’t possibly be born knowing how to do it. It’s just practice, practice, practice. Just like how you fight wars—know yourself and your enemy. I treat illnesses the same way. First, I must know and be familiar with the body’s structure. How do I become familiar? Only by seeing for myself,” Qi Yue continued, “So for Yan’er’s surgery this time, I had to practice.”

Chang Yuncheng looked at her and let out a cold laugh.

“Fine, you don’t need to laugh coldly. I know that for you people, this kind of thing is truly difficult to accept and tolerate,” Qi Yue said, spreading her hands, “You don’t need to say anything. I know I was wrong in this matter, and there’s nothing to explain. I’ll move out right now. If that’s still not enough, I mentioned before about divorce…”

At this point, Chang Yuncheng suddenly slammed the table.

“Shut up,” he shouted.

Qi Yue obediently shut up.

Chang Yuncheng looked at her with a gloomy expression.

The room fell into silence.

“It’s not enough to involve the authorities…” Qi Yue couldn’t help but speak again.

Chang Yuncheng slammed the table again.

“Hey, that’s enough,” This time Qi Yue also raised her eyebrows, “Different trades are like different mountains…”

Chang Yuncheng stood up with a dark face and walked over. Qi Yue turned and ran.

“Violence is not gentlemanly…” she shouted.

She hadn’t run far before Chang Yuncheng grabbed her in one swift motion.

“If you get physical, I won’t be polite either!” Qi Yue shouted. Just as she finished speaking, her body was lifted off the ground, her head spinning. Chang Yuncheng had tucked her under his arm.

She let out a startled cry. The next moment, she was carried back to the couch, thrown face-down onto the bed.

Before she could recover from her dizziness, a palm landed heavily on her buttocks, causing Qi Yue, who was just about to get up, to fall back down on the bed.

If this were in the military, big fists would have been flying everywhere without regard for location.

Chang Yuncheng raised his hand, looking around before finally settling on her buttocks—there was more flesh there, so hitting it wouldn’t cause serious harm.

“Tell me, why did you lie!” He struck her heavily twice while shouting.

“I didn’t lie, this is the truth… ah… Chang Yuncheng, you bastard! Hit me again! Try hitting me again! Ah! You’re actually still hitting me!”

Standing outside the door, A’Ru heard Qi Yue’s crying from inside.

It was real crying. This was the first time A’Ru had heard this woman cry. She was anxious to go in, but Qiu Xiang held her back firmly, shaking her head.

The crying gradually subsided.

“Are you done crying?” Chang Yuncheng’s voice came from above.

Qi Yue simply didn’t get up, pulling the blanket over her head.

Chang Yuncheng yanked the blanket away.

“Now that you’re done crying, speak!” he roared.

“Speak about what?” Qi Yue turned over and sat up, but because her buttocks hurt, she leaned to one side, “That’s all I have to say. Do whatever you want!”

“You lied and you’re still being unreasonable?” Chang Yuncheng glared at her and shouted.

“I, I am being reasonable,” Qi Yue said defiantly.

Chang Yuncheng raised his hand. Qi Yue grabbed the blanket and dodged backward. Where could she hide? Chang Yuncheng’s long arm reached out and pulled her in front of him.

“You lied to me? Why did you lie to me?” he demanded again.

“If I didn’t lie to you, would you have let me go?” Qi Yue glared back and asked.

“Why wouldn’t I let you go?” Chang Yuncheng looked at her and said through gritted teeth.

Huh? Qi Yue was stunned.

“Because, this, this, this is very frightening,” she stammered.

“Do you think I’m cowardly? That I’d be scared by you playing with a dead person?…” Chang Yuncheng asked with a cold laugh.

Playing? How was this playing…

Uh… his meaning was…

“You… aren’t afraid?” Qi Yue looked at him and asked tentatively.

“If you’re not afraid, do you think I’m inferior to you, a woman?” Chang Yuncheng shook her.

Qi Yue felt dizzy from the shaking and quickly grabbed his arm.

“Don’t shake, don’t shake. I’m dizzy,” she said, while looking at him again, “How can you not be afraid? Do you know what I was doing? Did you see it with your own eyes?”

Chang Yuncheng looked at her. Thinking of what he had seen with his own eyes and heard with his own ears, he felt his chest fill with stifling anger.

“I saw it with my own eyes. You were smiling so happily at that man,” he said through gritted teeth, word by word.

Huh?

Qi Yue stared at him. Had the topic shifted? Were they talking about the same thing?

“Did you lie about going to practice, or did you go play with a man?” Chang Yuncheng roared again, “That coffin-maker, you finally got to see him, didn’t you? Very happy, weren’t you? When did you meet him? Have you known each other for a long time?”

Qi Yue’s ears were ringing from his shouting, and her already shaken head became even more confused.

“Stop shaking, stop shaking, let me think,” she said, holding onto Chang Yuncheng’s arm.

“Speak,” Chang Yuncheng glared and shouted.

Qi Yue swallowed and looked at Chang Yuncheng.

“You… are angry because I didn’t tell you the truth? Not because I went to practice with dead bodies?” she asked.

“Obviously,” Chang Yuncheng answered with a dark face.

“Really?” Qi Yue stared at him in disbelief.

“What’s false about it! You woman, you just think you’re so clever… hey…” Chang Yuncheng laughed mockingly, but his words were cut short.

Because the woman in front of him suddenly jumped up and threw herself at him.

Because it was so sudden, he almost couldn’t stand steady.

The woman’s arms circled his neck, her whole body hanging on him like a monkey clinging to a tree…

Chang Yuncheng felt his whole body stiffen, his tongue tie up, and his originally extended arms remained in their position.

This damn woman… what did she want to do…

“Chang Yuncheng, I like you.”

The woman whispered by his ear with a low laugh.

Chang Yuncheng’s mind went blank with a roar.

Again… it was happening again…

That deadly feeling was back…

His stiff arms struggled to turn, reaching out to grab the woman’s shoulders.

“…Don’t… don’t try this… it’s useless… you should quickly explain clearly what’s going on between you and that stinking man…” he stammered, while his fingers tried to pull the woman away.

The woman laughed out loud, actually wrapping her legs around his waist, pressing closer like a vine wrapping tightly around him.

Chang Yuncheng felt his throat go dry, steam rising from his head.

The soft body, this close contact, the warm breath from her laughter blowing against his ear and neck…

Chang Yuncheng shuddered.

His body immediately changed, becoming hard as a rock, especially a certain part that was almost hard enough to explode.

No. This kind of trick was useless on him!

Chang Yuncheng bit his tongue tip hard. The sharp pain temporarily cooled his burning brain.

“Tell me, tell me clearly, when did you find that stinking man?” He pulled the octopus-like woman away from him slightly, glaring with almost bloodshot eyes and shouting, “Did you have him in mind from the time I mentioned it? Did you find that man from that time?”

He still remembered clearly. Back then, this damn woman wouldn’t talk to him, only showing excitement when she heard about this coffin-maker.

Quietly, he thought she had forgotten. He never expected she would actually get to know him!

And she hid it from him!

And smiled and laughed! Laughed like that!

And what was that about “how much am I worth”!

I think you’re worth a lot!

What did she want to do? What did she mean?

Qi Yue looked at him and burst into laughter again. Without answering, she broke free from his hands and threw herself at him again, tightly hugging this man’s neck.

“You fool!” she said, looking up with laughter, “You fool!”

Chang Yuncheng, being embraced again, immediately lost the rationality he had barely controlled.

Well, well, let’s get down to business first!

He grabbed Qi Yue’s arms and turned toward the inner room, pulling the woman into his arms with such force that you could almost hear all the bones in their bodies crack. He wished he could embed this woman into his body, to become one with her.

Qi Yue was suddenly squeezed so tight she stuck out her tongue, and her laughter was choked off.

“Be gentler!” she shouted.

It would have been better if she hadn’t said this. Hearing it, Chang Yuncheng immediately thought of yesterday’s almost live performance by Fan Yilin and that courtesan in front of him…

“Don’t…” Qi Yue said again. The remaining words “don’t squeeze me” hadn’t left her mouth before they were cut off by this man’s suddenly increased force.

Don’t… “don’t” meant “do”…

Chang Yuncheng’s eyes almost shot fire. He felt his whole body screaming. He turned the woman’s head, face flushed and breathing heavily, and kissed her.

Qi Yue felt like she was being cooked. This man was burning hot all over like he was on fire, frantically and roughly gnawing, sucking, and swallowing.

“Listen to me…” she occasionally managed to steal a breath and shouted loudly, but soon was silenced again, only able to make muffled sounds. In the end, whether from lack of oxygen or something else, Qi Yue became dizzy and lost track of where she was.

When she felt a chill on her body, she discovered she had been laid on the bed. The heavily breathing man was tearing open her casual short jacket. Her red undergarment was roughly pushed up, exposing two trembling, delicate peaches.

Pink and fair, with a touch of rosy red at the tips, almost blinding in the morning light.

“Chang Yuncheng!” Qi Yue screamed, struggling to get up, reaching to protect the treasures that shouldn’t be exposed to others.

Shouting the man’s name at this moment was like a war horn. Chang Yuncheng’s blood was boiling. Without hesitation, he pounced with reddened eyes, cupping the delicacies in both hands and frantically began to feast.

This damned sensitive body. Qi Yue shuddered, her body going soft. Her hands that were meant to push this man away involuntarily grabbed his head, her fingers gripping his hair bun tightly as she moaned.

Chang Yuncheng, who was frantically feeding, became even more stimulated, letting out a low growl as his hand moved downward. Because of the awkward position, he couldn’t pull down her pants, so he had to reach his large hand inside through the clothing.

“Listen to me!” Qi Yue screamed again in a trembling voice, “Don’t…”

“Don’t” meant “do”…

Be patient, persevere, be gentle…

Chang Yuncheng’s tense muscles trembled with tension. He suppressed his boiling blood and slowed his movements.

His movements became gentler, and Qi Yue’s tension decreased slightly, making her even softer.

“No, listen to me, not now…” the woman said again in a trembling, soft voice.

“Not now” meant “now”…

Chang Yuncheng couldn’t help but shudder. His mouth moved from her chest downward along the tender skin, while his other hand had reached the most secret place.

There, the grass was thick and dense, wet and slippery to the touch.

“No, I just got my period!” Qi Yue screamed sharply.

Chang Yuncheng, who was kneeling and about to take off his pants without bothering to remove his upper garment, suddenly froze.

Which one?

He raised his hand and saw a trace of bright red on his fingers.

He was dead…