“Brother Yu, I’ll drink to you on behalf of your second brother.”
Wang Xi Feng picked up her wine cup, her face flushed, as she looked at Jia Yu: “Your second brother wants to get an official position, but he’s not good at studies or martial arts, and no one in the family supports him.
He just spends his days in brothels.”
“Once he gets that official position, he’ll definitely change.”
Wang Xi Feng didn’t know Lian Er’s true intentions, but she figured that with something to do every day, Lian Er shouldn’t be as dissolute as he’d been.
Jia Yu picked up his wine cup: “I’m a man who distinguishes clearly between gratitude and resentment. Whoever helps me, who’s good to me, I’ll be good to them in return.”
He drained the wine from his cup, not daring to look at Wang Xi Feng’s face.
That face, full of alluring charm, made him uncomfortable, and his lower body was hard as a rock.
As if she hadn’t noticed Jia Yu’s awkwardness, Wang Xi Feng stood up, her shawl draped on the chair. Even with her thick winter clothes, her proud figure couldn’t be hidden.
Her slender, jade-like hand reached for the wine pot. Bending over, her flushed face, rosy neck, and the scent of her perfume mingled with the aroma of the wine, filling Jia Yu’s nose.
It was intoxicating.
After refilling her cup, Wang Xi Feng said to Jia Yu: “This cup is for apologizing for my reckless actions last time. It’s a toast to you, Uncle.”
After the last incident, Wang Xi Feng felt very remorseful. How could she have been so foolish back then?
She had actually wasted such precious favor on Wang’s uncle.
She didn’t have much affection for the Wang family.
The Wang family’s title should have been inherited by her father, but unfortunately, he died when she was young.
Although she was still the Wang family’s legitimate daughter, she was far behind compared to a true legitimate daughter of the Wang family.
If not for her betrothal to the Jia family, her treatment in the Wang family might have been worse than the lowest-ranking servants in the Jia family.
Therefore, she didn’t have much affection for the Wang family.
Even if the Wang family prospered, she wouldn’t benefit from it.
“What apology? That kind of trash, I’d kick him out of my team if you didn’t tell me.” Jia Yu downed a cup of fine wine, the alcohol having almost no effect on him.
It was simply that the taste of these wines was better than plain water, and he could distinguish the various aromas mixed within.
Even if someone poisoned it, he could tell.
This was the benefit of having overwhelming strength.
Wang Xi Feng had her second cup, the blush on her face even more pronounced.
Whoosh
Wang Xi Feng stood up to pour Jia Yu some wine, but she lost her balance and stumbled to the side. Fortunately, there was a chair to catch her, otherwise she would have fallen.
Seeing this, Jia Yu immediately went over and placed a large hand on Wang Xi Feng’s waist, supporting her.
His other hand went under her arm, which was resting on the table, easily lifting her back onto the chair.
He then sat beside her, their bodies very close together.
This was originally Lian Er’s seat.
Wang Xi Feng endured the dizziness and sat upright in the chair. This was proper etiquette.
“Thank you, Uncle...”
Her voice became exceptionally soft and gentle, her phoenix eyes shimmering with tears. She wanted to pick up the wine pot again.
“Let’s stop here for today!”
Jia Yu was afraid he wouldn’t be able to control himself.
Such a soft waist, such fragrant perfume, and such a beautiful woman.
Jia Yu never limited himself. In this second life, he sought an uninhibited, carefree joy.
Flexible moral boundaries were the source of happiness.
Wang Xi Feng smiled sweetly, a sound that made his skin tingle: “Uncle, I’m truly happy, which is why I’m drinking so much.”
Then, her voice took on a hint of resentment and grievance: “Lian Er, that good-for-nothing, isn’t ambitious. I’m trying my best to please the Old Lady and get along with everyone in the family.
I was hoping the Old Lady would speak for Lian Er and get him a good position!
But what does he do? He thinks I’m trying to please the second branch and the Old Lady, that I don’t care about the main branch.”
“Why wouldn’t I want to please the main branch? But the eldest madam is a stepmother, not a legitimate wife.
Every time I go to the eldest master’s side, I feel a sense of dread in his gaze. He’s even tried to take Ping Er away from me several times.
How can I possibly try to please a main branch like that?
After arguing with Lian Er several times, I haven’t seen him since, except when he comes back to ask for money and we meet for a few moments.”
Tears rolled down her cheeks.
Jia Yu didn’t know how to comfort her. Wang Xi Feng looked at Jia Yu’s face, which was even more handsome and dashing than Jia Lian’s.
Her dizzy body involuntarily leaned towards Jia Yu.
Jia Yu put his arms around her, feeling her soft, supple body, especially the way she leaned against him after collapsing.
Jia Yu felt like he was going to explode, particularly with the heat he felt from her breathing.
He hadn’t been intimate with anyone since coming to this world!
Wang Xi Feng’s hand unconsciously wrapped around his waist, like an octopus, clinging to him.
Her jade-like hand was restless, reaching everywhere as if searching for something.
“Ouyang Xu, do you think I, Zhao Pan Er, am just anyone? You want me to be a concubine?” This was a heartbroken and furious voice coming from outside the private room.
“Miss Zhao, you know your own situation.” An old voice replied bluntly: “My master allowing you to be a concubine is already a great concession.
If Miss Zhao is unwilling to be a concubine, then these silver taels can be considered your travel expenses back to your hometown.
Please understand.”
“You want us to go back to Jiangnan?” San Niang was astonished when she heard De Shu’s words: “De Shu, have you gone senile? How can you say such a thing?”
“Do you two think this is a matter of discussion?” De Shu’s voice turned cold: “Tomorrow and unexpected events, who knows which will come first.”
Thump, thump, thump...
At that moment, five or six burly men walked up to the second floor.
Jia Yu in the private room felt a little more at ease. He was distracted, but he also saw his men approaching.
This meant that Hu Po and Qian Wen had returned.
Jia Yu gently supported the unconscious Wang Xi Feng, looking at her full bosom.
“I’ll let you off this time. Next time, next time, I’ll make sure you know that people shouldn’t just hug anyone!”
He leaned Wang Xi Feng back against the chair and returned to his original position.
Hu Po and Qian Wen followed the soldiers inside, seeing the unconscious Wang Xi Feng.
“Can you two carry her?”
“We can.”
Hu Po answered first.
“Good. Take her back to the carriage...”
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