The lamb pounces on the hungry wolf

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Chapter Six

The beautiful, pink petals were exposed before him, their delicate hairs glistening with dew like spring dew.

"No…" Shangguan Xiaoyang, blushing, tried to cover her exposed vulva, but his large hand stopped her.

He gently stroked the shape of the two petals with his fingertips, teasing them from top to bottom along their soft texture.

Her sensitive vulva trembled involuntarily at his teasing.

"Brother Wolf…" she sobbed, looking at him with uneasy eyes.

"Don't be afraid, let me see how beautiful your little petals are." His fingertips gently pressed between the petals.

The two petals were plump and full; pressing them gently felt like squeezing a piece of fresh clam meat, overflowing with sweet
juice.

She trembled sensitively, her hands moving lightly onto the bed.

His fingertips moved back and forth between the two petals, the velvety touch almost irresistible to him.

His long fingers, teasing the petals, moved towards the concave area.

As the juices flowed more abundantly, his sliding speed increased.

The moment he touched her indentation, her beautiful long legs snapped shut.

He forcefully parted them, revealing the flower's shape to his eyes.

Parting the petals, he lowered his head and extended his tongue, gently vibrating it back and forth on the indentation.

The moment his soft tongue touched her petals, she almost wanted to flee from him.

"You...how could you lick there..." Her face flushed red like a boiled shrimp, her
beautiful eyebrows furrowed.

"You're so sweet..." He forcefully restrained her escaping body, his tongue rolling on the indentation, licking
the nectar.

The rich floral fragrance not only filled his nostrils, but his taste buds also savored the sweetness of the juices, making it impossible for him to
stop.

His tongue, like a nimble snake, circled the indentation before moving down to the crevice.

The velvety touch made his tongue slide down, sucking up the sweet nectar, his tongue
lingering around the crevice.

"Ugh..." Her breathing seemed even more difficult than before, as if ants were crawling all over her body, making
her nerves tense.

"Look, just a little lick and your juices are flowing more and more." His voice was full of wicked charm,
his licking tongue making smacking sounds in the crevice.

A lewd scent slowly filled the air. With the teasing of his tongue
, she felt even more nectar flowing between her legs.

The nectar was like an inexhaustible source of water, constantly overflowing from her flower.

His mouth sucked the sweet nectar, while his tongue teased the small bud hidden in the crevice.

The sensitive bud, teased by his tongue, gradually became engorged and erect, even the petals became
more vibrant.

The pink flower, because of his constant licking of the bud, caused the constantly tightening flower to secrete wet spring water.

The slit in her vulva was indistinguishable between his saliva and her own juices, all mingled together.

Her legs were spread apart, and she was parched. His unrestrained tongue teased her engorged
clitoris, sending a strange pleasure through her body.

Unable to resist his advances, she could only cooperate, arching her back and writhing
her body.

"Mmm...ah..." His tongue had already abandoned all restraint; the pleasure coursing through her body made
her cry out.

Hearing her moans, he moved his tongue down to the entrance of her vulva, gently teasing the area.

His tongue mischievously stirred the wetness outside her vulva before finally pushing it into the contracting, throbbing opening.

As the foreign object was pushed into her tender flower, she let out a soft, cat-like cry.

"Ah..." Her hands gripped the sheets tightly, feeling her clitoris become wet and slippery from his tongue, her
nipples becoming even redder and erect.

His tongue slid into the wet, warm walls, inhaling a rich, delicate fragrance, his nose
rubbing against the opening.

The double stimulation caused her to let out a cute moan, her vulva instinctively contracting.

Although his tongue was pushed and pushed by her walls, he persisted, thrusting deep inside.

A torrent of fluid gushed forth, dripping from his lips before he could suck it up, wetting his mouth and
the sheets.

His tongue moved restlessly within her flesh, feeling the tight walls contract and tremble.

"Ah ah..." she moaned softly, the stimulation almost unbearable.

Seeing her increasingly natural and genuine reaction, he withdrew his tongue from the wet walls, then used two fingers
to separate the bright red petals.

The color inside the petals had changed from a delicate pink to a deep pink, indicating that she was currently in a state of arousal.

His tongue gently licked the fleshy parts of her labia, not forgetting to move towards the bud.

While his lips pressed against her labia, he lightly sucked and rubbed them with his teeth, creating a pleasure that she could not
resist .

"Brother Wolf... ahh..." she cried out wantonly, her other hand involuntarily
covering her breasts.

Her skin flushed red, like blooming cherry blossoms, so beautiful that he quickened the speed of his tongue,
rapidly stirring the sensitive bud, causing her body to sway even more.

"No, don't go so fast..." She was almost breathless from the torment of his tongue, and with the speed of his licking
, she was almost unable to resist.

The area between her legs was even wetter than before, and her vulva was writhing and contracting more intensely.

The juices dripped like broken beads onto the clean sheets, filling the air with
her fragrance.

"Ah, ah..." She gripped the sheets tightly with one hand, while her other hand dug deep into her breasts
.

Her breasts were squeezed out of shape by her small hands, and red marks immediately appeared on her fair, snow-white skin.

A slight pain combined with a surge of pleasure rising from her lower abdomen, mixed with an indescribable lust, was
fiercely devouring her body and mind.

His tongue explored and teased, making her whole body stiffen.

As his speed increased, her clitoris became erect and hard, and her flower bud kept secreting fluid from her flower cave.

"Ah, ah..." She had lost all reason, only able to succumb to his movements.

Seeing her body trembling rapidly, he knew she was about to reach the peak of orgasm.

He quickened the vibrations of his tongue, trying his best to give her the greatest pleasure.

"Mmm... no, no..." She trembled all over, her two soft breasts bobbing up and down with her body's trembling,
forming waves of milk.

He didn't let her go, licking her sensitive little bud even more vigorously.

In an instant, her flower hole contracted rapidly, overflowing with more nectar.

She couldn't stop the hot flow exploding from her lower abdomen, straightening her long legs... Her

nimble tongue immediately tasted more warm nectar, which flowed slowly from her flower hole.

She reached orgasm, her whole body trembling.

"You think this is the end?" His tongue left her flower hole, looking down at
her panting expression.

"Brother Wolf..." Her eyes were seductive, her lips red and her teeth white, her long hair cascading down like a waterfall,
with a few strands of hair beside her face, making her look even more charming.

A surge of desire, like a thousand horses galloping through his lower abdomen, made him unable to restrain himself any longer.

He removed his cumbersome clothes, revealing his bronze, muscular chest, which made her gaze irresistibly wander downwards
.

Her eyes landed on his lower abdomen, making her want to look away in embarrassment, but then she saw his long member,
proudly pointing at her.

"Now, it's my turn to take you." He grabbed her long legs, spread them apart, and wrapped them around
his waist.

Her eyes widened, not understanding his next move.

"Brother Wolf... what do you want to do?" she gasped, looking frightened.

"I want to enter your body." He smiled faintly, his erect tip already
rubbing against her vulva.

The sensation of his tip was different from his tongue.

This time, the hard object was hot, and compared to the softness of his tongue, it had a hard, iron-like feel, making her
body shrink back in fear.

"It... looks so big..." she swallowed, murmuring anxiously.

"Don't be afraid, I'll be very gentle." He held his hot iron and gently pushed the large, round end into her flower
cave.

But as soon as it reached the tip, it was resisted by the narrow walls of her flesh.

Only then did he realize that her flower walls were narrower and tighter than he had imagined, and he couldn't take over her
flower passage all at once.

"Brother Wolf, I'm scared..." She felt the long iron throbbing hotly, as if it wanted to penetrate her
body .

"Don't be afraid, it will make you feel very comfortable." He moistened the round end with her glistening fluid and tried to
push it .

As soon as it entered her flower cave, the velvety feeling of being enveloped made him unable to withdraw.

He planned to push the hot iron into her body in one go, but unfortunately, she was really too narrow. When he arched his back, she was
in so much pain that tears welled up in her eyes. He had to slow down and look down at her sad expression.

"It hurts so much..." The thick and hot thing had only been pushed in the round end, but it made her feel uncomfortable all over.

Especially with his powerful thrusts, the thick, rounded iron seemed to only go in, inch by inch, penetrating her body. The veins

on the large, rounded end bulged, rubbing against her smooth, delicate flower walls.

"I'll go slower," he said. Although he wanted to possess her completely,
he was unusually gentle and slowed down because she was a virgin experiencing forbidden fruit for the first time.

Hearing his deep, soothing voice, although her nerves weren't fully alert, the long iron remained inside her
flower walls, causing her to twist her waist uncomfortably.

"Mmm..." he groaned, and her innocent twisting made the thick, rounded iron slide in even further.

"Ah!" she cried out in surprise, the large, hot iron filling her flower path even more.

She tried to push him away, but because of her erratic movements, the hot iron, along with the fluids secreted from her flower bud,
slid smoothly into her flower cave.

"Mmm..." She let out a more alluring sound, a feeling of fullness she had never experienced before. Compared to his
tongue, the large, hot iron brought a warm, rough sensation.

Seeing the creases on her brows gradually smooth out, he thrust his hips forward, pushing the large, rounded tip
forward .

"Ah..." Her brows immediately furrowed again, her hands pressing against his chest, "It hurts, it hurts..."

The thick, hot iron penetrated her last forbidden zone, and her flower walls began to contract in pain. As if
to began to overflow with flower fluid.

"I know, I know." Because of the contraction of her flower passage, the hot iron was also tightly contracted. "Relax,
you'll feel very comfortable."

To ease her pain, his hands gently cupped her round breasts, his index finger and thumb pinching
the pink buds together, rubbing and rolling them between his fingertips.

"Mmm..." She gradually lost her initial resistance, enjoying the pleasure that came from his palms,
or from the invasion of the hot iron between her legs.

His rough fingers kneaded her bright red nipples, effectively easing her pain and causing her body to actively respond to his
movements.

"Is it very comfortable?" He began to sway his hips, pushing against her tight flower walls.

"Mmm, mmm..." She couldn't answer with a complete string of words, only enjoying his slow thrusting.

Seeing her expression change from pain to pleasure, his dark eyes narrowed, and he forcefully plunged the entire hot iron into her flower
walls.

"Ah..."

Her wet, hot flower walls were filled to the brim by his hot iron, the large, thick iron completely filling her vaginal canal.

Although the tight passage was stretched open by his hot iron, it still secreted clear fluid, lubricating
the friction between the hot iron and the flower walls.

"Mmm..." she moaned softly, the feeling of being filled slowly creeping up her entire body.

She couldn't describe the pleasure; reason was gradually overwhelmed by the overwhelming ecstasy.

The pain in her passage was now filled with his hot iron, and she no longer felt pain, but rather waves of
shivers running through her body.

Soft, coquettish moans escaped from her slightly parted lips as she savored his possessiveness.

His large hands played with her breasts, finally lowering his head to take one nipple into his mouth, letting his tongue explore the bud.
He spun around.

"Uh... um..." She half-closed her starry eyes, which were misty with moisture, her body swaying with his teasing
.

She couldn't tell where she was, only feeling the passion he ignited within her, instinctively
seeking pleasure with him.

"You're so tight..." His muscles tensed, his narrow hips thrusting forward fiercely.

"Brother Wolf... you're making me feel so good..." Her sensitivity was fully aroused, and she subconsciously cried out
her most desired need.

Her alluring moans and her dazed expression shook his heart.

The intense flames, fueled by her ambiguous voice, became hot and wild.

"Your pussy is so tight..." His large hands clung to her slender waist, then moved down, placing her
legs on his arms.

His strong waist thrust forward powerfully, their thighs rubbing together.

The hot iron seemed to be inside her honeyed flower, each rapid thrust eliciting a wet, wet sound.

"Ah... Brother Wolf, help me... harder..." She opened her pink lips, uttering words that she herself
found shameful.

Right now, all she wanted was his forceful thrusts.

Although it was his first time experiencing her, he understood her body's reactions perfectly.

He didn't disappoint her; each thrust was powerful and solid.

His hot, erect penis penetrated her soft, delicate walls, the rounded end rubbing deeply against her most sensitive, tender
core.

The core was ravaged by the thick, rounded end, again and again...

With each withdrawal, he could see the clear, slippery fluid glistening on the dark purple hot penis.

Staring at her ecstatic face, he almost relaxed, pouring all his energy into her.

"Ah... I want more... don't stop..." Her body was beyond control, her hands tightly
gripping his neck.

At this moment, their bodies were pressed so close together; he could feel her warm breath and the pounding of her
heart against his chest.

"You're so good, little lamb..." He didn't disappoint her, still thrusting his narrow hips
towards .

Withdrawal, withdrawal...

the sounds of their bodies slapping together and their heavy breathing created a captivating melody in the small room.

She began to cooperate with his thrusts, her slender waist swaying with his rhythm, her round hips rising to meet his
hot iron, making their lovemaking even closer and tighter.

"I want it..." she asked seductively, her desire ignited.

This request fueled his burning passion even more fiercely and wildly.

Each entry was firm, filling her flower stalk and spreading her petals.

With each friction of his hot iron against her tender flower, each thrust brought her ultimate pleasure.

"Mmm, ahh..." As his movements became faster and stronger, her
voice grew more and more beautiful.

Even her small hands, which had been clinging to his neck, involuntarily slipped onto his arms, their fingers digging deep
into his muscles.

"Are you almost there?" he asked breathlessly. "Don't leave me alone."

He straightened his back, thrusting in and out with force, inch by inch.

The hot iron seemed to be about to burst her wetness, splashing out a lot of fluid with each withdrawal.

She was soaking wet, moaning seductively, a wave of pleasure washing over her
as if was collapsing bit by bit...

He became blurry in her eyes, her mind went blank, and her legs kicked restlessly.

She had reached her limit, as if she could no longer bear his demands.

The man's excitement plunged into her constantly sucking wetness again and again, her two petals contracting and tightly
wrapping the hot iron with bulging veins.

With each thrust, the waves of tingling numbness that spread to her inner thighs finally exploded in her lower abdomen
. "Ah, ah...no, no..." In that instant, every nerve in her body snapped

like a taut string . 　　A surge of heat coursed through her body, her mind went blank, unable to think, reaching that exquisite peak. 　　He breathed heavily, still relentlessly ravaging her body. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　That was the final moment— 　　the hot iron, which had been thrusting in and out endlessly, was now swollen to its maximum, its tip enjoying the sucking pleasure, and the ecstasy spread from between his legs. 　　"Ah..." He suddenly roared, burying himself deep into her wet flower cave with one last thrust. 　　As pleasure gushed from the small hole at the end, hot and viscous white fluid poured into , mixing with the sweet liquid... 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Little Sheep Pouncing on the Hungry Wolf 3 　　　　　　　　　　　　After you arbitrarily teased my heartstrings, 　　　　　　　　　　　you, like a naughty child, hid from me, 　　　　　　　　　　　constantly guessing where you would appear, 　　hoping to end the days of waiting... 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter Seven 　　When Shangguan Xiaoyang opened her eyes, it was already the next morning. 　　And the first thing she did upon waking was to laugh triumphantly! 　　Hahaha... 　　Yes! She now arrogantly smiled, then quietly got out of bed to wash up, so as not to wake the sleeping . 　　Although the price she paid yesterday was a bit too high, she was able to get ahead of Yan Yingying. 　　Even if she was "abused" two or three times yesterday, she didn't feel bitter. 　　Thinking of yesterday's scene, her little face couldn't help but blush with a captivating red. 　　Since Yan Yingying resorted to such despicable means first, she shouldn't blame her for heartlessly sneaking away first and directly pouncing on the hungry wolf who was in heat yesterday! 　　Hahahaha… 　　Just thinking about Yan Yingying's failed attempt to steal a chicken and losing her rice instead made Shangguan Xiaoyang's lips curl into a smile. 　　Dressed neatly, she quietly moved to the bedside. 　　Gazing at his sleeping face, she knelt before the bed and reached out her soft hand to stroke his face.

From his forehead down to the tip of his high nose, and further down…

his handsome, thin lips held her long fingers captive.

The memory was still vivid; the touch of those lips was like a spring breeze, a kiss that made her temporarily forget the winter
chill.

That warmth, like a heater, lingered on her lips, the warmth and scent lingering.

When Shen Tu Lang Yi woke up, his eyes were met with those slender, delicate fingers, dancing mischievously across his face.

Upon seeing him awake, Shangguan Xiao Yang withdrew her small, slender hand, but instead smiled broadly.

She didn't run away like a kitten; instead, she gazed at him with her large, bright eyes.

Shen Tu Lang Yi, on the other hand, upon meeting her beautiful eyes, immediately jumped out of bed in shock.

He found himself completely naked, his lower body covered only by a silk quilt, and the girl before him had those
clear, innocent eyes, as if he were a piece of delicious meat.

"You're awake," she smiled sweetly at him.

"This..." His head was still spinning as he tried to recall everything from yesterday.

He vaguely remembered being drugged, followed by images of him rolling around in bed with her...

Ha! He gasped. Everything in his mind wasn't a figment
of his imagination, nor a product of his pent-up desires.

It was real!

"I don't blame you." She smiled sweetly, not screaming for him to take responsibility, but gently
comforting him about this sudden turn of events. "You were drugged."

He gazed at her with his beautiful eyes, his mind blank, yet his heart overflowing
with joy, a surging tide of already possessing her.

"So what you need to do next is marry me." Before he could speak, she quickly added
this .

No way! Strike while the iron is hot!

While even fate was on her side, she naturally wanted to sell herself. She couldn't let a man
take advantage while she suffered the loss!

Impossible! She, Shangguan Xiaoyang, never did business at a loss.

So, since he had consummated their marriage, he had to give her a title.

Perfect, this would also be a great blow to Yan Yingying, making that woman understand that Shen Tu Langyi would always belong to her
!

What a brilliant two-birds-with-one-stone plan, all thanks to Yan Yingying.

She secretly chuckled, realizing she had gained the most from this love triangle.

"Marry..." His dark eyes gazed at her happy expression, a slight smile playing on his thin lips.

"Don't go back on your word!" she repeated, as if afraid he would change his mind, "Besides, you always say I'm
your betrothed since childhood, and we both have this opportunity..."

"Why do you want to marry me?" He suppressed his smile, asking seriously and earnestly.

This sudden question silenced her.

She thought for a long time, and after a moment, she said uncertainly, "Because... you're very wealthy,
you should able to support me for life!"

This way, she wouldn't have to worry about the nightmare that had always haunted her—becoming poor and facing separation.

However, hearing this, a sense of disappointment and sadness welled up in his heart.

He vaguely remembered that more than ten years ago, when she wanted to leave Fengtian City, she declared that she would not marry him when

he became poor. And now, she was marrying him because he was incredibly wealthy.

In other words, she had never truly considered his heart? Was her only concern for cold ,
hard money?

This answer deeply disappointed him.

"Brother Wolf One?" she called to him, who was lost in thought. Seeing that he didn't respond, she waved her small hand in front of his handsome face
.

"You want to marry me, is it only because... I'm rich?" His dark eyes were serious.

"Uh..." His sudden serious expression caught her off guard.

"Is that so?" He stepped forward and grabbed her shoulders, asking in a deep voice.

She was caught off guard by his question and never expected things to develop this way.

How should she answer him now? But she couldn't deceive her own heart; it was indeed because he was rich that she dared to love him

so boldly . 　　She wanted to marry him because of his immense wealth, believing it would ensure both of them would have no worries and prevent the tragedy of poverty-stricken couples. 　　She had calculated everything carefully and felt that marrying him wouldn't be a bad thing. 　　But now he was asking her why she wanted to marry him… 　　Sigh! She really couldn't deny that it was because of his family background. 　　"Little Lamb, answer me!" he said coldly, tightening his grip on her shoulders. 　　"Yes!" In her haste, she blurted out without any embellishment, "I want to marry you because you have a wealthy family. After we get married, we'll—" 　　"Enough!" he interrupted, his face extremely unpleasant. 　　Huh? She hadn't finished what she was going to say! 　　"But I…" "No need to say anything more, I understand." His dark eyes turned icy. "I need to carefully consider 　　our marriage ." 　　"Wh-what?" Her mouth gaped open, staring at him in disbelief. 　　"Please leave first." He pointed to the door, issuing an order to leave. "Let me have some peace and quiet." 　　"But..." She hadn't finished speaking! 　　He glanced at her coldly, his thin lips pressed tightly together, seemingly utterly disappointed in her. 　　"Fine, alright!" She stood up, her hands twisting into ten small white knots, and answered hesitantly. 　　Okay! Maybe he was a conservative old man, and losing his virginity to her before marriage might have surprised him. 　　She would wait until he calmed down before talking to him. 　　But as she stepped out of the room, one sentence from him kept echoing in her mind—" 　　I need to seriously consider marrying you." 　　Consider my ass! 　　Shangguan Xiaoyang had been in a very bad mood these past few days, as if she had swallowed a powder keg and was about to explode. 　　It had been three days since she had been intimate with Shen Tu Lang.

The moment the man saw her, he scurried away like a puppy with its tail between its legs, refusing to face her.

Strange! Had their roles been reversed?

She, a young, unmarried woman, had shamelessly approached him to discuss their future, wanting to fulfill his previous
deep affection .

Unexpectedly, after a night of intimacy, his eyes were filled with resentment upon seeing her, he wouldn't utter a word, and even
his gaze lacked its previous fiery intensity, repeatedly avoiding her eyes.

"Ah—" she stomped her feet in anger, shouting unhappily.

Was he even going to marry her?

She was now in a situation like an abandoned wife, waiting for a man to discard her.

No way! How could she sit idly by and wait to be abandoned?

Besides, when he was "burning with lust," she had willingly offered herself up to him, allowing him to relieve his pain.

After he had "used" her body, how could he just walk away, acting like
a victim ?

Humph! She wouldn't let him get away so easily.

Besides, he was the "prey" she had her eye on; she wouldn't let him go so easily.

Regardless of his wealth, she had already "enjoyed" him, and now she wanted to give him up—

impossible!

Even if she fell in love with him because of his family background, so what?

Ultimately, Shangguan Xiaoyang still loved him!

How could he stir her emotions and then abandon her?

Thinking of his recent coldness, Shangguan Xiaoyang felt a surge of anger.

Especially with Yan Yingying interfering every day, making her feel wronged.

She was angry, but dared not speak out, fearing her elder sister would discover their affair and cause
an uncontrollable uproar.

Although she desperately wanted to expose their affair so he would have no excuse to leave her, she felt
a pang of sadness.

As a daughter of the Shangguan family, did she have to humiliate herself like this, holding a knife to his throat
and demanding he marry her?

Thinking this, she calmed down.

She couldn't be rash; that would prevent her from achieving anything significant.

Reassuring herself, she blinked, and a tall figure came into view.

"Brother Wolf One!" she called out sweetly upon seeing him, her petite body leaping
from the chair and fluttering to his side like a butterfly.

Shen Tu Wolf One, his long foot just stepping across the threshold, was about to retract when her delicate voice stopped him.

He hesitated, wondering whether to turn and leave, but her small hand already covered his clothes, her sweet
face facing him.

It would be a lie to say he wasn't moved.

For the past three days, he had been avoiding her, trying to prevent himself from falling deeper.

But he realized it was too late.

His heart was already completely occupied by her; asking him to withdraw his affections was no easy task.

No wonder that day, after their physical intimacy, hearing that she didn't truly love him but only
wanted to marry him because of his family background, had left him utterly disappointed.

He was torn; he wanted to see her, but seeing her made his heart clench again…

“Brother Wolf!” she called out sweetly, her voice gentle and affectionate. “I haven’t seen
you for days. How have you been?”

Her soft voice softened his heart.

“I’m fine,” he lied to her, and to himself.

He hadn’t been doing well these past few days, his mind filled with thoughts of her.

She pouted, her eyebrows furrowing.

“Do you miss me?” she asked, undeterred, pressing her warm face against his cold one.

He pursed his thin lips, as if guarding a final secret.

But secrets always turn into endless longing, almost bursting forth.

He sighed helplessly, turning to leave her.

Huh? Her eyes widened in surprise; he hadn’t expected to leave after only a few words.

She wouldn’t allow him to ignore her, so she followed him out of the hall.

"Brother Wolf One..." A biting wind blew against her cheek.

He hid his heart, and closed his ears as well.

Yes! He was just being stubborn.

He never expected that, despite all his efforts, all she saw in his eyes was
the empire he had built with his bare hands, but not his truest heart.

He was hurt, he was disappointed.

"Brother Wolf One..." She tried to keep up with him, her lotus feet sinking into the thick snow, making
her stagger.

He remained unmoved, continuing forward.

Damn it! She gritted her teeth, stubbornly trying to step into the snow.

But the snow was too deep and too wet, tangling her feet.

She lurched forward, unable to regain her footing, and fell straight down.

The snow was icy and wet... She shivered from the cold, even swallowing a mouthful of icy snow.

Ugh!

She hurriedly spat out the snow from her mouth, but her thin body, without an extra layer of clothing, quickly absorbed the melting snow
.

"Achoo!" she sneezed.

The man in front of her finally stopped, turned around, and saw her completely submerged in the snow. He
rushed over.

He pulled her up from the snowdrift, but her clothes were soaked from the melting snow, and her teeth were
chattering .

The next moment, her hands wrapped around his waist.

"I won't let you escape from me again!" she whispered softly, as gentle as a spring breeze.

His previously lifeless heart seemed to sprout new hope.

Shangguan Xiaoyang's small hands still clung to his clothes, as if she would never let go.

"I won't leave," Shen Tu Lang said softly, completely different from his previous coldness.

"I'm afraid you're lying to me." The bone-chilling snow melted into icy droplets on her skin, and although it made her
shiver, she still refused to let go of his hand, just to change into a clean dress.

"I won't lie to you." He led her back to her own room, where they were alone again.

She let out a soft moan, her red lips parting to look at him pitifully, "
What if you leave again like you did ten years ago?"

A woman's youth is fleeting; she didn't have more than ten years to wait for him to return.

Besides, they had already consummated their marriage; to expect her to let him go—dream on!

His heart skipped a beat, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"I remember you didn't like me at first, you didn't want to acknowledge me as your fiancé," he said, looking down at her
delicate face.

Her eyes darted around, finally meeting his dark gaze. "Dislike can turn into love, and I love you
now !"

Hmph! Anyway, she loved him now, and no one could defeat her!

"I still remember the reason you loved me," his voice filled with disappointment.
"You loved me only because I'm a wealthy man."

She saw endless sorrow in his eyes, as if she had done something unforgivable to him, leaving
a melancholy light in his eyes.

But she was just telling the truth…

It turns out her honesty hurt him, and she only understands now.

“No matter what my reasons are for liking you, I truly, genuinely like you right now!” she
insisted on confessing.

After all, his indifference these past few days had been quite painful for her.

She had never understood what liking someone meant, but she understood that his presence was as important as money.

“In my heart, you’re more important than money. Do I really need a good reason to
genuinely like you?” she frowned, asking him in confusion. “You are rich, and you happen to meet my
criteria. My sister’s list of potential dates is full of wealthy young men, but compared to
them I only realized today that you are different…”

She rambled on, but the more she explained, the more confused she became.

“Oh dear! I don’t even know what I’m trying to say…” she bit her lip in frustration. “What I’m trying to say is that you
are truly the most special person in my heart.”

This was her true feeling, a sincere expression from the bottom of her heart.

He was deeply moved by her honest confession, his dark eyes fixed on her.

"I mean it," she said, rising from her chair and blinking her clear, innocent eyes. "I
really , really like you."

Especially, she longed for his lips.

The thought had barely formed in her mind when she tiptoed and pressed her pink lips against his.

His lips were warm, making her feel like melting snow, and her longing was overflowing with desire.

In this cold weather, she needed his warmth…

She pounced on the hungry wolf again—

another incurable, beautiful surrender.

Chapter Eight

. Shangguan Xiaoyang always took the initiative to pounce on Shen Tu Lang.

Sweet prey, once it pounces on a long-starved wolf, always ends up being devoured.

But this time, she took the initiative to cover his lips, her pink tongue slipping between his, entwining with
his smooth tongue.

He hadn't expected her to be so bold, actually teasing him.

Her tongue, though not particularly nimble, playfully teased his, even lightly flicking at his upper teeth.

Only when her tongue tired did she gently suckle his thin lips with her own, their saliva mingling
.

He didn't resist her initiative; instead, he enjoyed her seduction.

Her words had deeply captivated his heart.

To her, he was more important than money; even in her heart, he had become the most important person.

Those words kept replaying in his mind; his previously icy heart was gradually melting, and all he wanted
now was to hold her tightly and kiss her.

"I want you," she boldly confessed, her small hands roaming restlessly over his chest, then gradually and
unruly reaching towards his crotch, loosening the belt around his waist.

"My little lamb, what do you want to do?" His heart pounded wildly at her actions, his large hand cupping her
face.

Only a few days had passed since he last saw her, and his longing was like a raging tide, almost overwhelming him.

"I want to devour you..." Her breath, as sweet as orchids, brushed against his lips, her voice soft yet her movements
inviting, she lunged at him.

She didn't want him to escape her again.

"Everything you have, everything you possess, belongs to me." She wrinkled her small nose. After boldly removing his
belt, she began to undress him.

She was as eager as a starving lamb, wrapping her thighs around his waist, pressing his back against the table, her
entire body against his chest.

Before he could even "resist," her skirt fell down, her small hands daringly
exploring between his legs.

"Do you know you're playing with fire?" he grabbed her small hand, warning her in a low voice.

"No..." Whether from the cold or from the fire burning within her, her
cheeks were flushed like a cherry blossom in spring, "I just want you to help me extinguish the fire inside me."

She boldly seduced him, her hands clinging to his neck, her thighs rubbing against his waist, her wantonness unlike
her usual docile self.

"You asked for this!" He turned the tables, sweeping everything off the table.

After the clanging and shattering sounds, he pressed her against the cold marble surface, staring down at her
face.

"Brother Wolf, I want you." She boldly wrapped her legs around his waist, her eyes filled with allure.

He narrowed his eyes, his erection already hardening from her bold words.

His burning desire pressed against her underwear; with a thrust, he struck the soft spot between her legs.

"How do you want to possess me?" His lips began to plunder her neck.

"I want you inside me." She blushed, slowly uttering these wanton words.

She wanted to take control of him, knowing he was the man she had chosen from among millions.

"Let me check if you're wet first." His large hand pulled down her panties and spread her thighs apart.

The panties hung suggestively on her left knee, her inner thigh still pressed against his heat.

His large hand covered that soft area, his rough, long fingers stroking the soft hair before reaching her sweet flower core. His

long fingers were like playing the strings of a harp, plucking at the pink petals before thrusting straight into the bud between her labia.

Her reaction was even more passionate than he had imagined; the moment he touched the tender bud, it was covered in nectar.

With slippery spring water, his index finger and thumb gently pinched and kneaded the flesh.

"Mmm..." Her body became very sensitive; with just a light touch, she couldn't help but arch her back.

Especially now, she wanted nothing more than to pounce on him. Her hands clung tightly to his back, whispering in his ear,
"Brother Wolf, hurry and enter my body!"

"You're not wet enough, it'll hurt you," he said roughly, his fingertips darting and sliding between her petals.

He wanted her petals to secrete more nectar so as not to hurt her.

But she was like a starving lamb, bleating as if she needed to be fed.

"Give it to me..." Her warm core was aroused, and her vulva began to wet.

"Impulsive little lamb," he said, taking her full, erect nipple into his mouth through her bodice. "Are you
really that hungry?"

"Because I want to possess everything about you, I don't want to share you with other women!" Only she had the right
to drain him dry; no other woman would even have a slim chance.

Her small hands slid down his neck, along his strong arms, to his waist and flat lower abdomen.

Then, her hands boldly covered his narrow buttocks, her slender fingers digging into his flesh, pressing
his erection firmly against her vulva, enticing him with seductive movements to seduce him into
the most beautiful world.

His burning desire felt her wet warmth, the stimulation from her buttocks making him unable to resist any longer,
so he thrust forward…

his insatiable lust was burning wildly.

His fiery member entered her narrow vulva, rubbing against her tender walls. “Mmm…” Although she was mentally prepared, she still couldn't help but gasp

when his enormous member filled her tight opening. 　　Her legs tightly wrapped around his waist, her hands sinking into his narrow buttocks. 　　He began to thrust wildly inside her, his hot member invading her tender walls, disregarding whether her vulva was wet or not, frantically possessing her body. 　　"Little lamb, you forced me to do this..." He breathed heavily, spreading her thighs wide. "If you stop halfway, I won't let you go either." 　　"Brother Wolf..." Her face flushed, her voice becoming high-pitched from the impact of his hot iron. 　　"What?" He thrust forcefully into her while looking down at her. 　　Seeing her panting expression, he wanted to possess her even more. 　　He was like a wild horse that couldn't stop, eroding her inch by inch, determined . 　　He wanted to leave his scent and his fragrance on her body, to prove that everything she was his. 　　"Mmm..." Her body felt like it was melting into sugar from his deep penetration, her voice becoming high-pitched and soft. 　　"I'll give you everything you want." He pounded into her flower core violently, the sensitive tip rubbing against the soft flower walls. 　　"Mmm..." She let out a satisfied moan like a kitten. 　　Her slender waist thrust forward with his movements, repeatedly matching his rhythm. 　　He lowered his head and took her nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the erect bud, letting the tingling stimulation spread throughout her body. 　　At this moment, she was completely filled with his fiery, enormous member. 　　She writhed her waist, following his back-and-forth movements. 　　The point where their bodies met was already soaking wet from his hot rod's thrusting. 　　Each time he penetrated her flower cave, he tried to go straight to the heart of the matter, but she was too narrow, so he could only slowly penetrate deeper into her flower path. 　　"Brother Wolf, I'm so hot..." she cried out softly, her legs already weak, her flower mouth secreting more nectar, wetting the hair between their legs, and slowly winding down with each thrust of his hot rod. 　　The tender flower walls were lubricated by the slippery spring fluid, and the entrance of her flower cave was stretched wide by his hot iron, slowly swallowing his enormous member . 　　The soft, fleshy walls of her vagina tightly sucked at his hot iron, like being wrapped in a pile of soft cotton, warm and comfortable. 　　A wave of pleasure surged up her spine, and her whole body trembled. 　　The huge hot iron conquered her vulva and buried itself deep inside her vaginal canal, causing the small opening to writhe and suck . 　　"Brother Wolf..." she called out to him, her eyes fixed on him, her mouth uttering his words, while his fierce thrusts continued . 　　If her thighs hadn't clung tightly to him, her body would probably have collapsed to the ground. 　　Her whole body flushed with excitement, her skin like plum blossoms blooming in the snow, her snowy buttocks constantly thrusting forward at his hot iron. 　　Her slender feet, still draped in her shameful underpants, waved wildly in the air with their movements. 　　Soon after, the spring fluid from her pink vulva, with each thrust, dripped from between her legs onto the cold marble table. 　　A seductive fragrance filled the small room, and her alluring voice added to her charm. 　　"You're so hot..." He began to unleash himself, roughly piercing her flower wall with the iron blade. 　　The flower wall, ravaged by his hot blade, had two petals that were already slightly swollen and red, turning a dark red with excitement. 　　The thick, stiff iron, coated with hot fluid, moved rapidly in and out of her flower passage along with the abundant fluid. 　　She tried her best to endure his thrusts, but was powerless to resist the pleasure that gradually overwhelmed her. 　　"Ah, ah..." Her small mouth bit his arm, her brows were full of painful creases, but her eyes showed a release of pleasure. 　　"You want to leave me?" He narrowed his eyes, slowed his movements, and even thrust in and out intermittently.

"Brother Wolf, hurry..." she opened her eyes, pleading, "I want it... hurry..."

"No." He panted, withdrawing the wet, hot iron from her vagina.

"Ah..." Her eyes welled with empty tears from the sudden withdrawal, her whole body felt like it was being
bitten by ants, the pain unbearable, and she didn't want him to leave her body.

"Little lamb, how much do you want me?" He deliberately teased her between her labia, letting her juices
drip continuously.

Drip, drip, overflowing onto the ground, forming small water stains.

"I want it so much..." she whimpered, "Brother Wolf, give it to me..."

She couldn't take it anymore, her body twisting uncontrollably, offering her snowy buttocks to his hot rod.

He cruelly pulled away from her body, roughly tearing off the rest of her clothes with his large hands, then lifted her off the stone table
.

"Ugh..." she cried in dissatisfaction, her legs refusing to leave his waist.

"Little lamb, be good." He forced her feet to the ground, turning her back to him.

Then, his lips and tongue greedily licked her back, his large hands cupping her beautiful, pert buttocks
. His dark eyes narrowed, letting his erect penis rub against her vulva.

He changed her position, turning her back to him, her bare feet on the cold ground,
her vulva dripping wetly between her parted legs.

Her hands gripped the stone table, her long hair disheveled, falling seductively around her ears.

"Brother Wolf?" Her upper body, naked, pressed against the stone table, the cool marble sending a shiver through her sensitive
nipples .

"Little lamb, you're really impatient." He chuckled, aiming his penis at her buttocks, his other hand
parting her petals to make it easier for his penis to enter her vulva.

The next moment, the hot iron filled her thirsty flower again.

"Mmm..." she moaned contentedly, her empty body filled once more.

Only then did she realize that her body and soul were already inseparable from him…

He pressed his full strength against her flawless back, squeezing her nipples, which
rubbed against the stone table with his rhythm.

“Ah…” This pleasure was even more intense than before, and with his deliberate mischief, he
wouldn’t let the hot iron fully occupy her flower.

The round end pressed against the soft, wet walls again, sending tingling sensations through his entire body.

His large hands gripped her slender waist, which seemed about to break at any moment, and gradually stroked her smooth back, finally
lifting . His hands directly cupped her breasts, playing with them, his fingertips teasing the erect, protruding nipples.

“Ugh…” Her small face tilted back, revealing the beautiful lines of her back.

“Do you like me doing this to you?” He lowered his head and breathed into her ear, “Playing with your breasts,
going in and out of you constantly?”

“I like it.” She honestly breathed out hot air, her eyes half-open and hazy, her small hands covering his large hands.

She felt his large, warm hands caressing her nipples, sometimes rubbing them with his palms, sometimes
pinching them between his fingers, driving her to the brink of madness.

Especially as his hot iron slowly deepened its thrusts, the fiery swelling returned to her warm, moist vulva,
the thick, rounded tip teasing the most sensitive bud…

“Brother Wolf…it feels so good!” Between her legs, her juices flowed abundantly,
dripping like honey, due to his thrusts.

The slippery fluids soaked their crotches, and excess hot liquid spurted out with each withdrawal of his hot iron.

“You wanton little lamb.” He loved her cries.

“Brother Wolf, you’ve filled me up completely…” She was so hot, so dizzy, “I want…
I want more…”

“You’re so greedy.” He deliberately pinched her nipple with his fingertips, making her tremble.

Next, his other hand slid down her breasts, across her flat stomach, and between her legs.

After playing with her soft pubic hair, he came to the small bud at the tip of her vulva, her most sensitive area.

As his thick, hot iron ravaged her vulva, his large hands rhythmically rubbed her clitoris.

"Ah..." she moaned with pleasure, all three of her sensitive spots now occupied.

Each time he entered her, his force was both rapid and intense.

The hot iron moved in and out of the slippery walls, drawing out silky fluids and making a shameful slapping sound.

"You're so hot..." he said, feeling almost melted from her heat. "Look, you're so greedy! You're swallowing me whole,
bit by bit ."

With that, he thrust his hips forward, sucking all of his hot iron into her vulva.

He began to rotate inside her, thrusting his hot iron in and out.

The irresistible moves made her lose her balance, almost slipping off several times. If his
large hands hadn't caught her in time, her wet vulva would have lost the satisfying hot iron again.

"So good..." Her eyes were filled with desire, enjoying his ride, pleasure gradually climbing up her
body.

The little bud between her legs was teased by his long fingers, and with the large, hot iron, the inexperienced girl
was unable resist the onslaught of orgasm...

"Ugh... Ah..." she screamed softly, her body trembling as she reached her climax, pleasure
bursting within her.

Her delicate body, which should have been limp, remained pressed tightly against his thighs as his domineering hands held her waist
.

"Don't think you can get rid of me after you've used me." He lifted her hips, and the hot iron entered her vagina, which
was constantly being washed by the fluids of her orgasm.

Her vagina trembled and contracted, not letting him go so easily because of her weakness.

The hot iron went in and out of her body again and again, the overflowing fluids only helping him
to make a final thrust in the narrow passage. Her

youthful body was possessed and withdrawn by his hot iron, and the flower bud hidden within her flower path seemed to have climbed
to the peak of bloom once again.

"No, no... no, I can't take it anymore..." She knew the limits of her body, and she could hardly bear his wolfish
demands.

"You can't take it anymore?" He chuckled softly, mischievously thrusting even harder into her snowy buttocks.

The wet, lubricating fluids finally burst forth like a dam breaking, gushing from their joined bodies.

The fluids soaked their crotches, intensifying the scent of their lovemaking.

She convulsed, unsure how long he would torment her, only able to whimper helplessly.

His stamina seemed inexhaustible, but ultimately he succumbed to her tight, contracting vagina
, the surging pleasure radiating from between her clitoris, his mind momentarily blank.

Finally, he let out a wolf-like growl, burying his hot iron deep within her tender depths, letting his precious
seed spill onto the warmest bed of her flower…

Chapter Nine

The affair between Shangguan Xiaoyang and Shentu Langyi wouldn't remain a secret forever.

Secrets, too, cannot be kept hidden forever, exposed to the light of day.

Especially after last night, when Shangguan Xiaoyang had taken the initiative to pounce on him, and after a night of passionate lovemaking, she was so exhausted she didn't even hear
the rooster crow, falling asleep soundly in his arms.

He was also captivated by her fragrance and scent, and despite the roosters crowing several times, he was unwilling to wake
her, who slept like an innocent child.

Especially since he discovered she was very sensitive to the cold.

In the dead of winter, waking her from her deep sleep felt unbearable.

So he let her use his arm as a pillow and his chest as a heater, acting as her human blanket and a
warm .

But as the saying goes, "If you walk too much at night, you'll encounter ghosts," and their affair was exposed just as dawn broke.

The reason was Yan Yingying, who barged into the Shangguan residence early that morning, specifically asking for Shen Tu Langyi, wanting to
go for a stroll with him.

For some reason, the servants in the Shangguan residence didn't stop her from barging in, and she brazenly
opened Shen Tu Langyi's door. And what she found

was astounding!

A man and a woman lay on the bed, their clothes disheveled.

This was where the drama truly began.

The actress caught in the act of adultery awoke without screaming or crying;
her mind was still foggy, her eyes glazed with sleep.

Meanwhile, Yan Yingying, the supporting actress watching the scene, let out a piercing scream that echoed from the room…

This scream drew everyone in the household, young and old, to investigate.

Shen Tu Lang got off the bed first, pulling down the bed curtains to cover Shangguan Xiaoyang's disheveled appearance, then began to
frantically dress.

Before he could even get properly dressed, the eldest daughter of the Shangguan family calmly entered the room.

What she saw was incredibly awkward.

Yan Yingying turned away, not daring to look directly at the scene on the bed. Shangguan

Xiaoyue, however, calmly stared at the sight before her, and after a long while, finally spoke, "Is this your
way of acting first and informing later?"

He remained silent for a moment, his handsome face showing no outward excitement.

"I won't argue. It's all as you see it," he replied calmly.
"She's mine, and she always will be."

"You think you can marry the Shangguan family's daughter with just a few words?" Shangguan Xiaoyue smiled
faintly cold as snow. "What about your other engagement?"

Shangguan Xiaoyue was subtly referring to Yan Yingying behind her; it seemed there was an even hotter potato waiting for him to deal with.

Before he could speak, a small head peeked out from behind the bed curtains.

"Big sister, Brother Wolf will only marry me," Shangguan Xiaoyang said, her face flushed with embarrassment.

The female lead spoke, and the atmosphere grew even colder.

After a while, Yan Yingying turned around and straightened her back.

"How can this be?" Yan Yingying jumped out and interrupted their good time. "Don't forget, I still possess
the Shentu family heirloom, which proves that I am the rightful daughter-in-law of the Shentu family."

"Brother Wolf doesn't love you!" Shangguan Xiaoyang retorted, not to be outdone. "Why do you insist on occupying
this position that doesn't belong to you?"

Hmph! Don't forget, Yan Yingying is currently standing on her territory.

Even if her methods are a bit despicable, at least she has taken the initiative, and she has even decided
to go all out win this battle of love.

"So what if he doesn't love me?" Yan Yingying doesn't take anyone seriously, and she's not afraid of
standing on someone else's territory. "I can still sit in the position I want based on our 'arranged marriage'."

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Xiaoyang puffed out her round cheeks in anger.

"Brother Wolf One!" She pleaded with the expression of a wronged wife, calling for reinforcements. She wanted the male lead to stand on her side
so that it would show their hearts were united and that no amount of attempts to separate them would work.

"Miss Yan, the person I want to marry is Xiao Yang." Shen Tu Wolf One spoke his mind without the
slightest hesitation.

"Then what about our engagement?" Yan Yingying clenched her fists, trembling with anger, seemingly suppressing her emotions.

"My marriage to you was decided by my parents without my consent, and it doesn't represent my wishes." He sighed helplessly.
"I will find a time to visit the Yan family and apologize."

While Yan Yingying was pressing him, Shangguan Xiao Yang had already dressed. Although her long hair was disheveled, she
got out of bed .

She came to his side and naturally hooked her arm around his, as if the two were a pair of lovebirds, and no one could
separate them.

She stammered, "Miss Yan, there are plenty of fish in the sea, why are you trying to steal my fiancé?"

She was a master at playing the victim, so she furrowed her brows, pouted, and made her eyes red, as if she
were the victim.

"You're just bullying me because I'm outnumbered?" Yan Yingying stared at them coldly. "Fine, I'll wait for
you, Shen Tu Lang, to come and apologize! Let's see who sits in the rightful place as the daughter-in-law of the Shen Tu family." As soon as

Yan Yingying finished speaking, another young steward joined the commotion outside.

Although the atmosphere was tense, he resignedly approached Shangguan Xiaoyue and whispered in her
ear .

The atmosphere became eerily stiff, only Shangguan Xiaoyue's beautiful lips curved into a faint smile.

"It's truly a stroke of luck," Shangguan Xiaoyue said, easing the awkward atmosphere. "I never expected
Master and Madam to come all the way from Dali."

"Huh?" Everyone exchanged bewildered glances, as if they had heard something unbelievable.

Why did her parents suddenly come from Dali? And in just over ten days? Shen Tu Lang was
puzzled , but remained calm.

"Put aside your chores for now and all of you come to the main hall to greet our guests." Shangguan Xiaoyue chuckled,
then turned to Yan Yingying, "As for Miss Yan, this is our 'family matter,' so please return to your residence first!"

The steward ushered Yan Yingying out of the room, leaving Shangguan Xiaoyue and the main characters behind.

"Eldest sister..." Shangguan Xiaoyang called out in a trembling voice.

Shangguan Xiaoyue merely glanced at them indifferently, "After you've washed up, come to the main hall." She maintained her usual
elegance and gracefully left the small room.

Shangguan Xiaoyang gasped, unable to tell whether her elder sister's beautiful face was angry or not.

"Don't be afraid, even if the sky falls, I'll hold it up for you." Shen Tu Lang turned back, giving her
a gentle smile to reassure her somewhat panicked state.

She gazed into his dark eyes, finally breaking into a smile and nodding vigorously.

Yes! He was her fiancé, her future husband.

As long as she, Shangguan Xiaoyang, wouldn't give him to anyone else, no one could take him away!

The atmosphere was strange, as if everything had gone awry.

When Master Shentu and his wife arrived at the Shangguan residence, their old faces were etched with sorrowful sobs. They didn't look like distinguished guests who had traveled
a long way ; instead, they appeared somewhat dejected.

Upon seeing Shentu Langyi, the two elders burst into tears.

"My son..." Madam Shentu wailed like a chicken being killed, tears falling like broken pearls
.

"Waaah, it's all my fault, it's all my fault..." Master Shentu rushed to his son upon seeing him,
tears streaming down his face.

"Father, Mother?" Shentu Langyi was puzzled as to why his parents were crying so loudly upon seeing him, even grabbing his arms
in their excitement .

"Waaah..." Madam Shentu was the first to lash out, "It's all your father's fault for being too greedy.
While , he invested all the family's assets in an abandoned mine. Otherwise, we wouldn't be in such a sorry state today."

"Mother, I don't understand." Shentu Langyi frowned in confusion, "
What have you been doing all this way?"

Before he left, everything in the manor was fine. How could everything have changed in just over ten days? And what's this
abandoned mine?

"It's my fault. I was greedy and believed the thieves. I bet all the family's assets on that abandoned mine,
but they framed me and ran off with all the money before we even started mining."

"What?" He frowned, unable to believe that his father could be so impulsive.

"Your father not only gave away all the family property, but also borrowed a large sum of money from the bank.
Now that the thieves have escaped, the money has vanished too. Our Shentu family is not only left with nothing, but also burdened with a
mountain of debt." Madam Shentu covered her face with a handkerchief, choking back tears as

she spoke. Shentu Langyi staggered, thinking his parents were joking.

"Father, Mother, please don't joke with me." He forced a bitter smile. "The family had
at least , how could it all disappear overnight..."

"Yes! Your father is a spendthrift. He not only squandered the family fortune, but also
the empire you built with your own hands, all vanished overnight." Madam Shentu cried out in anguish. "If it weren't for
Miss sending someone to deliver a message to us, your father and I would have been beaten to death by those creditors!"

The atmosphere in the hall became tense.

Shangguan Xiaoyang stood silently to the side, not uttering a word from beginning to end. Even Shangguan Xiaoyue remained
silent watching the scene unfold.

It took almost an hour for everyone to finally understand what had happened at the Shentu residence.

It turned out that while his son was away, Master Shentu had been tricked by a thief into believing he had discovered a gold mine. However, a down
payment before workers could be assigned to mine.

Unfortunately, after only three days of mining, news spread that the mine had suddenly collapsed. The thief then claimed that a hundred workers had been injured and
demanded that Master Shentu provide silver to settle the workers' families as compensation.

Master Shentu had invested all his assets and had no cash on hand, so he had to mortgage his house to a money exchange for
cash. Once

the money was handed over to the thief, the thief absconded that very night, leaving behind a debt.

If the Shangguan family hadn't sent someone to intervene and temporarily appease the creditors, they probably wouldn't
be in Fengtian City today.

When Shentu Lang finally understood the whole story, he was practically half-dead.

He hadn't expected that his father would reduce the Shentu Manor to ashes so soon after he left.

His dark eyes involuntarily shifted to Shangguan Xiaoyang, finding her silent, only her pink lips pursed,
her eyes holding a light he couldn't fathom.

What was she thinking now?

He was no longer the wealthy patron in her eyes; would she still love him?

"So, the Shentu Manor is now completely destitute?" Shangguan Xiaoyue spoke, her voice neither warm nor cold, as if
confirming something.

"We have nothing left..." Madam Shentu cried loudly.

Shangguan Xiaoyang met Shentu Langyi's gaze and found herself speechless.

This...was fate playing a cruel joke on her?

Her plans had all gone awry today?

And this awful blunder had left her stunned and unable to process it.

She couldn't respond to his gaze, her throat was unable to utter a sound, and she didn't know how to comfort him.

Now, hearing that he was penniless, it felt as if a gaping hole had been ripped from her heart.

He was poor again.

And then, was he going to leave her again?

A multitude of complex and awkward questions flooded her mind.

A pang of sadness seemed to creep into her heart, as if the scene before her was eerily familiar.

Just as the air in the hall seemed to freeze, the head steward of the Shangguan mansion suddenly rushed in from outside.

"Young lady, there are many people surrounding our mansion..." the steward said breathlessly, his expression
panicked . "I heard they're looking for Master Shentu and Madam Shentu."

Upon hearing this, Master Shentu and Madam Shentu immediately embraced, their entire bodies trembling.

"It must be those debt collectors; they've chased us all the way to Fengtian City," Master Shentu said fearfully.

"Father, Mother, don't worry, I'll handle it." Shen Tu Langyi regained his composure, his gaze
shifting from Shangguan Xiaoyang's face.

After all, someone had to clean up the mess his father had made.

He was the only son in the Shen Tu family, and he would shoulder this sudden responsibility!

Shangguan Xiaoyang's reaction was even more shocked than Shen Tu Langyi's.

She had originally thought that the appearance of Master Shen Tu and Madam Shen Tu would allow them to make her their official wife, but instead, this strange
matter had unexpectedly come to light.

The Shen Tu family was not only penniless but also deeply in debt, with many debt collectors coming from Dali to
Fengtian City...

Outside the Shangguan mansion, a chaotic scene was unfolding, everyone talking at once, resembling a marketplace.

Shangguan Xiaoyang bit her lip, standing at the gate of the Shangguan mansion, watching Shen Tu Langyi being
surrounded by a group of burly men.

At this moment, he was speaking amiably with the men.

"It seems the Shentu family's assets have been seized again, and they've accumulated a mountain of debts," Shangguan Xiaoyue
said, standing beside Shangguan Xiaoyang.

Shangguan Xiaoyang pursed her lips, her gaze fixed on Shentu Langyi.

"He's the man you set your sights on, but now he's worthless again," Shangguan Xiaoyue said
casually.

Shangguan Xiaoyang pouted unhappily, glaring at her elder sister with resentful eyes.

"Elder sister, what time is it? Why are you still making such sarcastic remarks?" Shangguan Xiaoyang was flustered, her mind a jumble,
unsure what to do.

Just as her elder sister said, Shentu Langyi had gone from a sugar daddy to worthless, completely violating her
criteria , and now his future was burdened with countless debts.

So many things had happened at once, leaving her at a loss.

Shangguan Xiaoyue stared straight ahead, her eyes finally brightening. "Look, Miss Yan has also come after hearing the news."

Yan Yingying stepped down from the carriage, her face serious.

Upon hearing that Shen Tu Langyi had lost everything, she immediately rushed from the Yan residence.

"Get out of the way!" Yan Yingying pushed aside the noisy group of men. "He's mine, Yan Yingying's man. Who dares touch
him?"

Her words silenced everyone around.

Shangguan Xiaoyang, hearing this, suddenly felt a surge of anger. Not one to back down, she lifted her skirt and
stood before Shen Tu Langyi.

"Miss Yan, you're being too boastful." Shangguan Xiaoyang grabbed Shen Tu Langyi's arm without hesitation, glaring at
Yan Yingying who had intervened. "He's my future husband."

"What a joke." Yan Yingying sneered. "I just discussed it with Master Shen Tu. If I help them
pay off that huge debt, Shen Tu Langyi will be mine."

Shangguan Xiaoyang's eyes widened; she hadn't expected Yan Yingying to act so quickly.

"You actually resorted to such underhanded tactics!" Shangguan Xiaoyang bit her lip, glaring angrily at him.

"Otherwise, how could I possibly win against you?" Yan Yingying chuckled. "Besides, haven't you always only loved
rich young masters? Now that Shen Tu Langyi is worthless, just give him up! Find another husband."

Shen Tu Langyi's dark eyes were fixed on Shangguan Xiaoyang; he had been waiting for her answer.

From the moment she spoke until now, her silence had made him uneasy.

He had lost everything; did she still have a reason to love him?

"Heh!" Shangguan Xiaoyang chuckled as well. "Brother Langyi is more important to me than money;
why give him up?"

"Then are you going to pay off that messy debt for him?" Yan Yingying's smile vanished. "Don't forget, Master Shen
Tu received a huge sum from me, and he's going to give him to me as collateral soon."

"Why should I?" She glared at Yan Yingying, unwillingly gripping Shen Tu Langyi's arm tightly. "Do you think
only you can make an offer—"

"Ahem!" A clear voice suddenly interrupted them.

"It seems Young Master Shentu is quite wealthy." Shangguan Xiaoyue gracefully stepped forward and stood before them. "
How about we hold an 'auction'? Whoever bids the highest will get Shentu Langyi, and the proceeds will be used to
pay off his debts. What do you think of this suggestion?"

"Sure." Yan Yingying confidently agreed without hesitation. "But I'm afraid Fifth Miss won't dare
to bid with me."

"Why wouldn't you dare?" Shangguan Xiaoyang, blinded by anger, also readily agreed.

Hmph! Shentu Langyi is hers; no matter how much money anyone bids, it doesn't matter!

"Little Sheep, you don't need to spend your money for me, I..." He tried to stop her, but she glared at him with her beautiful eyes.

"You are mine. No matter how much money anyone bids, you are priceless in my heart!" She looked at him earnestly.

All her previous uncertainty vanished.

Even if he became penniless, in her heart, he would still be a priceless patron!

Now she understood that sometimes, even the richest man in the world couldn't buy a sincere heart.

The true love she wanted was him—

Shen Tu Langyi!

Chapter Ten

At the auction, Shen Tu Langyi had no say whatsoever.

He wanted to stop Shangguan Xiaoyang from taking on his messy debts, but he was deeply moved by her words.

She had genuine feelings for him, truly loved him, and no longer limited herself by his background and circumstances.

He was now penniless, but she didn't despise him for it; instead, she was willing to spend a fortune to
bid for him against Yan Yingying.

A crowd gathered at the auction, and Shen Tu Langyi stepped onto the stage.

Below the stage, only the two young girls, Yan Yingying and Shangguan Xiaoyang, were competing with each other.

The bidding began—

"Ten thousand taels." Yan Yingying's opening statement was quite extravagant.

Hmph! Shangguan Xiaoyang snorted coldly. Ten thousand taels was nothing to her.

"Fifty thousand taels," she added forty thousand taels at once. She didn't have much of anything, but she had an abundance of silver.

Before meeting Shen Tu Langyi, her world consisted only of piles of white silver.

But since he appeared, she found that money no longer held any appeal for her.

What attracted her most was the burning passion in his gaze and the gentle, almost melodious way he spoke to her
.

From the moment they met, he cherished her like a precious gem, afraid she might be hungry or cold.
He didn't even dare to raise his voice, terrified of her.

This man, whom she had searched for so many years, had finally been delivered to her willingly; to give up now—

it was impossible in her next life!

"Eighty thousand taels." Yan Yingying was no pushover either, shouting out such an astronomical price in one breath.

Shangguan Xiaoyang raised an eyebrow, her beautiful eyes scrutinizing Yan Yingying.

She suddenly felt something was amiss…

Where did Yan Yingying, as a concubine's daughter, get so much money?

"Eighty thousand taels twice!" Shangguan Xiaoyue, hosting the event on stage, tapped the disc with a wooden mallet.

"One hundred thousand taels." Shangguan Xiaoyang didn't have time to think, hastily calling out the price.

One hundred thousand taels! This caused a gasp from the crowd.

Shen Tulang had previously given her one hundred thousand taels without hesitation; now it was her turn to be equally ruthless,
shouting out .

Yan Yingying took a deep breath, but her lips wouldn't open.

One hundred thousand taels was no small sum; it was an astronomical price.

Clang, clang, clang—

"Shangguan Xiaoyang wins this bid." Shangguan Xiaoyue declared the winner.

Shangguan Xiaoyang looked at Yan Yingying with a smug expression. "You lost this battle. Brother Langyi is mine. Please
don't covet him anymore."

Yan Yingying turned her face away, remaining silent.

She approached her rival, extending her soft, white hand. "Please return the Shentu family heirloom to me.
That is what truly belongs to me."

Yan Yingying didn't utter any harsh words, but she accepted her defeat willingly, handing the gold locket around her neck to Shangguan Xiaoyang
.

As soon as the locket was in her hand, a sweet smile spread across Shangguan Xiaoyang's face . She lifted her skirt and excitedly
stepped onto the stage, standing before Shentu Langyi.

"Brother Langyi, I want you to personally put it on me, and then tell the whole world that you are willing to marry me."
She abandoned her girlish reserve, placing the gold locket in his large hand.

"You...are you really willing to marry me, someone who has nothing?" Shen Tu Langyi's dark eyes deepened, yet a satisfied smile graced
his lips .

"You have nothing?" she said with a smile. "With me, this treasure, you are the
richest ; and with you, I am the happiest girl in the world."

His hands trembled as he fastened the gold locket around her neck.

Then, he held her tightly in his arms.

Their bodies pressed close together, seemingly without a gap, just like their hearts, tightly
intertwined.

There was no longer any doubt in their love.

He would no longer be foolish enough to doubt her reasons for loving him.

The reasons for love no longer mattered.

As long as their eyes reflected each other, reasons and excuses were merely bridges to their love.

Once he understood this, he would never hesitate to love her again.

"You are my wife," his voice trembled, filled with overwhelming joy, "and will always
be the most precious treasure in my life."

Their deep embrace drew applause and cheers from the crowd.

Shangguan Xiaoyue smiled faintly, exchanging a glance with Yan Yingying below the stage, and they
nodded in apparent unspoken agreement.

The gesture was fleeting, and no one knew what their secret signal was.

Then, they left the scene together, just as perfectly in sync.

This sweet and happy scene was left to the loving couple.

As for the rest of the audience…

it was time to retire gracefully.

The play was over, and the curtain was falling.

But every penny of their due reward had to be paid.

Shangguan Xiaoyue, dressed in a pinkish-peach gown, peeked into her elder sister's east chamber,
a smug smile spreading across her face like a cat that had just stolen some cream.

"Elder sister," she called softly to Shangguan Xiaoyue, who was leisurely sipping tea inside, "I've brought Miss Yan
to collect our reward."

Sure enough, Yan Yingying followed behind her.

"You've worked hard," Shangguan Xiaoyue said with a smile, instructing her maids to pour them tea and serve them refreshments.

"Young lady, my role is coming to an end, and I should receive my due payment." Yan Yingying
was no longer as arrogant as before; instead, her eyes gleamed with shrewdness.

"Of course." Shangguan Xiaoyue didn't mince words, and had her personal maid bring out a square cypress box.
"Inside are the 20,000 taels of silver notes promised to Miss Yan. As you said, they're all from the Gold Exchange Bank."

"Thank you." Yan Yingying smiled and accepted her payment.

"Big sister, what about mine? What about mine?" Shangguan Xiaoque blinked her bright eyes, her little mouth chattering, "
Where's the register you promised me?"

The next moment, Shangguan Xiaoque held a register in her hand.

She held it like a treasure, almost moved to tears.

This was the register of single men and unmarried women in Fengtian City, recording not only their gender and
age, but also their birth dates and times.

She probably couldn't obtain this booklet on her own; only by cooperating with her elder sister could she get her hands on this
treasure , which would be beneficial to her matchmaking business.

Yes, that's right!

Shangguan Xiaoyue had indeed sold her sister for personal gain again.

From the 100,000 taels that Shen Tu Langyi initially offered, to the 100,000 taels that Shangguan Xiaoyang paid out of her own pocket,
all of it ended up in Shangguan Xiaoyue's pocket.

Of course, she wasn't entirely heartless.

After receiving the 100,000 taels from Shen Tu Langyi, she orchestrated this whole charade for the sake of the male lead.

First, she sent Shangguan Xiaoque to dismiss all the men on the original matchmaking list, then went to Dali to persuade Master
Shen Tu and his wife to agree to the marriage, and then sent the servants from the mansion to bring them to Fengtian City.

Furthermore, she knew Shangguan Xiaoyang's slow and deliberate personality all too well, so to give them a push, she also found Yan Yingying
to co-star in this charade.

The family heirloom brought back by Shangguan Xiaoque is given to Yan Yingying, who is then made to play Cheng Yaojin, thus arousing
Shangguan Xiaoyang's competitive spirit.

Yan Yingying is very talented in acting, and she quickly catches Shangguan Xiaoyang's attention.

However, the scheme of drugging the tea and snacks was orchestrated by Shangguan Xiaoyue.

Stripped of sisterly affection, she pushed her fifth sister into the lion's den.

Everything was within her calculations; even the appearance of Master Shentu and his wife, their weeping and wailing,
were all a coordinated act.

The aim was to force out Shangguan Xiaoyang's true feelings and confirm the young couple's relationship.

Yan Yingying thought to herself, thankfully, she and Shangguan Xiaoyue were friends, not enemies; otherwise, offending this noble
lady would have left her utterly bewildered.

Shangguan Xiaoyue didn't feel guilty accepting the 100,000 taels from Shangguan Xiaoyang.

Earning this money before Shangguan Xiaoyang's marriage would ensure she had no regrets!

After all, her fifth sister still owed her interest, which was perfectly reasonable to use to pay off the debt.

The flawless charade was finally over!

But what goes around comes around; there are no secrets that last forever.

Once one scandal is exposed, others will follow...

After all, the Shentu family hadn't truly gone bankrupt; the news couldn't be kept secret forever.

On the day Shangguan Xiaoyang and Shentu Lang were to get married, the woman who had been completely fooled finally realized
something was wrong.

How could the Shentu family, who were supposed to be penniless, send a dowry of pearls and agates?

Even the phoenix crown for her wedding was sent by the Shentu family; it was not only made of pure gold but also inlaid with many
South Sea pearls.

Something was fishy! She finally woke up.

On the day of her wedding, she abandoned the matchmaker and stormed into the hall, wanting to find the most likely mastermind.

There was no one else but Shangguan Xiaoyue, who had always profited the most.

"Eldest sister!" Shangguan Xiaoyang's face was ashen.

Shangguan Xiaoyue was sitting in the hall, directing the servants to do various things,
and didn't react much when she saw her fifth sister's angry appearance.

"Today is your big day, what are you yelling about?" Shangguan Xiaoyue glanced at her with her beautiful eyes and asked softly.

"The Shentu family didn't go bankrupt at all. Master Shentu and his wife were just putting on an act, weren't they?" She glared at
her ruthless eldest sister, "You stole 100,000 taels of silver from me..."

Heartache! Her money.

"How can 100,000 taels compare to your Brother Wolf?" Shangguan Xiaoyue, having gotten a good deal,
smiled at her fifth sister with a rare good mood, "As you said, true love can't be bought with 10,000 taels of silver. If I didn't use this trick to force you, you
still wouldn't understand your own heart."

She was stung by her eldest sister's words and couldn't refute them, "Was Brother Wolf involved in this matter?" "

He just hitched a ride." Shangguan Xiaoyue blinked, seemingly knowing but not saying.

Shangguan Xiaoyang gasped, it seemed that she was the dumbest one.

"What else are you hiding from me?" Shangguan Xiaoyang jumped up and down angrily.

"Why don't you ask your husband on your wedding night?" Shangguan Xiaoyue played the game of tai chi, shifting all the trouble to
Shen Tu Langyi.

No sooner had she finished speaking than the auspicious hour arrived, and firecrackers and drums resounded.

Guests streamed into the Shangguan mansion, and the wedding procession entered with great fanfare.

Unfortunately, the bride today was not docile.

Stubbornly, she remained in the hall, glaring at her eldest sister.

"Hmph! If you don't explain yourselves clearly today, I won't marry!" Shangguan Xiaoyang angrily bit her pink
lips.

Stubbornly, Shangguan Xiaoyang stood in the hall, ignoring her parents' surprise and everyone's
well-meaning advice. It wasn't

until the groom entered the hall and saw Shangguan Xiaoyang's angry expression that he understood.

"Little Yang'er, why haven't you changed into your wedding dress yet?" Shen Tu Langyi approached her, teasing her
angry face.

"Did you and my older sister team up to sell me out?" She glared at Shen Tu Langyi resentfully, voiced her
dissatisfaction , "You were involved from beginning to end, weren't you?"

Shen Tu Langyi glanced at Shangguan Xiaoyue, noticing that the instigator had remained silent, leaving the mess to him.

Actually, he had initially initiated the written conversation with Shangguan Xiaoyue about the accident, but after that, he hadn't participated.

But he wasn't stupid; he had seen everything.

Just as Shangguan Xiaoyue said, he had at most hitchhiked, but hadn't exposed the whole affair.

To put it nicely, he had gone with the flow. To put

it bluntly, he had paid 100,000 taels of silver as soon as he arrived in Fengtian City, becoming a sucker.

But being a businessman himself, how could he not recoup his losses? Of course, he had to cooperate with Shangguan Xiaoyue in this charade, playing
the wolf in sheep's clothing.

"I knew absolutely nothing about it." He had to deny it completely; at this critical juncture, how could he admit to
his numerous schemes?

"But my elder sister said you hitched a ride..." she said, biting her lip in frustration.

"My losses are no less than yours. The first time I saw you, I also gave your elder sister 100,000 taels of silver.
As for the deal between my parents and your elder sister, I only found out afterward, just like you." He explained patiently.

"Liar." She said, half-believing.

"Little Sheep, you agreed to be my wife. I'll explain everything to you after we've completed the wedding ceremony,
okay?" He coaxed her, deciding to get through to the ceremony first.

"I won't marry you! I won't marry you!" she pouted, her pink lips trembling. "If you don't tell me the truth, I
won't marry you."

At this point, who dared to tell the truth?

Everyone present fell silent.

"Are you really not going to marry me?" A soft, sweet voice emerged from the crowd, and Yan Yingying, beaming,
stood before her. "You spent 100,000 taels of silver to finally achieve this happiness, and you're just going to give it up like this?"

"You…" Why is this supporting character causing trouble again?

"If you don't want to marry me today, there's no guarantee I won't take your place tomorrow." Yan Yingying smiled,
speaking without batting an eye.

Caught between a rock and a hard place, Shangguan Xiaoyang was in a dilemma.

But the thought of Yan Yingying's previous despicable tactics made her feel uncomfortable all over.

Fine! She had no choice but to accept it.

"You promised me that after the wedding ceremony, you would tell me everything that happened on our wedding night." Shangguan Xiaoyang
blinked, speaking plaintively.

"Definitely." He smiled and nodded without hesitation.

In truth, the male protagonist had long anticipated the day when the truth would come out. Given Shangguan Xiaoyue's personality, no one dared to confront
her, and having already taken all the benefits, she wouldn't bother cleaning up the mess—a thankless and pointless task.

Therefore, before the wedding, he had to bribe Yan Yingying, a natural-born actress, to cooperate in
this charade .

He knew Shangguan Xiaoyang too well; she was stubborn and wouldn't give him up to another woman.

Besides, there were many things to do on their wedding night!

In any case, once the lamb was in the wolf's mouth, there wouldn't be time to escape.

And in the end—

the lamb pouncing on the hungry wolf—the result was being devoured, never able to escape the wolf's clutches for the rest of its life.

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