Chapter 442: Chapter 442

"That son of a bitch, that dead scum, dares to show up at my door..."

Lu Yumei got furious instantly and was about to run downstairs.

Seeing this, Liu Zhizhong quickly wrapped his arms around her waist and said, "Don't be so impulsive! Why bother with such trash? Besides, what's the situation right now? The Zhao family has just started to see some hope. Is it necessary to have a showdown with the Zhang family? Arguing with a piece of scum devalues you! Leave everything to me, okay?"

Liu Zhizhong's voice, deep and powerful, full of magnetism, echoed in Lu Yumei's ears with striking force.

And that wonderful voice did more than enter her ears.

It penetrated deep into her soul!

Furthermore, Liu Zhizhong's fresh breath, warm and fluttering around her ears, carrying a faint tobacco scent, stimulated her sense of smell, causing her heart rate to speed up and her mind to become a little muddled for a moment.

Not to mention that the strong arms, the broad and solid embrace pressed tightly against her back, and the firm abdomen and powerful groin and thighs were now pressing against her round, perky buttocks, causing Lu Yumei's delicate body to tremble, with a strange emotion seemingly ignited, ready to burst into flames.

Such temptation from a man was truly deadly!

It was the first time Liu Zhizhong had embraced Yangzhou's number one beautiful widow so intimately, and his entire heart fluttered.

Mother of God, truly fragrant, truly bouncy, really... almost couldn't hold back.

But Lu Yumei, after all, was a faithful widow, and she forcefully twisted away, weakly and coyly saying, "Let me go... Can't I just not go downstairs?"

Liu Zhizhong quickly let go of her, his embarrassed laughter breaking out, "I'm sorry, I... didn't mean to. Wasn't it just that I didn't want your good mood to be ruined?"

Lu Yumei's face blushed, and there were fine beads of sweat on her forehead, looking charmingly attractive.

She walked past Liu Zhizhong, embarrassedly looking down, "It's okay, I... can understand..."

Her voice was very soft, exceptionally shy!

As she spoke, she fled back to her own room as if escaping.

Seeing her quick and energetic pace, and her fleeing demeanor, Liu Zhizhong felt an itch in his heart.

Ah, mother-in-law, maidenly demeanor, how nice?

Once Lu Yumei closed her door, she leaned against the panel, her head still a bit dizzy.

But that feeling of being suddenly embraced really made her body feel somewhat soft, like waves of electricity coursing through, and looking back on it, she felt almost... unable to resist. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝓷𝓮𝓽

He really is excellent, sigh...

Just wandering around the house like that, it's really hard to watch.

She knew she needed a man, should find a man, but many men... she just couldn't fancy them.

Of course, it was also because he had seen and experienced so much in life, had seen through it all, that marriage became increasingly difficult to manage...

And Liu Zhizhong chuckled darkly to himself, feeling quite pleased, then composed himself and went downstairs to meet with his brother-in-law to settle things!

Of course, it was still his brother-in-law's concern, considering Zhao Han's marriage with Zhang Hongyang was still in place, even if it was a marriage in name only.

But what now gave Liu Zhizhong a sense of accomplishment was this: in the role of the Zhao family's son-in-law, he had completely defeated Zhang Hongyang—to the point that the poor guy was too embarrassed to even enter the house! Thinking back, everyone used to welcome Zhang Hongyang, almost to the point of shoving Liu Zhizhong out the door.

Upon arriving in the courtyard and seeing Zhang Hongyang's solemn face in the gazebo, Liu Zhizhong thought to himself: "Damn, he seems to have matured, not wearing that sinister smile anymore."

Still, he approached nonchalantly with long strides, digging out a cigarette as he walked, "Oh, County Head Zhang graces us with his presence, my apologies for not greeting you sooner! What brings you here?"

While talking, he passed over the cigarette too.

This time, Zhang Hongyang didn't refuse the cigarette; he took it and lit up.

Zhang Hongyang smoked and looked at Liu Zhizhong's face, feeling inexplicably pleased. "Ah, sister, why didn't you hit him harder? It would be nice to see his face smashed to bits!"

He had actually come to talk business and didn't need to come in person—a phone call would have sufficed. But he just wanted to see the amusing, swollen ugliness of Liu Zhizhong's face. Indeed, it was quite satisfying and a relief!

"I heard my sister hit you, so I came to see how you were doing—that's the first thing," Zhang Hongyang said with a cold smile, dripping with sarcasm.

Liu Zhizhong, however, spread his hands nonchalantly, "Can't help it. Leaders are tough to serve, especially pretty ones. And the second?"

"You do know that Yangzhou is still ruled by the Zhangs, right? Ha ha... What's Mr. Billionaire to that? Back in Yangzhou, you're still nothing but my sister's lapdog."

Liu Zhizhong nodded affirmatively, without a hint of anger, and whispered, "Indeed, I am a dog, a real dog. Last night, I even continued to 'green' up County Head Zhang's head!"

"You..." Zhang Hongyang was so angry he felt itchy teeth, clenched his fists, bit down on the cigarette filter, but then relaxed. "You're the most shameless scumbag, the absolute worst! I really want to expose your disgusting deeds online so everyone can see what a scummy 'charitable Mr. L' you are!"

"You won't do that. First, you need proof; second, your dignity won't let you stoop to that, right? Besides, you're no saint yourself, are you?"

Ah, he had hit Zhang Hongyang's sore spot. There was really no way for him to fight back or struggle.

Unable to go on about this, Zhang Hongyang changed the topic gravely: "I don't want to talk about this anymore, there's other stuff to handle. I'm here on behalf of the old Zhang family to inform you that the day after tomorrow is Father's Day and also happens to be my dad's 66th birthday. We invite all members of the Zhao family to attend on time, no need for a gift, just come and dine to celebrate and offer birthday wishes."

Liu Zhizhong spread his hands, feeling somewhat downcast.

"What are you 'oh huh' for?" Zhang Hongyang asked with a stern face, very displeased, speaking in a low voice: "Don't tell me you all don't want to attend? Is that proper etiquette?"

"It's not that... Zhao Han and I planned to take my mother-in-law on a trip for a summer retreat today, but..."

Hearing this, Zhang Hongyang felt a pang in his heart, "Still you and Zhao Han? Damn it..."

Liu Zhizhong simply shrugged, "That's how it's been planned, no problem, right? Right now, our dear mother-in-law is upstairs packing!"

Zhang Hongyang spoke firmly, "Well, nothing can be done then. My father's 66th is a significant event in Yangzhou. Inviting you is only proper, given that she's kin to my father. Plus, Zhao Han must come home these next two days to help me prepare for the birthday banquet. A daughter-in-law should look like a daughter-in-law, right? Hmph..."

After speaking, the eyes behind Zhang Hongyang's glasses shimmered with a sinister gleam.

Liu Zhizhong's heart sank a little, "You're right about that. But Zhao Han… when she returns with you to prepare for the banquet, you wouldn't force yourself on her, would you?"