Stunning Dragon Wife-Chapter 17 - 16

Jia Lanhua’s every move was so captivating.

Separated by a door, Zhang Xiaoshan’s heart pounded furiously.

Suddenly, the jade hands of Jia Lanhua, who was washing up, moved and settled between the mountain springs.

With her eyes tightly closed and her body trembling lightly, she was clearly intoxicated.

"Mmm..."

Minutes later, Jia Lanhua let out a few soft moans, her legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground, allowing the lotus-shaped showerhead to pour hot water all over her body.

"She actually..."

Zhang Xiaoshan’s face was a picture of astonishment.

But he soon realized, Wu Damming was more than a decade older than Jia Lanhua, their marriage must not be harmonious.

So, what Jia Lanhua said last time at Luo Meili’s house wasn’t a joke, was it?

"Click."

The hand that Zhang Xiaoshan had placed on the bathroom doorknob unconsciously exerted pressure, causing the lock to emit a crisp sound, and to his surprise, the door was actually locked from the inside.

"Who is it?"

Jia Lanhua, sitting intoxicated on the floor, suddenly opened her eyes, looking at the bathroom door with a face full of terror.

"Damn."

Zhang Xiaoshan outside the door also abruptly snapped back to reality, internally cursing the situation.

"What am I doing!"

He let go of the doorknob somewhat frantically and stepped back.

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Additionally, Wu Damming was the Clan Leader of White Dragon Village, the head of the Wu family.

Having already offended the Wu family by dealing with Wu Yong and others, Wu Damming, as the family head, would certainly view him unfavorably. At this critical moment, if he really did anything to Jia Lanhua and Wu Damming found out, he’d be in deep trouble.

Although he had now inherited the legacy of Dragon Girl, after all, this was White Dragon Village, where worldly gossip could be lethal.

"It’s better to leave and avoid trouble."

Zhang Xiaoshan, though feeling it was a pity, quickly turned and fled from Wu Damming’s villa.

At that moment, Jia Lanhua also rushed out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe.

"Which son of a bitch dares to peep at me taking a bath?"

Jia Lanhua was known for her fiery temper, and as the wife of the village leader, her status in White Dragon Village was akin to that of the Empress.

She walked out of the villa wielding a kitchen knife.

By this time, Zhang Xiaoshan had already left Wu Damming’s house by several hundred meters and, after turning a corner, he was completely gone from the village path.

Jia Lanhua was left with just a fleeting, blurred silhouette.

"Who was that?"

Jia Lanhua looked at the disappearing figure, feeling it was somewhat familiar.

"Is that him?"

Suddenly, as if realizing something, Jia Lanhua’s angry expression turned calm.

"Hmph."

The corners of her mouth curled up.

"Cowardly but lusting, it seems I still have an attraction to you..."

Jia Lanhua chuckled enigmatically, her mind apparently brewing some plan.

...

Zhang Xiaoshan, terrified of being caught, ran swiftly and returned home in just over ten minutes.

"Running so fast, Jia Lanhua shouldn’t have recognized me, right?"

"If she did, I’m afraid there would be no place for me in White Dragon Village."

Zhang Xiaoshan speculated uneasily in his heart.

In White Dragon Village, Wu Damming was absolutely an emperor in his own right, secretly called Wu Laohu by everyone. Who would dare to covet his wife? If Wu Damming knew about it, could there be any good days ahead?

"Little Shan, did the Clan Leader give you the money?"

Yu Xiuxiu suddenly emerged from the kitchen, startling Zhang Xiaoshan.

"Little Shan, what’s wrong, why is your face so red?" Yu Xiuxiu could tell something was off about Zhang Xiaoshan’s complexion and couldn’t help but ask.

Zhang Xiaoshan caught his breath and explained to Yu Xiuxiu.

"I might have run a bit too hastily. Wu Damming wasn’t at home, and I couldn’t get it for now. I’ll ask again tonight."

"Sigh, I think Wu Damming is deliberately avoiding you. He doesn’t want to pay your money. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have dragged it out for half a year. And since you’ve hit a member of the Wu family, Wu Damming is even less likely to give you the money now."

"Sigh, Little Shan, why not find a place in the city to pawn this?" Yu Xiuxiu took off a green bracelet from her arm and handed it to Zhang Xiaoshan.

Zhang Xiaoshan was shocked.

"Sister-in-law, what are you doing? Haven’t you said this was a keepsake from your mother, more important than your life? How could we sell this? Absolutely not."

Yu Xiuxiu’s eyes were red as she spoke.

"But you’ve promised Wei Bao to pay him back within three days and even hit him. If we can’t pay on time, he certainly won’t let it go easily. I don’t want to see you in danger. I caused this trouble, and I can’t drag you into it. Please listen to me and sell this bracelet."

"No way."

Zhang Xiaoshan refused resolutely.

"The money was borrowed from Wei Bao, but it was for my marriage. It’s not your fault. Besides, I’m a man. I should solve this. Don’t worry; I will surely find a way."

"The medicine is ready; I’ll serve it for you."

Watching Zhang Xiaoshan’s determined face, Yu Xiuxiu bit her lip and said no more.

After watching his sister-in-law take her medicine and finish lunch, Zhang Xiaoshan left home with a basket of herbal medicine on his back.

Zhang Xiaoshan, having seen Jia Lanhua’s scandalous affair, certainly felt too guilty to ask Wu Damming for money now, and what’s more, Yu Xiuxiu was right about Wu Damming not being willing to give him the money easily.

Zhang Xiaoshan pinned his hopes of gathering money on the medicinal herbs on the back mountain.

If he could find some rare herbs, getting together thirty thousand in three days wouldn’t be too difficult.

"Help me..."

Just as he entered the back mountain and had walked less than five hundred meters, Zhang Xiaoshan heard a cry for help.

Zhang Xiaoshan jolted in alarm.

He hurried toward the source of the sound.

Soon, he saw a woman’s figure.

The woman was dressed in a white blouse and jeans, her hair tied in a high ponytail, looking refreshing, with a bit of a college student vibe, probably around twenty-three or four years old.

However, the woman’s posture was somewhat disheveled; her clothes had been torn by branches, exposing her fair skin, and two buttons of her blouse had come off.

Several venomous snakes were encircling her, rearing their heads and hissing, terrifying the woman to the point of wailing as she sat on the ground.

Suddenly, a snake as thick as an arm lunged at the woman first.