Sweet field peasant woman is delicious

Chapter 142: Broken Dreams (4)
Master Li snorted, turned around and entered with a flick of his sleeves.

In the room, Li Fucheng slapped Zheng Qingqing's face with a slap, his face full of hostility: "Bitch, you still dare to sway your head in front of father and refute my words, you really are a slut, a shameless thing, see if I don't slap you!" kill you!"

As he spoke, he slapped her face again to greet her.

Zheng Qingqing's beautiful cheeks swelled up immediately, and she was in a state of embarrassment. She hated Li Fucheng in her heart, but she cried and begged for mercy: "Sir, how dare I? I'm just telling the truth, don't you know my feelings for you? ? I severed all ties with my family because of you. I treat you sincerely. Even if the Li family is defeated now, I will still be by your side."

Li Fucheng was not moved at all, grabbed Zheng Qingqing by the collar, threw her two meters away, and sneered: "Of course you want to stay by my side, Nancheng doesn't want you, you think others will like you A pair of broken shoes? Now besides the Li family, where else can you go? Oh, by the way, you can also go to a brothel. With your provocative methods, it is estimated that many men are willing to take care of your business."

Zheng Qingqing's eyes were red, she clenched her sleeves tightly, and she didn't feel any pain when her nails were embedded in her flesh, whore?In his eyes, does she count as a prostitute?

Although the Zheng family is not considered a big family, but they have a little money, and the old man of the Zheng family is a scholar, so the Zheng family can be regarded as a family of scholars. She is no different from a prostitute, how can she bear this tone.

Li Fucheng approached her, raised her face with one hand, and said, "What? Can't take it anymore? You look like you want to eat me, but unfortunately, what are you going to do with me? The Li family is fine." Even without the thousand acres of land, the money in the family is enough for me to last my whole life. My lord, I pity you and let you stay in the Li family. Otherwise, my lord, I will drive you out. Where are you going?"

He was right, if she left the gate of the Li family, she would be nothing, even if she was reduced to a hook bar, it would not be a rare thing.

The hatred in Zheng Qingqing's eyes gradually receded, and she changed into a well-behaved look, tugging on the corner of Li Fucheng's clothes, and said in a trembling voice: "It's the grace of the master that I don't drive me out, I will definitely treat you as my husband from now on." For God, I will serve you well."

Li Fucheng laughed lightly, with a little disdain: "Finally learned to be good, keep your own duty, otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless."

"Yes." Zheng Qingqing didn't know whether it was because of fear or intention, her shoulders couldn't help trembling slightly, her low sobbing also carried a slight echo, and the constant heaving and falling of her chest made people daydream.

Li Fucheng squinted his eyes and looked at this slender figure, and couldn't help but click his tongue in his heart, saying: "You're really a goblin, who can tease you at any time. If you are really desperate in the future and have no money, sell her." Going to the brothel, maybe you can make a lot of money.

Zheng Qingqing did it on purpose. She knows how to make a man fall in love with her, and how to make a man crazy for her body. She just wants to use this to increase her bargaining chips in staying in the Li family.

She should never have imagined that Li Fucheng was planning to sell her because of this scene.

Prefect Yang was very sad, why did An Le not respond at all when someone sent it to him?I didn't see An Le and his wife coming to find the imperial envoy, so is the thing they agreed to count?
After being in a hurry for a long time, I felt that it was meaningless to wait stupidly, so I might as well go directly to feel at ease.

In the early morning of the next day, Wei Wei Bao had just opened, and Yang Zhifu came. At this time, there was usually no one in the shop, An Le was cooking porridge in the small kitchen, Nan Cheng was chopping firewood in the back yard, and only a few boys were cleaning up the tables and chairs in the shop. , ready to welcome guests.

As soon as Yang Zhifu came in, he smiled and asked the boy: "Where's your boss?"

"The proprietress is cooking porridge in the small kitchen, and the boss is in the backyard. What's the matter, Mr. Yang? I'll call for you." The servant hurriedly said.

"Hey, you should take me to look for it in person." Yang Zhifu felt that he was inferior to others and came to ask for help. How could he sit here and wait for others to come? He had to show his sincerity.

The servant didn't say much and took Yang Zhifu to the door of the small kitchen, knocked on the door: "Madam, Yang Zhifu has something to ask for you."

Anle's mood at this time, how should I put it?I just want to slap Yang Zhifu on the forehead with a spatula!
He still dares to come to the door?Doesn't he know how much trouble he has caused?

With a "bang", the door of the small kitchen was kicked open, An Le held a spatula in his hand, and squinted at the prefect Yang: "Master Yang is really free, I will run here early in the morning."

Seeing that there was something wrong with the momentum, the boy ran away.

Yang Zhifu looked at the spatula in An Le's hand in embarrassment, and suddenly felt a little nervous, and said with a smile, "Madam Nan is busy? Otherwise, I'll come back next time." Then he turned around and was about to leave.

But was blocked by An Le's spatula: "Don't tell me, I was going to find you, you have helped me so much, I haven't thanked you yet." An Le bit the word "thank you" very much heavy.

Yang Zhifu felt that he was really innocent, why is An Le so angry?
"Mrs. Nan, let's have a good talk. I have been busy for a long time because of your affairs. Now I have all the title deeds of the Li family."

An Le narrowed her eyes slightly: "Really? Then what do you mean Zheng Qingqing sent to my husband's bed?"

Yang Zhifu was shocked when he heard the words: "Aren't I helping you?"

"Help me?" An Le's words were tinged with coldness, almost freezing Zhifu Yang.

Only then did Yang Zhifu realize that he had done something wrong out of good intentions, and he wrinkled his face and said aggrievedly: "I thought you meant that, I..."

As he said that, he slapped his old face with a palm: "Oh, why do I have so many things!" The slap is done, and as for whether to use force, he knows in his heart, he only knows that if he doesn't do it , it is difficult for Baoan Le to shoot directly with a spatula.

Lord Yang raised his head slightly, looked at An Le's face, and asked tentatively, "Is there nothing wrong?"

An Le weighed the spatula in his hand: "Prefect Yang, what do you want to happen? If something really happens, do you think you can still stand here properly?"

Yang Zhifu immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, fortunately, nothing happened. You and Boss Nan have such a good relationship, so nothing will happen." Yang Zhifu laughed hehe, laughing It took a long time to find that An Le's face was still so gloomy, so he couldn't stop laughing.

"Then... the Imperial Envoy over there..."

"I have to ask Mr. Yang about this matter. What do you think I should tell Mr. Imperial Envoy? You said that in order to please me, you got a girl who was as beautiful as a flower and moon and stripped naked on my husband-in-law's bed?"

(End of this chapter)