Shocking! In this matriarchal society, every man wants to marry me!

Someone came in and said something to Shi Shu, who then quietly reported to Xia Muning: "Young Master, Xia Jin'an is waiting outside."

Xia Muning picked up the dried flowers from the ground and said in a light tone, "How can he not visit his parents after returning to the Xia family mansion?"

Although his words were considerate, there was not a trace of a smile on his face; his expression was as cold as the snow in the dead of winter, biting painfully.

Therefore, it was his father who came to greet Xia Jin'an.

His father was not well-regarded in the Xia family, so he looked rather awkward, but that couldn't hide his handsome features. Xia Jin'an's appearance was seven parts inherited from his father.

Xia Jin'an had already prepared what he was going to say, but when he saw his father, he visibly broke down: "Father..."

"My son, you're finally back!" He was embraced, and tears welled up in his eyes. But Xia Jin'an was unmoved, his expression cold and indifferent.

His father was sold into the Xia family as a child, and servility had seeped into his very bones. He gave birth to him only because the Xia family needed the next generation to be their slaves.

As a child, he was chosen to be a sex slave because of his handsome appearance, and his parents did not stop him. He fought with all his might to escape his fate and became Xia Muning's personal attendant.

As he grew older, he caught the eye of the third daughter of the Xia family, who wanted to take him into their household. His father and mother were overjoyed and deeply grateful.

He was slandered and persecuted, and his parents could only shed tears, without standing up to say a word for him.

Tears are such a cheap thing. It's not that they don't love him, but in their hearts, they are servants of the Xia family.

The master is the moon in the sky, and they are the mud at the end of the moon. Even if they are trampled on, they should not resist, but should accept it passively.

Look how grief-stricken he is now!

Seeing his child brought back to life, Xia Jin'an's father trembled with emotion: "Jin'an..."

Xia Jin'an's expression was indifferent. He never thought of seeking help from his mother and father when he was persecuted, because they had never been his safe haven since childhood.

He pushed him away: "Father, I've come to find Young Master Xia."

"it is good…"

Xia Jin'an's father wiped away his tears, held Xia Jin'an's hand, and kept repeating, "Young Master Xia is kind. A few days ago, he transferred your mother and me to serve him. The monthly salary has been increased to three taels. Our whole family has to serve him like cattle and horses."

"Jin'an, where are you now? Runaway slaves are beaten to death if they are discovered. Although you did something wrong, Miss Xia Wen still cares about you. Beg her to forgive you!"

Xia Jin'an pursed her lips tightly, listening silently without uttering a word.

From childhood to adulthood, he argued with his father countless times, but all he received in return was his mother's beatings and his father's weeping cries: "My son, how could you be so heartless?!"

Heartless?

No! This is servility!

They demeaned themselves and looked down on themselves.

They walked silently down the road, hoping that if Young Master Xia would return the contract of indenture, he could regain his freedom and find happiness...

Ding Yucheng rubbed his slightly sore wrist.

Xia Fang's father had many rules. She had to pay her respects at dawn, eat breakfast with him, and recite scriptures with him before she could leave.

These days, they suddenly have this idea that they want to make offerings to Buddha and ask Ding Yucheng to hand-copy scriptures and burn them in front of Buddha.

Ding Yucheng's eyes were bloodshot from staying up all night, but he didn't utter a single complaint. He completed the task silently, obediently, without a trace of resentment.

Two figures appeared on the shadowy path. "Is that Xia Jin'an?"

Ding Yucheng was quite dissatisfied with Xia Jin'an. Where did Xia Jin'an get the audacity to speak so sarcastically to Zhong Tian? He, Ding Yucheng, was no gentleman, but was Xia Jin'an some kind of innocent man?

Liang Yun nodded: "It's him. Judging from this path, he should be looking for Young Master Xia."

Ding Yucheng smiled enigmatically, a hint of malice flashing in his eyes: "Has Miss Xia Wen returned?"

Liang Yun was quick-witted; he nodded and left.

...

After spending the night in the brothel embracing a beautiful woman, Xia Wen woke up feeling refreshed.

He said to the madam who had chased after him, "Mama, put the bill on the Xia family's account," and then left leisurely.

The madam expertly recorded the bill in front of a long string of numbers.

Xia Wen seemed a little guilty when he came out.

She looked around furtively, like a thief caught in the act. All around her were other social outcasts like herself, and Yu Yijin wasn't nearby. Thank goodness.

Her feelings towards her fiancé, Xia Wen, were somewhat complicated.

Xia Wen has always been quite proud. Being born into the Xia family is her good fortune, and she is destined to live a life of wealth and luxury. The Xia family is so rich, if she doesn't spend some of her money, is she supposed to let Xia Mu Ning, that debt collector, take it as part of her dowry to another family?

She lived a life of extravagance until she turned 18, when her mother found her. Her mother was also a big fool, but at this moment she seemed to be acting like a mother, saying to her daughter earnestly, "Daughter, you are about to grow up, it's time to think about finding a marriage partner."

Xia Wen felt that marriage was not good, as it was not as free as being single, but she needed someone to support her extravagant lifestyle.

She turned her gaze to the magistrate's eldest son, a man who had just come to this place with his mother. He was good-looking, from a good family, and most importantly, knew nothing about her disgraced past.

It's easy to win a man's heart: save the damsel in distress.

She gathered a few of her cronies to harass him. She came to his rescue like a hero.

She was betrayed by her best friend, who had drugged her drink. She immediately reappeared and saved him.

In a daze, she took his body! It was an unpleasant sexual encounter; he was completely unresponsive, like a lump of mud.

However, this is the best way to bind a man.

Therefore, what followed was a natural progression. The Xia family and the Yu family quickly became engaged.

By the time Yu Yijin learned of Xia Wen's numerous misdeeds, it was too late.

However, Yu Yijin kept a very strict eye on Xia Wen, and forbade her from getting close to the flowers and plants outside.

Therefore, she had no choice but to turn her attention to the Xia family.

She had discovered a hidden gem.

Xia Jin'an, with her alluring figure, her captivating eyes, and the graceful silhouette she cast while admiring the flowers, was even more alluring than the wildflowers and weeds outside. It's hateful that Xia Muning had such a beauty hidden by his side.

Xia Jin'an was a servant born into the Xia family; if someone wanted to take Xia Jin'an as a concubine, they wouldn't even need to inform him.

She found Xia Jin'an's mother and father, and upon hearing that she wanted to take their son as a servant, the old couple were extremely grateful.

Indeed, being able to serve her was Xia Jin'an's good fortune.

Things proceeded as expected. He would then be in her arms, imprisoned in that small backyard, to be admired day and night, his body consumed by lust, his beautiful little mouth only able to utter moans, until the day she grew tired of him.

Once I'm tired of her, I'll sell her to a brothel. With her looks, she should fetch a good price.

However, things took an unexpected turn.