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

Yu Yijin somehow found out about it.

They actually came to the Xia residence and secretly arrested him, stripped him of his clothes in public, and threw him into the deep mountains.

What should have been a good thing was ruined.

Xia Wen was furious and slapped Yu Yijin across the face. A red, swollen mark immediately appeared on her face.

Yu Yijin immediately reached out and slapped Xia Wen across the face. Xia Wen had never been hit before and was stunned.

Yu Yijin sneered, "I am not the kind of virtuous husband who would take in other men for his wife. Since you have provoked me, you can only have me and you cannot provoke other men."

Alas! Who would have thought it was a male tiger?

It's a pity that Xia Jin'an, such a remarkable person, was probably carried off by wild beasts deep in the mountains.

She thought with some regret, but who knew that the person coming towards her was none other than Xia Jin'an.

She rubbed her eyes.

Xia Wen doesn't usually take this route home.

She had heard that Xia's father was going to worship Buddha, so she avoided the road she usually took and took a side road that she rarely used. Who knew that she would run into Xia Jin'an? Wasn't this a fateful encounter?

She rubbed her hands together and exclaimed, "Beauty!" before lunging forward.

...

Ding Yucheng was admiring his calligraphy, quite satisfied with his work.

She said to Liang Yun, who was standing there, "I will send my visiting card to the Yu family and invite Young Master Yu to come to our residence for a chat."

They married into the Xia family at the same time, so it was common for them to get to know each other and develop their relationship.

"it is good."

...

Xia Jin'an was walking when Xia Wen suddenly appeared, startling him. He took a step back. He had expected to encounter Xia Wen at the Xia residence, but he hadn't anticipated it would happen so soon.

He covered his face, trying to escape quickly.

"stop!"

He had no choice but to turn around and bow: "Miss Xia..."

"Why are you being so formal? You should call me 'wife'." Xia Wen smiled and tried to reach out and touch Xia Jin'an's hand. "Jin'an, it's so good that you're not dead. You know how much I miss you. You often appear in my dreams."

What kind of dream? It was, of course, an unspeakable, obscene dream.

Xia Jin'an felt nauseous when she thought about how this pretentious Xia Wen often fantasized about him.

He pulled his hand out and looked around. There was no one around. His father had left at some point.

Xia Jin'an took a few steps back. "Miss Xia...this is unacceptable!" Xia Wen pressed on relentlessly.

They immediately began to tear Xia Jin'an's clothes. Her exposed skin felt slightly cool.

He absolutely cannot be humiliated here!

He caught a glimpse of a large rock beside him. If it fell, would he die and be freed from his torment?

Suddenly, a tremendous force pulled Xia Wen back. Displeased at being interrupted, Xia Wen was about to scold him when he turned around and saw Yu Yijin, who looked as cold as frost.

A slap landed on her face, and it stung instantly.

Xia Wen jumped up and down: "You slapped me again!"

"I'll deal with you in a bit!" Yu Yijin glared at her.

Yu Yijin is at home embroidering her wedding dress.

In families that value tradition, the groom's wedding dress is sewn by hand, stitch by stitch, with all the blessings for the marriage sewn into it.

He thought of Xia Wen, that good-for-nothing with only her looks. She frequented brothels, and he had cried and despaired after learning the truth.

He touched the mark on his arm; it was completely clean, nothing was left. A man should remain faithful to one woman until death. No matter how incompetent Xia Wen was, he would be his future, his lifelong support.

When Ding Yucheng's invitation arrived, he disdainfully tossed it aside, thinking that a second-marriage man from a humble background was unworthy of receiving an invitation.

But after thinking about it, I took it back.

Well, the third branch of the family is weak, so he has to mediate between them.

After he tidied his clothes and arrived at the Xia residence, he saw this scene. His anger rose in his chest, burning him with pain all over his body.

He was disappointed in Xia Wen for his lack of progress, and he was ruthless towards Ding Yucheng.

His sharp eyes glared at Ding Yucheng: "You wretch, you're really lucky. I spared your life, and instead of being grateful and keeping a low profile, you went back to the Xia residence to seduce your master. Do you want to die?"

Since meeting Yu Yijin, Zhongtian has been trembling slightly.

He looked around at Xia Wen, Yu Yijin, and his servants; he was all alone.

His thoughts drifted back to that night.

A strong man stripped him of his clothes. Yu Yijin stood in the darkness, the light only illuminating half of his face, his tone icy and chilling.

He wanted to scream! He wanted to turn around and run away!

Yu Yijin continued rambling, "I was too kind-hearted to ruin your face, and now you're using it to seduce people, especially those eyes. Chunzhi, gouge out his eyes!"

Chunzhi stepped forward silently. He had done this kind of thing many times, so he was naturally skilled at it.

Xia Jin'an retreated step by step.

He regretted it. He shouldn't have shown up. He should have stayed hidden in that mountain hut like a quail, rotting and stinking, never to see the light of day again.

Suddenly, a warm embrace came over him; it was Xia Muning.

He hugged Xia Jin'an's trembling body and whispered, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Xia Jin'an cried even harder.

Ding Yucheng, lurking in the shadows, sneered: "Xia Muning certainly knows how to play the good guy. He knew as soon as Xia Wen appeared at the Xia residence. Now he's coming out to play the good guy."

...

Since agreeing to marry Xia Jin'an, Zhong Tian felt a great responsibility and arrived at the glass shop early in the morning.

She looked outside; the sky was overcast, and dark clouds seemed about to fall. Judging from the sky, it looked like it was going to rain.

A craftsman from Jiangnan was brought in from across the street to improve the glassmaking process, and the shop is always bustling with people coming and going. "The shopkeeper across the street is quite mysterious; I've never known who he is?"

Song Jinshu, who was setting up a wine rack nearby, replied, "I know." Taverns, which entertain guests from all directions, are among the most well-informed.

Business was good at the glass shop, so Song Jinshu consigned his delicate hands to the shop for sale. Xia Fang didn't say anything, so Zhong Tian naturally had no objections.

After a few days apart, Song Jinshu looked somewhat haggard.

He had attempted suicide a few days ago, which likely caused some physical damage. His voice sounded weak, and his lips were somewhat pale.

Nakata naturally understood what was going on. But no one around him knew, and Nakata felt like he had a secret he couldn't tell anyone.

"The shopkeeper's name is Lin Qingye. He is the heir of the Lin family in Jiangnan. He is handsome, gentle and affectionate, but I heard that he is not easy to get along with. He has only been here for a few days and has already become somewhat ambiguous with a famous courtesan."

Lust is a common problem among women in this era, just as lust is an incurable disease for men in modern times.

"Can we meet up?"

Song Jinshu was somewhat embarrassed, but Zhongtian knew that the fact that he didn't refuse immediately meant that he had connections.

"If you ask her out, I'll give you five taels of silver."

"Deal!" The transaction was completed. Song Jinshu wanted to leave, but Zhong Tian grabbed him: "What are you doing? I'm very busy."

"Young Master Song, I want to know about Xia Jin'an."

"Xia Jin'an, is that your lover?"

Zhong Tian's face turned cold: "Young Master Song, don't be so rude. I'm planning to marry him."

"You really want to know?"

"nature!"

Song Jinshu shook her head: "If you knew, you probably wouldn't want to marry him."

"You speak, I'm listening!"