Female-dominated society: My husband is clingy and I can't shake him off

The driver slowly opened his eyes, adjusting to the somewhat dark surroundings.

She soon discovered that her hands were tied behind her back to the pillar and she couldn't move at all.

The rope didn't feel like a thick hemp rope; it was rather thin, as if it would break if you tried to pull it.

She began to struggle, but gradually she realized something was wrong; her strength was slowly slipping away.

If you sniff the air carefully, you'll detect a faint fragrance; it's the muscle-relaxing powder.

Her gaze settled on the candle, where the fragrance seemed to be growing stronger.

Shen Ziche's mind was already a little dizzy. He had been in a state of excessive tension, so his breathing was rapid and he had inhaled too much muscle relaxant.

Wang Cheng noticed that Shen Ziche's head was drooping and quickly called out, "Young Master Shen, Young Master Shen..."

But he still didn't react. Wang Cheng immediately felt something was wrong. She had just promised Li Mei that she would take good care of her husband. Li Mei had only been gone for a short while when Young Master Shen had an accident.

She felt a little flustered, unsure how to explain things to Li Mei.

"Shopkeeper, he just inhaled too much of the muscle relaxant. He'll wake up once the air circulates."

Hearing this, Wang Cheng felt relieved. She tried clenching her fist and found it indeed lacked strength.

Wang Cheng and the coachman looked up at the tightly closed exit. It seemed they couldn't open it for them, so they could only wait quietly for the candles to go out.

……

"Go inside and wait."

Li Mo'er was pushed into the woodshed, and then she heard the sound of the door being locked.

She wasn't in a hurry, after all, she couldn't run away on her own.

She rummaged through the woodshed and found a broken bowl in the woodpile. She then began to gather the herbs she had secretly hidden.

Instead of confronting them head-on, it's better to take this opportunity to vent your anger.

If there had been croton seeds or something similar on the road, she would never have chosen such a gentle method of torture.

While she was processing the medicinal herbs and thinking about how to escape, the head of the gang's house was already in complete chaos.

"You brought them back so they could be my wives!"

The leader was so angry that his eyes widened. He had only intended for them to rob the rich to improve their lives, not to rob people.

Seeing that the leader was angry, the second-in-command immediately advised, "Isn't this also for the sake of Tiger Head Mountain?"

Greyhound cleverly chimed in, "That's right, Boss, Tiger Head Mountain needs successors."

The gang leader slapped him too, yelling, "Right about what?"

"Isn't this child suffering just as much as we are? Do you want him to live the same life as us?"

The leader knew they were acting in their own best interest and earnestly offered them advice.

He left home voluntarily because he was getting old and still unmarried, which would bring shame to his parents.

Moreover, his parents have always treated him very well since he was a child, and they have never scolded or berated him because he was ugly or had a bad figure.

Therefore, unlike the others in the village, he did not have as much fear and resentment towards women.

Seeing that the leader was soft-hearted, and recalling Li Mo'er's gentle and weak appearance, the second-in-command felt that the two were a good match.

So, they decided to act first and inform later, since the head of the gang wouldn't know anyway.

"Boss, we've already notified everyone in the village, and the bridal sedan chair is ready. Everyone's busy preparing for your wedding."

The second-in-command cautiously probed, and the first-in-command frowned slightly but did not get angry. The second-in-command sensed that there was hope for this.

"Aren't you guys being ridiculous? How could they possibly agree to this!"

When Xi Gou heard what the second-in-command said, he was about to ask a question when he saw the second-in-command's hand waving at him from behind.

He didn't understand and was still standing there. The second-in-command wanted to slap him. Why couldn't this blockhead see the light?

He turned his head slightly, winked at the greyhound, and gestured for him to leave.

Just as the second-in-command's eyes were about to twitch, Greyhound finally realized what was happening and dashed out in a flash.

He ran and shouted, "The chief is getting married! We'll be able to eat meat in a couple of days!"