Chapter 2 Pretend Play Turns Real

Yang Fan was momentarily dumbfounded.

What kind of harebrained scheme is this?

Even if he were willing, how could Wu Xuelan possibly agree?

"You really must be out of your mind. Do you think this could work?" Yang Fan said irritably, "You'd better think of another plan quick. I'm going to try and stall for a bit."

He pretended to head out the door but was yanked back by Boss Zhou.

"No time, your sister-in-law is already here. Hurry, hurry, it's like I'm begging you."

Because Zhu Shanshan's family was influential and had helped Boss Zhou a lot in the early days, he didn't even dare raise his voice in front of his virtuous wife, to say nothing of the tight leash she had him on.

If Zhu Shanshan found out that Boss Zhou was fooling around outside, she would undoubtedly kill him.

Boss Zhou pushed Yang Fan into the inner room, then checked his clothes to make sure nothing was amiss, and after that, he heaved a sigh of relief.

Just then, Zhu Shanshan walked in, dressed in a black spaghetti strap bodycon dress paired with a shawl.

"Not many people here today?" Zhu Shanshan took off the sunglasses resting on her forehead and asked.

"Ah... Oh." Boss Zhou, guilty as a thief, managed a strained response.

Zhu Shanshan cast a sidelong glance at Boss Zhou and muttered discontentedly, "Just look at you, all limp and listless. Just you watch, I'll go take a break. I didn't shop much but nearly died of exhaustion."

Having said this, she started taking off her coat, heading towards the inner room.

Boss Zhou rushed over quickly, grabbing Zhu Shanshan's arm and gesturing for her to be quieter.

"What do you mean?" Zhu Shanshan asked, puzzled.

With a sleazy smile on his face, Boss Zhou whispered, "Fanzi's inside."

"So what if he's inside? What's he going to do to me? This is a great chance for us to have a chat," said Zhu Shanshan unpleasantly.

"It's not like that, come here, I'll explain," Boss Zhou pulled Zhu Shanshan closer and whispered.

The next moment, Zhu Shanshan's voice sharply rose as she angrily shouted, "Zhou, are you hiding some woman in there? Do you think I don't know what kind of person Fanzi is? Did you invite some woman over to deflower? Shameless of you to even suggest it!"

"Hey, I'm telling the truth, really, just wait, don't go in!" Boss Zhou shouted in desperation.

At this time, in the inner room, Yang Fan and Wu Xuelan were staring at each other, eyes wide.

Perhaps because women's clothing was more complicated to put on, when Yang Fan was forcefully pushed in by Old Zhou, Wu Xuelan was in the midst of putting on a bra. Her pale-skinned body was clad in nothing but underwear, and she had not had time to put on the rest of her clothes. Her seductive face was flushed red, and she looked a bit bewildered.

All of a sudden, hearing the commotion outside, Wu Xuelan's face lost all its color.

She abruptly dragged Yang Fan onto the bed and hissed in his ear, "Quick, take off your clothes, let's do it for a bit!"

Yang Fan was still dazed when Wu Xuelan took matters into her own hands.

She unfastened Yang Fan's belt, yanked his pants down to his knees, then grabbed the blanket and flung it over both of them.

Feeling the burn of her close proximity, Yang Fan, who had never been so close to a woman before, felt his heart nearly leap into a musical score.

He was nervous and excited, blood surging relentlessly to one particular spot, firmly pressing against Wu Xuelan.

She was still frantically busy, pressing against Yang Fan's pants with her foot while pulling down her own underwear.

"Come inside quickly." Finally managing to kick off both Yang Fan's pants and her own underwear, Wu Xuelan hurriedly reached down to Yang Fan's crotch, grasping the burning sensation.

Beyond marveling at Wu Xuelan's soft hands, guided by her, Yang Fan smoothly became one with Wu Xuelan.

Her long-lonely body was instantly filled, a profound sense of satisfaction caused Wu Xuelan's body to tense involuntarily, and her anxious Eyes turned into pools of spring water!

"Wow you're amazing, kid! That thing is almost the size of a donkey," Wu Xuelan mused internally, her eyes growing more hazy with desire.

At that moment, Zhu Shanshan charged in, full of fury.

"You two..." Zhu Shanshan muttered in surprise, then her gaze fell on Yang Fan's perfectly intact shirt, and a hint of suspicion flashed in her eyes.

Because everything had happened in such a rush, Yang Fan still had his overcoat on.

"Fanzi, doesn't it feel odd doing it with your clothes on? Is there something you're hiding? Why don't you share with sister-in-law?" Zhu Shanshan said, arms crossed, standing by the bed. "Besides, you shouldn't be that familiar with Xiao Wu, right?"

Zhu Shanshan seemed unaware that Wu Xuelan and Yang Fan came from the same village.

Standing behind her, Boss Zhou became somewhat anxious and urged, "Shanshan, what are you doing? They're already in this state; can you give Fanzi a little face?"

"Shut up. Fanzi and Xiao Wu probably haven't met much, right? And ever since Xiao Wu started working here, you two have been exchanging glances all day long, don't think I'm clueless! Besides, who does this with their coat on? Tell me, isn't it possible that you forced Fanzi to put on this act for me?" Zhu Shanshan said coldly.

"How could it be!" Boss Zhou glanced nervously at Yang Fan and said with a forced smile, "No way, let's just leave."

Zhu Shanshan snorted, "Once a dog, always a dog. You're feeling guilty!"

No sooner had she spoken than she suddenly yanked away the blanket.

"Ah..."

Yang Fan, coerced into mounting Wu Xuelan, or rather, a duck being rushed to mount, was already on edge.

As the blanket was ripped away, he sat up instinctively, and with a 'pop', the long spear swayed, nearly crashing into Zhu Shanshan's face!