The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

So the old brothel owner was reluctant to keep her in the pavilion. However, Ms. Hua Junior didn’t have much of a shame to begin with, and after going through so much, she had even less. Somehow, she managed to seduce a guest who came to the brothel, and after a month of passionate lovemaking, the old brothel owner had no choice but to let her stay.

What she didn’t expect was that Ms. Hua Junior had her own tricks up her sleeve. Once she entered the place, it was as if she had grown two heads, competing for power and favor. She was very adept at serving the guests and soon caught the attention of the behind-the-scenes boss. As a result, the old brothel owner’s power was gradually divided.

Now there were two forces in this Yuvian Beauty Pavilion; one was the old brothel owner who managed the beauties, the other was Ms. Hua Junior who managed the servant boys.

Ms. Hua Junior was a formidable solicitor, her presence was felt regardless of whether it was morning, noon, or night, and she would always greet potential customers outside the pavilion.

It annoyed neighboring brothels to no end.

So, Ms. Hua Junior standing here soliciting guests was partly for her son’s sake.

"Yang Chuxia, you shut up, I’m telling you, this is my territory, you’d better watch your mouth," Ms. Hua Junior threatened.

Not only that, she was considering what her chances were of keeping Yang Chuxia at this moment, considering he only had a few people with him.

Ms. Hua Junior was never one to shy away from what she wanted. Thinking as such, she waved her hand and summoned more than ten thugs from inside the pavilion.

But she was still unsatisfied with the number of people, even though there wasn’t much she could do about it at the moment, since everyone inside the pavilion—male and female servers and thugs alike—were resting.

People in such places were always more energetic at night.

This group should be enough, Ms. Hua Junior thought, outnumbering the opposition by more than half.

"So, you want to keep me here?" Yang Chuxia pointed at the people behind Ms. Hua Junior.

"That’s right, we were from the same village, and it’s time to catch up," she said, raising her hand, and the dozen or so thugs armed with weapons surrounded Yang Chuxia’s carriage.

"Catching up with someone like you who pimps girls is really disgraceful," Yang Chuxia said disdainfully.

"Haha, disgraceful or not, I’m going to keep you here today," Ms. Hua Junior said bitterly. "When you dumped my son and me here years ago, I never thought the tables would turn. Don’t worry, since we are from the same village, I’ll make sure the people in the pavilion treat you well."

With this, she barked, "Tie up this little bitch, and that girl too. Hehe, our Beauty Pavilion is going to make a fortune today, this one’s a money tree for sure." After saying this, she thought to herself, ’You little bitch, I’ll make sure you meet your end in this place. If it weren’t for you, my son and I wouldn’t be in such a miserable state.’

No one dared to defy Ms. Hua Junior. Besides, the girl was indeed beautiful, and if this venture went well, there would be plenty of rewards to come.

With such thoughts in mind, the thugs began to clash with Fugui and the others immediately.

Yang Chuxia watched everything calmly, looking at Ms. Hua Junior and shaking her head sarcastically.

She had faith in the abilities of Fugui and the others. Although they were not exceptional, they should be more than capable of dealing with opponents who relied solely on brute force.

So, in less than a quarter of an hour, the ground was strewn with fallen thugs.