Chapter 1163 - 1165_1
"Still pondering over this object?" After dinner, when the two steamed buns had already fallen asleep, Ye Zi’an returned from his bath to find her still examining the tablet.
"Yeah, I’m sure I’ve seen it somewhere before, just can’t quite remember where." Especially the cluster of flames on the tablet, which looked particularly eye-catching.
"Forget it, if you can’t remember it, then don’t dwell on it; it’s bound to come to light sooner or later." Ye Zi’an took the tablet from her hands. Seeing her still looking downcast, he added, "Wife, why obsess over this late at night? Can it really be more alluring than your husband?"
Hearing this, Yang Chuxia lifted her gaze and chuckled, seeing the displeasure on his face.
Especially seeing him at that moment, merely draped in a long robe revealing his chest beneath, and below, just wearing a pair of underpants.
"Husband, getting aroused at any time and place isn’t good!" Yang Chuxia teased, poking at a certain spot of his.
Ye Zi’an hummed, saying with all seriousness, "I’ve always had a craving for meat; I haven’t had any in days, and I’m already famished." As he spoke, he bent down, preparing to pick her up, "Come, wife, let’s ’eat meat’ together." Without waiting for Yang Chuxia’s response, he picked her up and headed towards the bed.
And smoothly pulled down the bed curtain in passing.
However, during the height of their passion, a sudden shout from within the bed curtain, "I remember now, I remember!"
Ye Zi’an looked at her in surprise. He then heard her continue, "I remember where I’ve seen that pattern before."
Right before going to sleep, Yang Chuxia only had one thing to say, "Stinky Brother An, when did you become so petty."
"It’s not about being petty," replied Ye Zi’an, "but about a man’s dignity."
Half-asleep, Yang Chuxia thought to herself, your sister’s dignity—it’s the excuse you’ve come up with for forcefully pursuing your carnal desires.
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"Were those two brought back yesterday?" As soon as Ye Zi’an got up, his first stop was the front courtyard.
"They were brought back."
"Bring them over."
Not long after, Ye Wu and Ye Liu brought two tied-up individuals.
These were the very same people who had been gossiping during Principal Clerk Zhou’s birthday ceremony of grabbing objects.
Without beating around the bush, Ye Zi’an directly asked, "Speak, what did those words yesterday mean?"
Upon Ye Zi’an’s questioning, both shook their heads in unison, "Milord, we said nothing; nothing at all."
"Yesterday, I overheard you mentioning someone with the surname Huang; my hearing is excellent."
"Milord, you heard wrong, truly wrong. We didn’t mention anyone with the surname Huang; I was talking about someone with the surname Lan, indeed, it was Lan." The one in blue clothes hastily defended himself, as Ye Zi’an brought up the matter from the day before.
Ye Zi’an gave him a cold glance at these words, immediately causing him to wipe the sweat off his forehead and his voice to falter.
"Speaking or not is entirely up to you." This sentence was directed at the man in brown clothes, "I’m only asking you one last time. If you’re willing to speak, perhaps I can grant your wish. If not, I’ll have you ejected from the estate right now. But remember, if you ever regret your decision and come to me, don’t blame me for being unaccommodating."