Chapter 10: The Villain's Professional Qualities

"Bide, he, he suddenly touched my butt!" Luxi cried sadly, looking at Bide with eyes full of anger.

Wailali, who had received her sister's affirmation, looked at Bide with angry and hurt eyes, not understanding why Bide would do that.

"Get out, get out of my sight, and never let me see you again!!"

Weiliya's angry voice rang out, emotionally agitated as if she wanted to find something to teach Bide a lesson.

"I didn't do it on purpose." Bide explained in a panic.

"It's not intentional, not intentional could touch Luxi's butt." Obviously everyone present didn't believe Bide's explanation; Bide opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but the fact was right before his eyes.

Suddenly Bide saw Weiliya fiercely pull out an axe, her momentum fierce as she charged at him.

Immediately frightened, Bide fled in panic.

Left behind were the crying Luxi and Wailali, whose expression was grim and sad.

Weiluona slightly opened her cherry lips, obviously dazed by this sudden big scandal.

Meanwhile Fulade was leisurely enjoying the melon on the side, laughing happily—what a spectacle.

"Cough cough~"

"Luxi, you're a great girl. You should be stronger. That way you'll be even more charming." Fulade stepped forward and spoke to comfort Luxi.

Listening to Fulade's magnetic yet gentle encouraging comfort by her ear.

Luxi raised her head to look at Fulade before her, and for a moment felt Fulade was so majestic.

Luxi seemed to see light in Fulade, her gaze involuntarily becoming infatuated.

Fulade then turned to Wailali and said:

"Wailali, I know you and Bide have been childhood sweethearts with mutual affection, but being able to see his true nature early on is not necessarily a bad thing for you, right?"

"For a beautiful and lovely girl like you, Bide doesn't know how to cherish; that's his lack of vision, and such a person isn't worth your sorrow and grief."

Listening to Fulade's friendly comfort and guidance by her ear, Wailali instantly felt herself being Package by a warmth.

This time, looking at Fulade, she unknowingly found something else mixed in her gaze.

At this moment, Wailali only felt as if she were surrounded by a strong sense of security, making her feel very at ease.

Seeing her Master casually, he managed to bewitch the two girls, Weiluona sighed and realized Fulade might have done something.

At this moment, Bide stared blankly at his palm, utterly unable to understand why he had foolishly gone to sneak a touch of Luxi's butt.

He felt that everything that happened today was so strange.

Including his remarks today, which were a brain‑hot blurt, spoken without thinking, nothing like his usual self.

"Could it be that my jealousy made me lose my wits!" Bide muttered.

However, whenever he thought of Fulade, Bide felt a deep‑seated disgust.

The more Bide thought, the more he felt something was off, muttering: "No, I need to find time to explain things clearly to Wailali; there must be some misunderstanding."

Weiliya, who failed to catch Bide, returned home holding her axe, huffing and puffing.

Coincidentally, she witnessed Fulade gently comforting the two sisters.

Seeing such a gentle, elegant, gentlemanly man, Weiliya couldn't help but feel her heart race.

When she saw Fulade looking over at her, realizing it was improper, Weiliya immediately dropped her axe and instinctively tidied her clothes.

Looking embarrassed at Fulade, her face flushed for a moment.

Fulade smiled and nodded at Weiliya, saying nothing more.

This made Weiliya breathe a sigh of relief, yet she also felt a bit lost.

"Oh, what's wrong with me?" "So hot."

Weiliya touched her rather plump cheeks with both hands, feeling flustered inside.

Given Weiliya's rich experience, she naturally understood that her heart had been stirred.

Realizing this, Weiliya felt it was utterly unbelievable.

If she were young, Weiliya would naturally not mind having some romantic things with Fulade.

But now, as a mother of two children, Weiliya possesses mature thoughts and family obligations, naturally knowing what should and shouldn't be done.

Just as when she was young, a momentary impulse led her to stray, giving birth to her eldest daughter Luxi, which has kept her living in guilt and unease ever since.

Looking at Fulade's tall and straight posture, elegant demeanor, and knife‑cut handsome face with deep eyes.

Fully aware she couldn't continue like this, Weiliya hastily averted her gaze and glanced around in a panic.

When she saw the water bucket in the corner, her eyes lit up and she quickly said to everyone, "Well, there's no water at home; I'll go fetch a bucket of water."

Saying that, she picked up the wooden bucket and hurriedly walked out.

Wanting to temporarily escape this place of right and wrong, to calm her mood.

"Madam, let me help you."

Fulade watched Weiliya pick up the bucket and head out, then quickly followed, eager to help.

"Ah, no need, I can do it myself."

Weiliya had originally wanted to avoid Fulade; how could she let him follow? She therefore firmly refused.

Faced with Weiliya's refusal, Fulade didn't think much of it, assuming it was just a woman saving face, feeling embarrassed.

Arriving at the small river by the woods, seeing Weiliya's darting gaze, not daring to look at him, Fulade said, "Madam, do you know you're charming?"

"What, what." Hearing Fulade's sudden praise, Weiliya panicked, feeling her heart go "thump‑thump".

"I say, madam, you are very charming." Fulade approached her without changing expression and said.

"I, I'm over thirty, what charm do I still have?" At this moment Weiliya only felt her cheeks flush, growing hotter and hotter.

In her flustered state, the water bucket in her hand became unstable and fell to the ground in an instant.

Just as Weiliya was about to pick up the bucket to hide her flustered state.

A strong big hand suddenly lifted her plump, fair chin.

Weiliya was forced to lift her head, gazing into Fulade's deep, captivating eyes; for a moment her heartbeat quickened, her mind went blank, and her gaze became enamored.

At that moment, she completely forgot her previous decision.

Looking at the voluptuous beauty before him, Fulade seized the moment to say, "Madam, don't you know how charming you are?"

Weiliya blushed and shook her head, her fingers gripping tightly at her skirt hem, her body trembling uncontrollably.

"Do you know how captivating it is when you pick up an axe to defend your daughter?" Fulade gazed into the beauty's eyes with deep affection.

"I, I, I thought you wouldn't like me." Overwhelmed, Weiliya's mind went blank, and she blurted out her true feelings.

"How could that be? I actually do like you."

Faced with Fulade's ardent confession and teasing, Weiliya felt as if she had returned to her girlhood, her gaze toward him growing ever more enamored.

Gazing at Fulade's handsome face within reach, Weiliya could no longer endure the inner torment; she summoned her courage, lifted her chin, and kissed him.

Faced with this situation, Fulade naturally had no fear of what came; he gladly accepted the lavish meal the beauty before him offered.

(End of chapter)