Chapter 62: Husband, Help Me

These death warriors were all hired by his father at a great price; each one of them possessed the strength to challenge those of a higher level at critical moments.

He believed that with the help of these experts, plus the forces supporting Xiao Tiancheng within the Xiao Family, they would certainly be able to help Xiao Tiancheng seize the position of Head of the Family in one fell swoop.

Then, immediately lead all the Xiao Family's forces to pounce on the Su Family, taking advantage of the opportunity while Su Hao and the other core figures were not on the Donghua Continent to completely overthrow the Su Family.

Kill that ruthless mother and son, Qin Xinran and Su Chen, to avenge his own parents.

"Everyone, please sit!"

Looking at the respectful gazes one by one in the hall, Su Yong felt his heart surging with emotion; he couldn't help but cough twice and speak slowly.

"Thank you, Young Master Su!"

The group cupped their hands again and sat back down.

"Everyone, I, Su Yong, will not waste words. I came this time to tell you all that we are about to take action and take back everything that belongs to us."

Su Yong's tone was sonorous and powerful. He swept his gaze over the crowd and continued: "This is my decision, and I hope you will all give your full support. Once the matter is accomplished, I, Su Yong, will surely reward you handsomely!"

These words of his undoubtedly injected a shot of adrenaline into the more than one hundred death warriors present, and they expressed their stances one after another.

"Young Master Su, we swear to follow you to the death!"

"Young Master Su, as long as you say the word, we will go through fire and water without hesitation."

"Young Master Su, we are all your loyal servants, swearing to serve you to the death!"

For a time, the crowd in the hall was filled with excitement.

"Good! Very good!"

Hearing these words from them, Su Yong nodded with satisfaction, a cold sneer hanging on the corner of his mouth, and muttered in a low voice: "Su Chen, let's see how you fight me now! Once my Xiao Family swallows you up, that will be the time of your death!"

"Hahaha."

Thinking of the scene where his great revenge would be fulfilled, Su Yong couldn't help but laugh wildly, his eyes deep and cold, filled with cruel slaughter.

Su Chen, you just wait for me!

I want to watch with my own eyes as you kneel at my feet, trembling and begging for mercy; I want to toy with your woman right in front of you!

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At night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the sky was clear for ten thousand miles.

This was a good season for sowing seeds.

The Su Family.

In Su Chen's bedroom, a woman lay on the bed, her charming eyes like silk.

She was peerlessly beautiful, her skin crystal clear and translucent, as if it would break at a touch; her eyebrows were like paintings, her nose delicate, and her lips like cherries. Beneath her small, exquisite nose, a pair of seductive red lips exuded an elegant fragrance.

Her figure was exquisite and graceful, her chest high, her willow waist too slender to be grasped by one hand, and her skin was fair and delicate, smooth and soft like mutton-fat jade, though her beautiful body was covered in blue and purple bruises.

"Oh!"

Just at this moment, the woman on the bed suddenly opened her eyes, "Husband, you are so strong..."

"Hehe, didn't you keep clamoring about wanting to bear me a son? Can't you handle it already?"

Seeing this, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of Su Chen's mouth.

Hearing this, the woman on the bed had a blushing face, feeling incomparably shy.

Because Xia Qingxue was injured, the heavy burden of serving Su Chen daily naturally fell entirely on her alone.

Who would have thought she would encounter such "bad luck."

She was truly like a mute eating coptis—unable to voice her bitterness!

"Husband, your concubine!"

Chu Yanran bit her red lips tightly, her pretty face flushed red as if drunk, looking delicate and dripping, her eyes hazy.

"Hehe, then call me 'Hubby' for me to hear."

Su Chen chuckled evilly, looking as if he feared the world wouldn't be in chaos.

"Hubby~"

Hearing this, how could Chu Yanran dare not to answer? She could only obey and call out.

"Mm, that sounds comfortable."

Hearing Chu Yanran's gentle voice, Su Chen felt his body heat up.

"Hubby, I was wrong..."

Not long after, Chu Yanran's voice drifted out from the room.

"Eh, why is this Saintess Chu crying out so miserably? Is this Su Chen a violent maniac? Does he have a habit of beating women?"

Xiao Ruoyu, who was lying in the next room recuperating, suddenly heard Chu Yanran's screams. She immediately opened her beautiful eyes, her expression stunned and her face full of suspicion.

Although she had been seriously injured by Chu Yang, she had not fallen into a deep sleep.

At this moment, she vaguely heard Chu Yanran's weeping and pleading, which made her feel somewhat strange.

She couldn't help but associate some unpleasant things with Su Chen.

"Hmph, men really are unreliable things; to actually abuse a woman in secret—how is such scum worthy of being my, Xiao Ruoyu's, husband?"

A moment later, Xiao Ruoyu withdrew her gaze, her face turning cold, and she muttered a vicious remark.

Immediately, she couldn't be bothered with so much, turned over, and closed her eyes, trying not to think about these messy things.

She had lost her mother when she was young and knew nothing about those things between men and women.

When she first had her period at the age of twelve, it had scared her half to death.

At the time, she thought she was about to die, and only after an old woman in the family saw her and explained the reason did she understand why she was bleeding.

However, at this moment, Xia Qingxue, who was in another room, was not as calm as Xiao Ruoyu.

Listening to the sounds Chu Yanran was making, her whole head was buzzing, her face flushed red, and she felt dizzy, as if she were drunk.

She tried desperately to shake her head, struggling to keep herself calm, but the sounds still couldn't stop drilling into her ears.

Having experienced the affairs between a man and a woman, she was no longer that ignorant little girl.

She clearly knew what the two people in the next room were doing.

As the saying goes, once you have tasted the marrow, you know the flavor.

The sounds Chu Yanran made were like a magic spell, unable to be dispelled from her mind, making her whole body feel feverish and her heart pound wildly.

It was like a catalyst, instantly igniting the most primal 【desire】 in the depths of her heart.

"Mmm."

Finally, she could no longer endure this torment; one hand moved downward, a faint sound escaped her throat, while her other hand covered her lips, terrified of being heard by Su Chen next door.

At this moment, she felt her lower abdomen swell suddenly, as if a ball of flame were burning, scorching her internal organs, blood, and bones, making it unbearable for her.

She panted incessantly, her body twisting uncontrollably, looking exactly like a dancing Snake, her mouth and tongue parched.

"Sob, sob, sob!"

Xia Qingxue swallowed hard a few times, she was incomparably desperate.

"So uncomfortable, so hot, who can help me?"

Finally, upon hearing a heart-wrenching cry from next door, she slowly raised her head, looked toward the door, her beautiful eyes flickering with hope, and muttered to herself.

The next moment, like a drowning person grabbing a piece of driftwood, she hurried toward the door, wanting to find that straw to clutch at.

"Oh."

The Great Dao of human relations between Su Chen and Chu Yanran was finally completed, and the room finally quieted down.

Chu Yanran lay on her side, her face flushed with a deep crimson, drenched in fragrant sweat, as if she had just taken a bath, extremely alluring.

Moreover, her delicate body was trembling violently; clearly, because the stimulation had been too great, she was exhausted and wanted to fall asleep.

Yet Su Chen behind her had a leisurely expression, not a trace of fatigue visible in his eyes, and a hint of playfulness still lingering at the corners of his mouth.

"Thump~ thump~ thump."

Suddenly, a knocking sound rang out, accompanied by an anxious voice: "Husband, help me..."

(End of this chapter)