EBE Chapter 168 Violence
Chapter 168 Violence
Chapter 168 Violence
Zhang Jiao was wearing a policewoman's uniform. She was on duty today when suddenly the school principal, Pan Lin, came to her and complained to her.
When children make mistakes at school, teachers often talk to their parents. Pan Lin didn't dare to talk to Wang Wenzhou, so she went to Zhang Jiao instead.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Jiao thought it was outrageous, so she picked up Jiang Xuyang and took him to find Wang Wenzhou, so that Wang Wenzhou, as his father, could properly discipline this brat.
When Wang Wenzhou's sedan chair was parked by the roadside, Zhang Jiao saw more than 50 sedan chair bearers outside, standing guard, and she knew that Wang Wenzhou was inside the sedan chair.
"Wait for your mother on horseback. Your mother is going to find your father," Zhang Jiao said to Jiang Xuyang in an annoyed tone.
"Okay!" Jiang Xuyang, with a bruise on his face and a mournful expression, nodded in agreement.
Zhang Jiao dismounted and walked towards the sedan chair.
"Zhu Yi, the sedan chair bearers, greets Madam," Zhu Yi announced loudly. He wanted to remind Wang Wenzhou, who was doing something naughty in the sedan chair, that Zhang Jiao had arrived.
Zhao Fengmin, kneeling on the ground, heard the noise outside and quickly looked up at Wang Wenzhou.
Wang Wenzhou smiled slightly, gently patted Zhao Fengmin's head, and said softly, "Minmin, you can continue. It's not a big deal. Changing the dressing is the important thing."
Zhao Fengmin blushed. Although she was very shy, she dared not disobey the adults' wishes, so she could only continue to work with her head down.
Zhang Jiao was stunned when she lifted the sedan curtain.
The scene was so erotic that Zhang Jiao's face turned red to her neck, and she stood there dumbfounded.
Wang Wenzhou thought Zhang Jiao would get angry and walk away if she saw this, since Zhang Jiao hadn't used violence against him in a long time. Wang Wenzhou, however, didn't particularly like Zhang Jiao. The reason he kept Zhao Fengmin working was precisely to drive Zhang Jiao away.
But Zhang Jiao was wearing a policewoman's uniform today. Because of the rising temperature, she had changed the bottom part of the uniform to shorts. Now, Zhang Jiao's fair thighs made her face look even more rosy, and she looked absolutely gorgeous.
"Jiaojiao won't hit me, right?" Wang Wenzhou pondered, wondering if he should invite Zhang Jiao up to play with him for a while. "So be it," he thought, "failure is the mother of success. If you don't do something, you're guaranteed not to succeed. But if you do do it, you have a fifty percent chance of success."
Wang Wenzhou waved to Zhang Jiao and said with a smile, "Jiaojiao, get in the sedan chair quickly. It's cold outside, and my injury hasn't healed yet. What if I catch a cold?"
"Hmm..." Zhang Jiao lowered her head, her gaze fixed on the ground. She really didn't dare to look up. She wanted to turn around and leave, but Wang Wenzhou told her to get into the sedan chair, and she wanted to get in, but she was too shy to do so. Should she get in or not? Zhang Jiao was very conflicted...
"Hurry up!" Wang Wenzhou commanded.
Zhang Jiao awkwardly got into the sedan chair. Her mind was blank; she didn't even know when Wang Wenzhou had pulled her to sit beside him. Only when Wang Wenzhou's large lips kissed her did Zhang Jiao gradually regain consciousness.
"Jiaojiao, you look so beautiful today!" Wang Wenzhou praised Zhang Jiao while hugging her.
"I need to talk to you about something..." Zhang Jiao said shyly.
"We'll talk about it later, let's get down to business first," Wang Wen said, and began to undress Zhang Jiao.
Zhang Jiao tried to struggle and run away, but Wang Wenzhou held her tightly, preventing her from leaving. With Zhang Jiao's fighting skills, one slap would have sent Wang Wenzhou sprawling to the ground. But today, Zhang Jiao seemed utterly weak, unable to muster any strength, and could only cling tightly to his clothes, preventing Wang Wenzhou from moving.
Wang Wenzhou kissed Zhang Jiao and said, "Jiaojiao, what are you afraid of? We're getting married in a few days. We've been friends for so long, been brothers for so long, what are you shy about?"
On the day of the riot, Zhang Jiao fell in love with Wang Wenzhou's heroic spirit because he risked his life to save her. When someone truly loves you, they will never use violence against you. Zhang Jiao was the same way; if Wang Wenzhou had dared to treat her like that before, she would have slapped him so hard that he would have knelt on the ground begging for mercy.
But now, because of love, Zhang Jiao simply can't bear to hit Wang Wenzhou. Even if Wang Wenzhou does some bad things to her that she doesn't want to do.
"Wait! I really have something to talk to you about!" Zhang Jiao said, clutching her clothes tightly, her voice trembling with tears.
Tears streamed down Zhang Jiao's face. She didn't know why she was crying—was it because she felt wronged? Or afraid? Or perhaps both?
Wang Wenzhou was a hopeless case of male chauvinism; he couldn't bear to see Zhang Jiao cry. In Wang Wenzhou's mind, Zhang Jiao had always been a heroine. Seeing her shed tears now, Wang Wenzhou was stunned.
"Jiaojiao, darling, it was my fault! I apologize to you right now." Wang Wenzhou kissed Zhang Jiao's small lips with his big mouth.
This wasn't Zhang Jiao's first kiss with Wang Wenzhou; Wang Wenzhou had once tricked her into believing that kissing was a form of apology. Zhang Jiao kissed him willingly.
Wang Wenzhou's mind raced, and he came up with another wicked idea.
Wang Wenzhou patted Zhao Fengmin's head, signaling her to stop working. He said, "Minmin, hurry up, look, you've made Jiaojiao cry. Quickly apologize to Jiaojiao."
"Sister Jiaojiao, I'm sorry!" Zhao Fengmin was very obedient and always listened to Wang Wenzhou.
"Minmin, how can you apologize like that? Just saying sorry isn't enough. What's the point of having the police then?" Wang Wenzhou scolded, feigning anger.
"Huh?" Zhao Fengmin didn't know the apology part. She looked at Wang Wenzhou with a wronged expression, thinking that she hadn't done a good job and that Wang Wenzhou was really angry.
"What are you standing there for! A kiss is the only sincere apology. Come here and give your Jiaojiao a kiss," Wang Wenzhou said with a mischievous grin.
Zhao Fengmin suppressed a laugh and gave Wang Wenzhou a resentful look. The man was really too unserious.
Zhao Fengmin, completely naked, and Zhang Jiao, her clothes disheveled and half-undressed, exuding a seductive aura, were Wang Wenzhou's two beauties embracing and kissing.
Wang Wenzhou said in a serious tone, "Jiaojiao, Minmin, you are both my wives. You should address each other as sisters. Jiaojiao, tell me, do you often call Minmin a little bitch?"
"Hmm..." Zhang Jiao turned around and looked at Wang Wenzhou with a wronged expression, then said softly, "I'm sorry!"
It must be said that Wang Wenzhou, as a swindler, was adept at occupying the moral high ground. Zhang Jiao was completely fooled by Wang Wenzhou.
"Hurry up," Wang Wenzhou commanded, "Apologize to Minmin immediately."
"Mmm!" Zhang Jiao nodded, quickly turned around, and kissed him.
Wang Wenzhou smiled slightly and, while the two beauties were passionately kissing, went to take off Zhang Jiao's pants.
Zhang Jiao quickly turned her head, looked at Wang Wenzhou with a wronged expression, and said in a pleading tone, "Wang Wenzhou..."
“Jiaojiao! This is where you're wrong! What does the female precepts say? At home, obey your father; after marriage, obey your husband. Tell me, we've been friends for so long, and I've always treated you like a brother. How have you treated me? You talk to me with your fists, but you slap me in the face. Is this the right thing to do?” Wang Wenzhou asked seriously.
"I'm sorry!" Zhang Jiao cried as she threw herself into Wang Wenzhou's arms and kissed him.