CHAPTER 123: CHAPTER 122: FEELS LIKE DOING SOMETHING SHADY

"How did you become like this! Liang Hongye, I really didn’t expect you to be so despicable!"

Yang Donglian knew if she really went inside, she would definitely be threatened and coerced into doing some things she didn’t want to, so she had no choice but to glare at Liang Hongye, attempting to awaken his conscience.

"You are clearly a very honest and upright person. I just rejected you once, is it necessary to threaten me?"

She was terrified of everything that might happen after entering the house, but she feared more that Liang Hongye would really publicize her affairs with Xie Fengmian.

By then, she would truly gain nothing and lose everything.

"If you don’t want to go inside, then do you prefer to talk here?"

Liang Hongye didn’t respond to her words, stubbornly remaining cold and indifferent, completely different from two days ago.

Yang Donglian looked around and found that people were already paying attention to them, so she gritted her teeth and went inside.

"Come in and talk."

"Okay."

Liang Hongye smiled, and after entering, didn’t even bother to lock the door, just casually closed it, seeming not worried at all that Yang Donglian would suddenly leave.

Yang Donglian saw he hadn’t locked the door, and felt slightly relieved, after all, she was also very afraid of encountering something like what happened with Gao Huifang.

Fortunately, Liang Hongye still had some conscience and knew that forcing a woman would land him in prison.

"Can we talk now?"

"What would it take for you to keep my secret?"

Yang Donglian now gave Liang Hongye no pleasant expression. This period was supposed to be her happiest time, yet she never thought yesterday’s incident could be discovered.

"I don’t want to help you keep your secret, I want to marry you and take you home, Yang Donglian, you know, I like you."

Liang Hongye stared at her with a somewhat mad look in his eyes.

"Haha, it doesn’t matter if you don’t like me, but if you want to marry Xie Fengmian, let me experience exactly what he experienced yesterday, if you do well, I will keep your secret."

"How about it?"

His tone was a bit excited and lewd, Yang Donglian never imagined that Liang Hongye, who looked so honest, would turn into this.

"Despicable! You’re forcing a woman, I can report you!"

She thought she could use Liu Tiejun’s imprisonment as a scare tactic, but Liang Hongye didn’t care at all, and instead sneered.

"I’m not forcing you, I’m asking if you want to or not, if you consent, then it’s mutual consent, if you don’t, then it’s forcing."

"So, do you want to or not?"

Liang Hongye had already started undoing his belt, seemingly confident she couldn’t possibly refuse.

And indeed, Yang Donglian couldn’t refuse.

She frowned, remembering the door wasn’t locked.

"It’s broad daylight, and you haven’t locked the door, what if someone comes by your house?"

Liang Hongye didn’t care at all.

"Let them come, at worst you would just marry me anyway, it wouldn’t be a loss for me."

"No way!"

Yang Donglian widened her eyes and quickly turned to the door to lock it.

But Liang Hongye pulled her back.

"Weren’t you brave and unafraid of being seen in the mountains, why are you afraid of the door not being locked here? That’s not like you."

"You should hurry up and let me have the experience, then we won’t be found out, and you can get back sooner, right?"

He was already somewhat manic, and Yang Donglian had no doubt that if she didn’t comply with him, he could just turn around and use a loudspeaker to broadcast her affair with Xie Fengmian to the village.

After much internal struggle, Yang Donglian could only suppress her inner panic and disgust, and proactively embraced him.

Liang Hongye was visibly surprised, but his stunned expression quickly disappeared, he gripped her shoulder, somewhat forcefully.

"Squat down."

"Just like how you did it with him yesterday."

"Put some heart into it."

...

The village was not very big, and the stories from the educated youth were quickly heard by Ye Manman and He Chen.

But they weren’t interested.

Moreover, since neither had any relatives to visit, they became free after returning to Ye Manman’s home on the second day after New Year’s. He Chen was keen on studying and went to town to buy books very early on the third day.

The bookstore was closed during the New Year, but he persistently knocked on the door.

Feeling awkward about buying just one type of book, he ended up buying a whole bunch of various novels, mixing them all together to take home.

Ye Manman saw him return, ran over, and was directly shocked.

Goodness, the books he bought this time collectively totaled around thirty.

"Are you running a wholesale business?"

She couldn’t help but make a snide comment, seeing this pile of books, their covers all colorful, and entirely romance novels, among them many by a certain Yao.

She was unaware that He Chen bought them to hide the few special books among them, so she curiously picked through, planning to open one to take a look.

But He Chen grabbed three first, his ears turning scarlet.

"These, are the ones I’m using for learning..."

His hands were large, and those few special books were rather small in size, easily covered completely by his big hands, hiding them from sight.

Ye Manman also felt a bit embarrassed but pretended not to care, picked out a book, and walked toward the room.

"Then let’s read a book together, since we have time to spare."

He Chen felt extremely shy, not daring to look her in the eye, hurriedly tidying up those scattered books he himself didn’t know the contents of, and quickly scurried into the room.

The two did not sit and read together, mostly to avoid awkwardness.

Because after all, what He Chen was reading wasn’t very proper.

Thinking about this, Ye Manman couldn’t concentrate on the book she had just chosen.

She was also a bit curious, wondering what kind of content was in these small books from this era.

Were there pictures?

Or pure text instructions?

When curiosity strikes, it begins to itch inside, and Ye Manman really couldn’t read the romance novel in her hands, which kept describing stars and moon over and over, finding it tedious.

And He Chen, hiding in the room, was so nervous that he kept glancing at the door from time to time, afraid Ye Manman might come in.

He first started with a purely text-filled little book, with a story and plot inside, which He Chen read with curiosity, feeling it was as intriguing as watching a movie.

But after just a couple pages of story, the plot suddenly turned extremely embarrassing and blush-inducing.

In the book, the male and female leads were rural folks, with the male lead getting married and soon sharing a room with his wife.

Their progress was rapid; though they were rural people, their days were full of variety, with later parts containing hardly any plot, vividly detailing various new methods.

He Chen watched, astonished, mouth dry, heart pounding, yet sometimes couldn’t help but ponder whether some methods were even feasible.

With large hands, he quickly flipped pages, swiftly skim-reading the small book.

It wasn’t that He Chen wasn’t attentive; some descriptions were unclear to him, despite his earnest exploration, as he hadn’t encountered such things before, leaving him to skip through.

Luckily, the latter two books contained illustrations, with pictures occupying most pages, causing He Chen to be startled when he first opened them, snapping the book shut in shock.

But shortly afterward, he picked it back up, blushing intensely, restless and embarrassed, as though engaged in a mischievous act, yet unable to resist looking.

Because the contents of the illustration depicted precisely what he wanted to do with Ye Manman.

Except the images were even more excessive than he imagined, like...