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Yang Bingshan was drunkenly interrupted, and thus chose not to speak further.
Under Yang Yichen's intentional or unintentional signal, Liang Mei'er's courtyard was quiet, with no servants around. This was one of the reasons Yang Butler felt so bold; he thought the master was supporting him, especially since there were no servants present today.
After all, his previous status no longer existed, and no one listened to his commands anymore.
Both of them were somewhat excited and forgot to lower their voices: "So, can you give me the shop?"
Yang Butler was not going to be lost in Liang Mei'er's charm. No matter how sweet a woman's words were, he needed to see actual benefits: "I don't want money; just give me half of the shop."
"What?" Liang Mei'er snapped back to reality from her earlier intoxication, her voice involuntarily rising, sharp and piercing: "How is that possible?"
With a bang, her voice struck Yang Bingshan's heart, and he suddenly sobered up from his drunken stupor.
What was Liang Mei'er doing? Who was she talking to?
Without needing Yang Yichen to remind him, he lightened his footsteps and quietly approached the window. The embarrassing sounds coming from inside made his flushed face turn purple with anger.
How could he not know what was happening inside? Any man would find it unbearable.
Just as he was about to rush in and kill that pair of shameless lovers, Yang Yichen stopped him again.
Hmph, it was one thing for the two of them to disregard shame, but now they were discussing the distribution of property at such a time. How could he let such a good opportunity slip by? He had to let Yang Bingshan hear everything clearly.
Sure enough, Liang Mei'er immediately responded with opposition: "Aren't we doing well like this? Later, I'll have the master assign you to my courtyard; it would be great for us to be together!"
Little did she know that Yang Butler was no longer the same as before; she listened to whatever he said: "You shameless woman, what? At this time, you're still thinking about those shops? Don't forget, without me, how could you smoothly take over the shops from Yang Bingshan? You're just a concubine."
"I contributed to that too! If Yang Bingshan knew that so many of his assets were thanks to you, that the decline of the Yang Family is your doing, what kind of expression would he have?"
"Indeed, the most poisonous heart belongs to women like you. Hahaha! Let me tell you, if you dare not listen, I will go tell Yang Bingshan. What do I have to fear? I have nothing to lose."
Indeed, Liang Mei'er’s expression changed dramatically. It was not the man's desires that frightened her, but rather the absence of them, which was even more terrifying.
Her slender waist, like a water snake, slid over: "No, please don't. Can you still do this after everything?" Her fingers teasingly caressed the man's body.
Just as the two were each harboring their thoughts and probing one another, reaching a temporary state of mutual satisfaction, the door was suddenly slammed open with a loud bang.
The scene before them was chaotic; cosmetics were scattered all over the vanity, clothes were messily thrown on the floor, and the large bed was in disarray, the curtains flung aside.
What came into view were two pale bodies.
Pfft~~~~~~
Yang Bingshan spat out a mouthful of blood. Hearing about it was one thing; seeing it was entirely another.
"You pair of shameless lovers." The woman he cherished most, perhaps the only one he had ever truly cared for in his life, had betrayed him so openly.
Although he had not given her his all, for someone as emotionally detached as him, that was already quite rare.
"Someone, drag these two shameless people out." He wanted nothing more than to beat them to death with a stick.
Meanwhile, the two pale bodies on the bed remained frozen in their original positions, unable to move for a long time.
Liang Mei'er’s mind went blank: "It's over, it's really over this time."
At the same time, Yang Butler felt an inexplicable thrill within him—yes, it was a thrill.
He had put a green hat on Yang Bingshan, but the person involved did not know. At that moment, entangled with his woman on his bed, his long-standing feelings of inferiority suddenly found satisfaction.
Floating as if in the clouds, she didn't want this moment to be shattered.
The three of them had a whirlwind of thoughts in their minds, but it only took a second.
Liang Mei'er flew off the bed, casually grabbing a piece of clothing to cover her key areas, kneeling and crawling forward: "Master, Master, I didn't mean to; he forced me. I didn't do it willingly. You have to believe me!"
Yang Yichen turned his face away, avoiding the woman's exposed body. He couldn't help it; he was afraid of getting a pimple.
Yet the woman still refused to admit it at this moment, completely shattering his bottom line and worldview.
But would Yang Bingshan believe her? He had clearly heard their conversation outside the window just moments ago.
Moreover, there were outsiders present. In front of his son, Yang Bingshan felt even more short of breath.
A man's pride was thoroughly trampled underfoot.
"Get out!" He kicked the woman aside and stepped on her twice without any pity.
"Master, Master, I was wrong. Please give me another chance," Liang Mei'er struggled desperately, trying to evoke a shred of sympathy from Yang Bingshan.
But was that possible? How could Yang Bingshan endure it?
The noise of servants running outside made Yang Bingshan tense up slightly. At such a humiliating moment, he didn't want anyone to see him. However, he also didn't want to look at this pair of shameless lovers again.
Yang Yichen quietly stepped forward: "It's better not to let more people know."
Then he took it upon himself to block the servants outside: "It's fine; you don't need to come in."
He turned back and continued: "After all, family shame should not be aired publicly; the fewer people who know, the better."
Yang Bingshan had his own realizations and nodded slightly, casting an appreciative glance at his son, who had been overlooked yet continued to excel.
Fortunately, no one else was allowed in.
Quietly commanding a few guards to enter, Yang Bingshan instructed, "Bind those two."
Facing those who betrayed him, it could be a complete betrayal. Not only was he wearing a green hat, but the family assets had also been drained by this woman.
No torture could quell his rage.
In contrast to the chaos of the Yang Family, Ten Li Pu was filled with joy.
A grand procession of vehicles drove into the village. The people, already aware of the purpose of their visit, had been anxiously waiting since morning.
Every little while, they would check at the village entrance to see if the village chief and Liu Qingxi had returned.
As soon as they appeared within sight from Ten Li Pu, cheers erupted.
"They're here! The village chief is back! Miss Liu has returned!"
Families rushed to share the news, whether they were relatives of the Construction Team workers or other villagers; everyone cared equally.
Children bounced out of the village, running towards Liu Qingxi and the others.
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