Courtyard House: My Wife is Xu Huizhen

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It seems that my plan to go home tonight is not going to work.

Does this mean I'm going to have to sleep in the same bed as He Yuzhu?

He wouldn't have done this if he had killed Geng Feiyan before today.

But I had just had a back-and-forth exchange with He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu had also explored and understood them; they were only one step away from being no different from an ordinary couple.

Geng Feiyan hesitated for a moment, but first took off her coat and jacket.

"You're not allowed to touch me, or I'll turn on you."

He climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed), went to the other end, curled up at the foot of the kang, and soon fell asleep.

After Geng Feiyan fell asleep, He Yuzhu got up and saw Geng Feiyan sleeping in the corner with her arms crossed.

He shook his head. This silly woman really thinks she's a gentleman.

I crawled over, then picked him up and put him in the blankets.

Geng Feiyan had a good sleep, but when she opened her eyes groggily, she suddenly realized that she was not at home.

Startled, I suddenly remembered that I had been threatened by He Yuzhu last night and had done something outrageous.

Especially since it was dark and the roads were slippery, there was no way to go home, so they slept at the end of the kang (a heated brick bed).

But how did she end up in a man's arms?

Moreover, her sweater had been taken off and her thermal underwear had disappeared.

He was only wearing red shorts and a floral vest.

Turning around, I saw He Yuzhu's big face, fast asleep.

Slowly, he pulled He Yuzhu's smelly hands out of his vest.

Just as she had lifted He Yuzhu's thigh off the bed and was about to leave, a sudden, strong force came from her hand, and Geng Feiyan fell back onto the kang (a heated brick bed).

It turned out that He Yuzhu had also woken up, and he laughed, "Still trying to sneak away?"

"You bad guy, let me go."

"What if I don't let go?"

Geng Feiyan was about to say something when her mouth was covered. After a moment, He Yuzhu said:

"Come on, call me brother, and I'll let you go."

"Pah, how old are you? You expect me to call you brother?"

“You already knew how old I am yesterday, didn’t you?” He Yuzhu retorted.

"You bastard!" Geng Feiyan said angrily.

He Yuzhu laughed, "It's early morning, when my temper is at its peak. If you don't listen to me, I might..."

Upon hearing He Yuzhu's threat, Geng Feiyan quickly shouted:

"elder brother..."

"You didn't call me that last night?"

Last night, in an attempt to coax He Yuzhu to speed things up, Geng Feiyan made some random shouts in her haste.

He Yuzhu brought up this old grievance, and Geng Feiyan was filled with shame. She could only obediently call out:

"Good...good brother..."

"Come here, let your brother take care of you."

An hour later, Geng Feiyan finally got off the kang (a heated brick bed).

He Yuzhu laughed and said, "We're even now. You served me yesterday, and today..."

"He Yuzhu, please stop talking."

He Yuzhu said, "Okay, don't move around, I'll go downstairs to get you something to eat."

After breakfast, Geng Feiyan shouted, "He Yuzhu, never contact me again in this lifetime, and I never want to see you again."

"Heh, you're getting tough again now?"

"Do you still have my photos?"

He Yuzhu said, "Don't worry, I said I'd give it all back to you, and I meant it."

"Hmph, you know what's going on."

After the ordeal last night and again this morning, Geng Feiyan just wanted to leave as soon as possible, preferably to go back and take a shower and forget the humiliation of the night.

It snowed all night, and there was a lot of snow on the road. There were very few pedestrians; only those going to work would leave home so early.

After Geng Feiyan returned, He Yuzhu went into the cellar, locked it tightly, and then took out all the tools for cleaning photos.

I developed the three photos I took last night before packing up and leaving the courtyard.

Winter has arrived, and He Yuzhu is still a commoner for the time being, so his wife has stayed at home to take care of the children.

However, He Yuzhu didn't sit idly by. He told Zhang Guangming to arrange for someone to keep an eye on Jiang Hanyang.

He Yuzhu threatened Geng Feiyan, but he didn't take the final step and didn't make her his real woman.

It's not that she didn't think so, but rather that Geng Feiyan hadn't truly submitted to him.

No matter how many photos you threaten, you won't succeed in winning over Geng Feiyan in this way.

Although it would take a short time to win over Geng Feiyan's heart and soul, He Yuzhu had no intention of letting her go.

Time flew by, and that day He Yuzhu called the machinery factory again.

"Hello, Comrade Geng Feiyan!"

When Geng Feiyan heard He Yuzhu's voice on the phone, she was so startled that she dropped the receiver.

He frantically picked up the receiver, gritting his teeth as he said:

“He Yuzhu! I’ve said it before, I never want to see you in this lifetime, I never want to hear your voice.”

"Hehe, don't be so sure of yourself. Maybe you'll come to me on your own initiative."

"You bastard."

Geng Feiyan cursed and then asked, "If you have something to say, say it. If you don't, don't bother me."

He Yuzhu laughed and said, "I'm just reminding you that I sent you a registered letter. You must sign for it yourself and not let anyone else open it."

"You're lying to me? You still have that photo?" Geng Feiyan asked in surprise.

"You're wronging me. You'll understand when you see the photos."

Geng Feiyan angrily cursed, "What a despicable and shameless scoundrel!"

He immediately hung up the phone, panting heavily, his anger burning inside him.

He Yuzhu claimed that all the photos had been returned to him, yet he still had photos in his possession.

Men are all such scoundrels; you can't believe anything they say.

Before she could calm down, the secretary knocked on the door and came in to ask:

"Sir, the gatekeeper called to say there's a registered letter for you."

Geng Feiyan took out her personal seal and handed it to her secretary, saying, "Go and get the registered letter."

The secretary took the official seal, went to the main gate to collect the registered letter, and judging from the postmark, it should be a local letter. Although he felt strange, he didn't ask any further questions.

It was delivered directly to Geng Feiyan.

Seeing He Yuzhu's handwriting on the envelope, Geng Feiyan felt incredibly disgusted and forced herself to say, "You can go out now."

After the secretary left, Geng Feiyan picked up the envelope. She could feel that it was hard inside, and she knew without guessing that it must be a photograph.

Tearing open the seal, several photos fell out.

Contrary to what Geng Feiyan had imagined, the photo was not of them kissing in the office that day.

Instead, the photos show the two kissing on the kang (a heated brick bed) in that room, and the photos of her being posed in strange and alluring poses after He Yuzhu took off her clothes while she was asleep.

Geng Feiyan was so angry that she wanted to take a knife and chop that bastard He Yuzhu to pieces right now.

He kept his promise, served him himself, and in return, got back the previous photos.

But who knew he would shamelessly take new photos, this...

Geng Feiyan was truly furious; He Yuzhu was relentlessly haunting her.

I didn't receive a call from He Yuzhu until the afternoon.

"Why don't you just die?"

"Look, several hours have passed and you still haven't caught your breath?"

"You bastard!" Geng Feiyan cursed angrily.

He Yuzhu said, "I'll pick you up tonight. We can talk about it then."

After all, there are many things that are inconvenient to say over the phone. Geng Feiyan realized this problem and said, "No need, you wait, I know that place."