Doctor and His Glamorous Sister-in-Law

At this, a cold sneer touched Liu Ergou's lips.

"Since that's how it is, don't blame me for being rude!"

With those words, Liu Ergou reached out and fiercely grabbed Zhang Yuehong.

His grasp elicited an involuntary, soft moan from her.

Zhang Yuehong was over thirty this year, at an age often described as voracious. Faced with the robust and virile Liu Ergou, she found it difficult to resist. The last shred of reason in her heart, however, screamed that she couldn't do this. It would be a betrayal of Fu Yan. If she went through with it, all the wealth and status she had fought so hard for would go up in smoke.

Originally, Zhang Yuehong was just a secretary working under Fu Yan. Her good looks, eloquence, and impressive figure had landed her the position. After becoming his secretary, she began to set her sights on him.

If I can marry Fu Yan, my life will be one of endless splendor and wealth. My status will soar, and I'll be able to have anything I desire, won't I?

With this in mind, Zhang Yuehong put her plan into motion. Through a series of fortunate coincidences, Fu Yan finally took a liking to her and married her. Thus, Zhang Yuehong successfully married into a wealthy family, fulfilling a long-held dream.

However, she never anticipated the shocking discovery she would make after the wedding: Fu Yan was completely lacking in the bedroom. A marriage without physical intimacy was unsustainable, especially for a woman of thirty. But Zhang Yuehong still coveted the life she had, so she had no choice but to feign a deep love for her husband. Only she knew the true misery hidden behind the facade.

Now, Liu Ergou had appeared. Although she had always looked down on him, his muscular physique was undeniably enticing. Held in his embrace, she was overwhelmed by waves of his masculine scent, and her last bit of reason evaporated.

Ultimately, Zhang Yuehong could no longer restrain herself. She deliberately put on a show of coy resistance.

"You… you can't just do whatever you want, Liu Ergou…"

Her words completely short-circuited Liu Ergou's ability to think. He lowered his head and leaned into her. The two clung together like magnets, inseparable. It was a long time before they reluctantly parted. By then, Zhang Yuehong had completely lost the will to resist.

Seeing the time was right, Liu Ergou scooped her up in his arms. The move was a direct hit. Having gone so long without satisfaction, Zhang Yuehong closed her eyes in bliss. It was as if she were soaring through the heavens, floating among the stars—an ecstasy beyond words.

A fierce bout ensued between them. Liu Ergou's assault was relentless, leaving Zhang Yuehong completely overwhelmed. In less than fifteen minutes, she was utterly undone. Her eyes rolled back, and she went limp in his arms, unable to recover her senses for a long while.

They embraced, breathing heavily. Zhang Yuehong felt a profound relaxation wash over her entire body, a sensation she had never experienced before. It was no exaggeration to say she was in a state of extreme bliss. The two sat on the toilet, taking a long while to recover before finally separating.

Liu Ergou was the first to come to his senses. He grabbed his clothes and left the bathroom without a backward glance, returning to his room and leaving Zhang Yuehong alone to savor the afterglow.

It took a long while for Zhang Yuehong to snap out of it. She stared at the bathroom door, wanting to curse him out, but after a moment's thought, she swallowed her words.

Just then, Fu Ya walked into the villa, excitedly carrying a small box. As it happened, she entered just as Zhang Yuehong was stepping out of the bathroom. Fu Ya saw her and was about to let fly a few sarcastic remarks, but to her surprise, Zhang Yuehong merely shot her a glare before turning and retreating to her room.

Fu Ya was puzzled. When her father wasn't home, any encounter between them inevitably sparked a war of words. It was never this quiet. For Zhang Yuehong not to argue with her was simply too strange. Though confused, Fu Ya soon pushed the matter aside and returned to her room with her small box.

The rest of the morning and afternoon passed in perfect quiet, with no further incidents. The entire villa was so silent it felt deserted. The stillness was only broken when Fu Yan returned from work.

「In no time, it was dinnertime.」

The four of them sat at the dining table. Although the group was the same as that morning, the atmosphere was vastly improved. The way Zhang Yuehong looked at Liu Ergou was no longer filled with the overt disgust from before. Instead, her gaze held a complex mixture of emotions too tangled to put into words. Liu Ergou, seeing her across the table, said nothing and simply ate his dinner quietly.

Suddenly, Fu Yan spoke up. "Er Gou, was everything okay during the day?" he asked. "Yuehong didn't give you a hard time or say anything to you, did she?"

The question was so unexpected that Liu Ergou, busy eating, froze for several seconds before he could process it.

"Ah, no! Auntie Yuehong…"

The moment he uttered the title, Zhang Yuehong shot him a sharp, angry glare, as if reprimanding him for calling her "Auntie."

But Liu Ergou ignored her expression and continued, "Auntie Yuehong is actually very nice. She took good care of me today!"

When Liu Ergou said this, he put a heavy, suggestive emphasis on the words "took good care."

Neither Fu Ya nor Fu Yan picked up on the hidden meaning. Only Zhang Yuehong understood. Her face darkened, and she secretly shot him another fierce glare, which he once again ignored.

Hearing Liu Ergou's report, Fu Yan nodded in satisfaction and turned to his wife.

"Yuehong, you must get along well with Er Gou from now on. I told you, he saved my life.

"He is my greatest benefactor, and our family must never treat him with neglect. Do you understand?"