Chapter 835: A Woman’s Intuition

Chapter 835: Chapter 835: A Woman’s Intuition

Feng Jiuge’s eyes grew even redder, but this time she didn’t hold back. A tear slid down her cheek.

"Thank you, Yang Cheng."

She spoke again to thank him, her beautiful eyes slightly reddened.

"Thank me for what? I just told the truth, that’s all."

Yang Cheng stood up and reached a hand out to her. "Come on, come back with me first. You’re badly hurt, you need proper rest."

Feng Jiuge looked at the hand he extended, hesitated for a moment, but still took it.

Her hand was icy cold, yet at the moment it touched Yang Cheng’s palm, she felt a trace of warmth.

"I’ll take you back."

Yang Cheng helped her to her feet, and the two of them walked out of the abandoned factory together.

The car sped through the night. Feng Jiuge leaned back in the seat, eyes closed, her breathing gradually evening out.

Yang Cheng drove while watching her condition out of the corner of his eye. Her face was still very pale, but much better than just now—at least she didn’t look like she might stop breathing at any moment.

Seeing that she was safe for now, Yang Cheng finally focused on driving.

After more than half an hour, the car stopped at the gate of the Kong Family Villa.

Yang Cheng helped Feng Jiuge out of the car. Just as they walked up to the door, it opened.

Kong Lingwen stood in the doorway in her pajamas. Seeing Feng Jiuge covered in blood, a flash of surprise crossed her beautiful eyes.

"What happened to her?"

"She’s injured. I’ve already treated her, but her condition still isn’t ideal, so I brought her back to recuperate."

Yang Cheng explained.

Kong Lingwen glanced at Feng Jiuge, then at Yang Cheng, hesitated a moment, but still stepped aside. "Come in."

Yang Cheng helped Feng Jiuge into the living room and let her sit on the sofa.

Kong Lingwen poured a cup of hot water and handed it over. Feng Jiuge accepted it and softly said, "Thank you."

"There’s a guest room at home, I’ll go tidy it up."

Kong Lingwen finished speaking and turned upstairs.

"Your wife... doesn’t seem too happy to see me."

Feng Jiuge suddenly spoke, her tone carrying a teasing lilt.

"You’re overthinking it. Lin Wen isn’t the petty type."

Yang Cheng knew Kong Lingwen had a jealous streak, but she wouldn’t fuss over trivialities when it came to serious matters. Seeing Feng Jiuge so badly injured, she wouldn’t just kick her out.

"A woman’s intuition is very accurate."

Feng Jiuge’s lips curved slightly, a mischievous gleam flashing in her eyes.

"Come on, I’ll help you upstairs."

Yang Cheng felt a bit helpless, and supported her as they walked up.

The guest room was at the very end of the second floor. No one usually stayed there, but it was kept very clean.

Kong Lingwen was in the middle of spreading the sheets. When she saw the two of them come in, she didn’t even lift her head as she said, "The sheets are clean. The quilt is in the closet, and there are two sets of clothes you can change into. Wear whatever you like. If you need anything, just say so, don’t be shy."

Hearing this, Feng Jiuge was a little surprised and turned to look at Yang Cheng.

Yang Cheng raised his brows, looking quite proud. "My wife really is the most considerate!"

He went over and wrapped Kong Lingwen in his arms. Her cheeks flushed slightly as she scolded playfully, "Quit messing around, someone’s watching."

Feng Jiuge tactfully turned away, pretending to examine the furnishings in the room.

Yang Cheng chuckled, then turned to Feng Jiuge and said, "Get some rest first. I’ll help you change your bandages tomorrow. Go to bed early."

"Okay."

Feng Jiuge nodded.

Yang Cheng took Kong Lingwen out of the guest room, closing the door behind them.

Back in the master bedroom, Kong Lingwen sat on the edge of the bed, arms crossed, looking like she was about to interrogate him.

"Alright, talk. What happened?"

Knowing he couldn’t hide it from her, Yang Cheng gave her a brief rundown of the night’s events.

"So she’s being hunted down because of that Moon Marrow Blood Platinum?"

After listening, Kong Lingwen’s tone softened somewhat.

"Yeah. My guess is the Gong Family made a move. The other families in Zhonghai don’t have that kind of power. When you get down to it, it’s me who dragged her into this. Plus she and I learned our Cultivation Technique from the same sect, so I can’t just ignore her."

As Yang Cheng spoke, he watched Kong Lingwen’s expression.

After a brief silence, she sighed. "In that case, let her stay. But once she’s recovered, she has to leave."

"Sure, whatever you say. My wife really is the kindest woman in the world."

Yang Cheng leaned in with a grin and pecked her cheek.

"Smooth talker!"

Kong Lingwen glared at him, but the corners of her mouth still couldn’t help but lift slightly.

After washing up, they lay in bed. Kong Lingwen, worn out from the day, quickly fell asleep, but Yang Cheng was a bit restless. After lying there for a while, he quietly slipped out of the room for some air.

And the moment he stepped out, he ran right into Cheng Ruonan. Her lips curled into a smile as she sashayed over, her soft, boneless body pressing against him as she laughed and asked, "What’s wrong? Kong Lingwen can’t satisfy you?"

"Lin Wen’s asleep. Why don’t you come satisfy me?"

Yang Cheng’s voice was hoarse as his big hand slid down along her waist, kneading that perky, soft ass.

"Mmm... easy!"

Cheng Ruonan let out a coquettish moan, but she still wrapped her arms around his neck of her own accord and offered up a fragrant kiss. The next instant, their bodies tangled together in the hallway.

When the kiss finally broke, her beautiful eyes were burning with desire. Panting, she said, "Yang Cheng, let’s do it out here tonight, it’s so exciting."

"You little vixen, you’re so damn slutty! Then you’d better hold it in and not scream. If you wake Lin Wen up, just see how she deals with you!"

As Yang Cheng spoke, his big hand lifted her nightdress and slid underneath. Wherever it passed, it drew shivers.

Very soon, he pulled his hand back, his fingers slick with moisture. He chuckled, "Look how desperate you are. No wonder the Sect Leader had you cultivate that Dual Cultivation Technique back then!"

"You’re awful!"

Cheng Ruonan’s cheeks flushed rosy red. She leaned in close to his ear, breath warm as she murmured, "Hubby, hurry up, I’m so itchy down there!"

"I’ll take care of you right now!"

Yang Cheng said it and hoisted up her shapely legs in one motion, then thrust his hips forward, driving straight in.

"Ah..."

"Keep it down!"

Gritting his teeth, Yang Cheng reminded her, as an overwhelming rush of pleasure made his scalp tingle. He immediately launched into a ferocious assault.

"Mm... hubby, you’re amazing... faster!"

At first, Cheng Ruonan still remembered to keep her voice down, but once she sank into the wave of lust, she quickly forgot all about it, her mouth spilling moans that were bone-meltingly sweet.

Her slender body was pressed against the wall, enduring his brutal pounding. Wave after wave of tingling pleasure washed through her, and she soon couldn’t take it anymore, screaming as she reached her peak.

Meanwhile, in the guest room not far away, Feng Jiuge’s eyes suddenly flew open. She’d been roaming outside for years and was extremely sensitive to sounds, so she got up and quietly pushed open the door.

As someone in the Foundation Establishment Eighth Stage, she could see in the dark. At a glance, she caught sight of the man and woman tangled together in the hallway, and her breath stopped.

"Yang Cheng..."

Feng Jiuge murmured. She hadn’t expected this couple to play it so wild—late at night, not doing it in their bedroom, but insisting on going at it in the hallway.

Just then, the two switched positions, and she clearly saw the woman’s stunning, alluring face. Her eyes widened in shock.

That woman was absolutely not Kong Lingwen!