Just as Zhao Tienan was about to carry on, a disruptive knock on the door suddenly rang out from outside.
"Chen Yu, are you home? There's something going on in the village, and I want to discuss it with you."
A man's voice sounded. It was none other than another village cadre working in Fengshan Village, Hou Rui.
This guy was no good, reportedly from the southeastern coast, known for his shrewdness and full of cunning.
During his time working in Fengshan Village, he had often lined his pockets and oppressed the villagers.
He had even abused his position to harm many young women and housewives.
Hou Rui had a terrible reputation, and nearly every villager despised him. Even the local thugs cursed him, vowing to deal with this corrupt person sooner or later.
"Ah? Hou Rui, what's up? Just tell me straight!"
Chen Yu was startled but was reluctant to get off Zhao Tienan, still clinging tightly to his neck, her slender waist rhythmically moving.
Clearly, she was addicted.
