Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 387

Chapter 387: Chapter 387

If he and his sister-in-law were forcefully locked together, Yang Fan felt that it shouldn’t be too much trouble.

But after sister-in-law went out, she would definitely be angry with Little Mother for a few days.

Because it wasn’t yet the time agreed upon with sister-in-law, she certainly wouldn’t admit to her relationship with Yang Fan.

So no matter how hard Little Mother tried here, the outcome would still be the same.

"Little Mother, my sister-in-law might bear a grudge, but probably not for too long. If there’s no other way, I think we could give it a try, but it might be risky," Yang Fan said.

The initiative for this matter was in Zhou Wenhui’s hands; he himself actually didn’t care much either way.

He was just pretending this whole time to keep from revealing the true nature of his relationship with his sister-in-law.

"Are you willing to bet on this risk?" Zhou Wenhui asked, somewhat uncertainly.

Yang Fan nodded, "I dare!"

Since it wouldn’t change the relationship between him and his sister-in-law, what did he have to fear? He might as well bet anything!

"Since you’re willing to take the bet, let’s give it a shot. If nothing else, I’ll apologize to your sister-in-law afterwards. She’s a soft-hearted person, and if I speak well of you for a few days, there should be no problem," Zhou Wenhui decided.

She glanced at Yang Fan and added, "But, if the two of you end up in the same room without any substantial progress, it will probably become much harder to pull off something like this in the future."

Yang Fan said very firmly, "I want to take the bet."

It didn’t really affect him much; whether he gambled or not didn’t really matter.

"Good, since you’re determined, we’ll do it this way," Zhou Wenhui said. "Wait for my message later, and then come to the bathroom. When the time comes, I’ll bring your sister-in-law over and lock you two together."

"Whatever happens next is up to you. At this point, your Little Mother has almost run out of tricks. I’ve thought of so many strategies for you two, and if there’s still no progress, then I really am out of ideas."

Yang Fan nodded vigorously, smiling awkwardly, "I’ll do my best."

He and his sister-in-law had long established a clear and substantial progression in their relationship; it was just not something that could be revealed at the moment.

So no matter what bizarre turn the situation took, it wouldn’t really have much impact.

"Then put on your clothes first and wait for my message later," Zhou Wenhui said, glancing at the area Yang Fan was covering with his hand, a faint smile on her lips.

Just as Yang Fan was about to move, he saw Little Mother still standing there, "Little Mother, you go first."

"What are you afraid of? It’s not like I haven’t seen it before. Last time, when you got yourself into that state, it was me who helped you out, wasn’t it? What are you shy about now? Get dressed," Zhou Wenhui said, rolling her eyes.

"Little Mother, that was a special situation," Yang Fan said weakly.

He rarely found himself as embarrassed in front of women as he was at this moment; Little Mother was probably the exception.

If it were any other woman, if she didn’t leave, Yang Fan would have shown her everything already.

"The situation was special, but the fact that I helped you remains the truth. Hurry up and dress, are you expecting me to do it for you again?" Zhou Wenhui said.

Yang Fan shook his head repeatedly, "No, no, let’s not."

"What’s with that look?" Zhou Wenhui’s gaze suddenly turned stern, "Are you saying that when your Little Mother helped you, it wasn’t comfortable?"

"No, that’s not it at all," Yang Fan said right away, "Of course it was comfortable, but after all, there’s a difference in our relationship."

"What difference? A nameless widow and a stepson?" Zhou Wenhui snorted lightly, "I suddenly realize that you, brat, seem to have some stubborn ideas. It’s true, birds of a feather flock together. You and your sister-in-law are indeed a perfect match, even in the way you think."

"The three of us, to put it bluntly, are just two women and a man living together. To outsiders, I’m your Little Mother, Xiao Tong is your sister-in-law, but do we not know the real deal ourselves?"

"Little Mother isn’t really Little Mother, sister-in-law is not really sister-in-law, and stepson is not really a stepson!"

Yang Fan was dumbstruck by Little Mother’s robust reasoning.

Although if one really wanted to be clear-cut, it seemed indeed that one could say that.

But status is status after all...

With his sister-in-law, he could be carefree, but towards Little Mother, he didn’t even dare to entertain any superfluous thoughts.

Zhou Wenhui chuckled mockingly and suddenly asked, "Don’t tell me you even feel guilty because Little Mother helped you out that day? It shouldn’t be that exaggerated, should it?"

Yang Fan nodded very seriously, "Actually, I do!"

Zhou Wenhui burst into laughter, bending over backward, "Incredible, I feel like I’ve discovered a new continent here, what even is guilt? Go on, describe it to Little Mother properly. Seriously, I’ve never really seen what that thing looks like!"

"Come on, spread your hands."

Yang Fan got a scare, "Little Mother, what are you doing?"

"Let me see what your guilt is all about," said Zhou Wenhui playfully.

In that moment, Yang Fan suddenly felt the same way he had when interacting with Diwu Ming.

He felt like he was being teased again.

"Little Mother, please, please, please, we can’t play like this," Yang Fan hurriedly said.

Little Mother’s actions were kind of frightening.

"Play what? I never said I wanted to play anything with you, just want to check out your guilt," Zhou Wenhui said with a somewhat wicked laugh.

"Think about it, your guilt comes from it, so it is your sin."

As she spoke, Zhou Wenhui moved closer to Yang Fan, her slippery hand touching his waist.

"Hurry up, if you don’t let go, I will take it off! Do you want to see me undress?" Zhou Wenhui threatened.

Yang Fan finally realized why Little Mother was so keen on matchmaking him with his sister-in-law.

She probably had ulterior motives.

And her purpose, very likely, was him.

Although Yang Fan wasn’t sure, all signs were now pointing to this conclusion.

"I would like to, but I dare not!" Yang Fan said.

"You little brat, you really want to? I’m your Little Mother! If you dare to think like that, I’ll beat you to death!" Zhou Wenhui said with glaring eyes.

"Hurry up, let go of your hands and let me see what’s going on with you."

Yang Fan: ...

He suddenly felt a bit autistic.

So it’s all right for officials to start fires, but not for citizens to light lamps?

"Little Mother, we can’t do this," Yang Fan said anxiously, his hands clamping down even tighter.

But Zhou Wenhui made her move directly, "You rebellious brat, you’re not listening to Little Mother now, huh?"

"Ah... stop." Yang Fan caught off guard.

He never expected Little Mother to resort to such dirty tricks, attacking him from behind.

Caught off guard by the sudden attack, Yang Fan instinctively let go of his hands to defend himself and then Little Mother, quick as lightning, managed to grab hold of his private area.

"I can still deal with you, let’s see what’s wrong with you? It’s not like it will cost you any flesh," Zhou Wenhui snorted arrogantly.

Yang Fan felt truly defeated.