Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 471

Chapter 471: Chapter 471

Kou Miao and Shen Zhongwei’s plan was actually quite perfect.

After dealing with the chicken meat and tampering with the corpse during the cooling period to hide the symptoms of poisoning on the old lady’s body, if there were no other suspicious elements, this matter would definitely have been overlooked.

Wang Daqiang would certainly have had no reason to examine his own mother’s corpse.

After all, the old lady was of advanced age, and it wouldn’t be surprising for her to die suddenly, especially with underlying health conditions.

But unfortunately, they were unaware that ghosts really exist in this world.

In the room, Shen Zhongwei, holding Kou Miao’s right hand, pulled with some force, bringing Kou Miao into his arms, "Now that we’ve discussed everything, shall we do it one more time?"

Kou Miao pushed Shen Zhongwei away and scolded, "Are you still in the mood for this at a time like this? You’re nothing but an animal!"

"Even if I’m an animal, I’m the animal that has made you ecstatic," Shen Zhongwei said with a laugh, "I might not be able to get close to you for the next few days. Do you want to torture me to death? Let’s have our fill today."

With a disdainful look, Kou Miao glared at Shen Zhongwei, "Let’s get things straight first, that house in the city is mine now, right? Once this matter is settled, we’ll transfer the ownership. If you dare to double-cross me in this world, we’ll both go down."

"Relax, how could I cheat you on such a matter?" Shen Zhongwei said, "When the time comes, both I and the house will be yours."

"Go away, what do I need you for? I think we should not rush with this. Wang Daqiang can’t have me but a few times a year. I won’t divorce him just yet. It’s great to take the monthly five thousand yuan allowance and spend it together!"

"Men are possessive by nature," Shen Zhongwei stated, "I can give you his allowance as well!"

"Do you think you have money to throw away?" Kou Miao retorted impatiently, "That’s an additional five thousand in income. Are you stupid?"

"I’m worried you’ll take my benefits and run," Shen Zhongwei muttered.

With a snort of laughter, Kou Miao said, "Am I that heartless? Besides, think about it, if the old lady has just died and I remarry immediately, wouldn’t that be obviously problematic? No matter what, we should hold off for at least a year or half a year."

"How about this for compensation? You’ve always had your eye on my little sister, right? I can get some drugs, and we can both take care of you. That would put your mind at ease, wouldn’t it?"

Shen Zhongwei’s eyes immediately lit up, gleaming with a covetous greed.

"That works, let’s do that!" Shen Zhongwei chuckled, grabbing Kou Miao again into his embrace, "Let me have my way with you. I’ll screw you so thoroughly today."

Kou Miao struggled briefly, "There’s still work to do."

"Minor details, I’ll take care of it after we’ve finished, there’s still plenty of time," Shen Zhongwei replied.

Convinced, Kou Miao’s body suddenly went limp, collapsing into Shen Zhongwei’s arms.

Yang Fan silently withdrew his gaze, looking toward Old Mrs. Wang at his side.

Her complexion was somewhat dark, casting a chilling, greenish tinge.

It was probably Kou Miao’s mention of the five thousand yuan that had upset Old Mrs. Wang.

"Granny Wang," Yang Fan whispered softly.

The ferocity faded from Granny Wang’s face, and with a deep sigh, she lowered her head and said to Yang Fan, "Little Fanzi, remember to tell Da Qiang about the matter they just mentioned. That child has a hard life."

"As for what happens next, it’s not appropriate for an old lady like me to watch. I’ll go for a walk outside."

Yang Fan opened his mouth to protest, feeling this situation wasn’t exactly convenient for him either, but Old Mrs. Wang had already disappeared.

He crouched down beneath the window, his right hand instinctively reaching for a cigarette.

But he hesitated and didn’t dare to light up, worried that the sound of the lighter and the smell of smoke might alert the pair inside.

The sounds of clothes tearing and smacking kisses, chaotic and disordered, started to echo from within the room.

It seemed their antics were quite intense.

After a brief pause, Yang Fan stood up and once again peered through the gap in the curtains toward the inner power of the room.

Constant squatting was making his back sore.

In the room, Kou Miao and Shen Zhongwei had already tumbled onto the large canopy bed.

Shen Zhongwei had already stripped himself bare, while Kou Miao was left with only her torn black stockings and high heels.

The rustling sound from just now must have been Shen Zhongwei tearing at Kou Miao’s stockings.

From Yang Fan’s angle, there wasn’t much he could see.

Kou Miao was being pinned down by Shen Zhongwei, who was gnawing at her mouth, almost completely obscuring the view.

The biting went on for quite a while before Shen Zhongwei finally rose up and began nibbling at Kou Miao’s breasts.

Her breasts weren’t large, but the nipples on top were pretty sizable, clearly those of a woman who had given birth.

Shen Zhongwei nibbled at them, causing them to shake fully and vigorously.

After a bit, Shen Zhongwei released Kou Miao’s breasts, spread her closed legs wide with one hand, and raised his right hand to slap her private area several times, exclaiming, "Fuck, this dark gateway is truly fantastic!"

Yang Fan was shocked by those slaps; could you even play like that?

Shen Zhongwei’s slaps weren’t playful taps; he had put real force into them.

"Ah... be gentler," Kou Miao cried out, chiding him.

"Does it feel good?" Shen Zhongwei slapped her again twice and asked with a sleazy grin.

"Ah... it feels good," Kou Miao shouted.

Shen Zhongwei let out a sly chuckle, moistened his hand with some saliva, and began a rapid-fire slapping at that spot on Kou Miao.

Smack smack smack smack...

"Damn, this thing of yours is really incredible; look, look, it’s opening up on its own, can’t wait, can it?" Shen Zhongwei asked, then abruptly stopped and jabbed two fingers heavily inside.

"Ah..."

Yang Fan was stunned.

What they were into was indeed quite special.

However, it seemed like Kou Miao was actually quite enjoying it.

At the beginning, it seemed as if she was displeased because Shen Zhongwei was too forceful.

Later, she obviously started to enjoy it, and a hazy luster even appeared on her face.

Such a peculiar fetish.

Yang Fan found himself quite intrigued; this was a special scene worth watching.

But just then, his phone started to buzz insistently.

Yang Fan was startled, quickly covered up the phone, and slipped out of Wang Daqiang’s gate on tiptoes.

The night outside was deep and dark; Old Mrs. Wang was nowhere to be seen, nor were those mysterious shadows.

Yang Fan walked to the corner before taking out his phone.

The person calling at this hour could only be Old Sir Shen or Liang Laoshi, no one else.

Sure enough, the call was from Mr. Shen.

"Little Fanzi, how are things on your end?"

Yang Fan spoke in a hushed tone, "Took out four of them, but I’ve gotten a bit sidetracked now; haven’t found the rest yet."

"You took out four? Not bad, lad, no wonder," Mr. Shen praised with a hearty laugh.

"Don’t worry about the others; Elder Liang and I have already taken care of them. What other business are you busy with?"