Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 89: Use Your White Rabbit

Chapter 89: Chapter 89: Use Your White Rabbit

Zhao Jiayao looked worried, but now they had to ask for help and couldn’t turn against them on the spot. They had to act quickly and decisively.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jiayao raised her glass and said:

"President Wang, I’ll toast to you. Regarding the fruit store matter, now it’s just a step away..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Wang Yingjun raised his hand to interrupt:

"Hey, let’s not talk about work when we’re having fun."

"You have to drink this glass of wine, or else we won’t discuss the store opening."

Wang Yingjun stared at Zhao Jiayao, his attitude brooking no dispute.

Remembering the store about to open, Zhao Jiayao could only drink, and amidst the cheers of the others, one glass after another.

Zhang Xuewen’s cheeks were already flushed, her eyes hazy, she kept shaking her head, just feeling that the Wang Yingjun before her seemed to have three heads and six arms, constantly swaying in front of her eyes.

Suddenly, a warmth spread across her thigh, Zhang Xuewen’s heart sank, and her mind instantly became half-clear.

She looked down and saw Wang Yingjun’s hand on her thigh, fingers moving steadily towards her inner thigh. Zhang Xuewen bit her lip, brows furrowed together, not knowing what to do.

She could only keep moving her body back towards the chair, legs clamped tightly, away from Wang Yingjun.

Seeing Zhang Xuewen’s face as red as an apple, with her big watery eyes full of grievances, Wang Yingjun got even more excited. Coupled with the slippery feel in his hands and the trembling girl before him.

Wang Yingjun’s crotch had already formed a small tent.

His large hands became more presumptuous, starting to approach Zhang Xuewen’s sensitive areas.

"I... President Wang, about our store opening..."

Zhang Xuewen was still worried that offending Wang Yingjun would implicate Chen Dashan. Tears of grievance were about to fall. When the poor girl looked at him pitifully, Wang Yingjun laughed heartily and said, "Isn’t that just a matter of my word!"

"There’s nothing in Furong County that Wang Yingjun can’t handle, or a woman he can’t conquer."

There was another burst of laughter at the dining table. Wang Yingjun reached out and lifted Zhang Xuewen’s chin and said, "Little sister, your cherry lips look nice. Do you know how to lick?"

"You... you shameless!"

Zhang Xuewen was both ashamed and angry, frowning and trying to break free from Wang Yingjun’s big hand.

Wang Yingjun gritted his teeth, increased his strength until his knuckles turned white, and said coldly, "Don’t give me that attitude. There are plenty of women in Furong County who want to lick me. Letting you lick is giving you face!"

With that, he wanted to press Zhang Xuewen’s head towards his crotch.

Struggling, Zhang Xuewen shouted:

"You’re shameless... let me go, I’m calling the police!"

"Help... help!"

Thinking of Wang Yingjun’s pockmarked face and greasy body, Zhang Xuewen felt disgusted to the point of wanting to vomit. With only a few centimeters left until her face reached Wang Yingjun’s crotch, a strong smell of urine hit her.

Zhang Xuewen turned her head away, retching.

Seeing this, Zhao Jiayao quickly stepped forward, grabbing Wang Yingjun’s arm and said, "President Wang, my sister is still young, please let her go!"

"Let her go, then will you do it?"

Wang Yingjun laughed wildly. The men in the private room all stared at Zhao Jiayao with green eyes, their faces full of malicious smiles.

Seeing Zhao Jiayao hesitate, Wang Yingjun continued, "Get out of here. I tell you, if you offend Wang Yingjun, don’t even think about opening a fruit store. I’ll make sure you can’t survive in Furong County!"

"If you don’t lick me today, I’ll come up with some new tricks for you!"

Wang Yingjun looked down at Zhang Xuewen’s disheveled hair, laughing arrogantly.

"Splash!"

Zhao Jiayao no longer hesitated. She picked up a glass of red wine from the table and poured the entire glass on Wang Yingjun’s face.

The sudden douse of red wine almost choked Wang Yingjun. He stared wide-eyed at Zhao Jiayao. He didn’t expect this woman to dare treat him this way.

With her hands protecting her chest, Zhao Jiayao said in terror, "You... you, what are you going to do?"

"Do you have any sense of law and order?"

Wang Yingjun, now in a foul mood, released Zhang Xuewen’s head and walked towards Zhao Jiayao step by step, his face contorted in anger. "Law and order?"

"In this Furong County, I am the law!"

"You, don’t come any closer, my friend will be here any moment!"

Zhao Jiayao had no room to retreat, her back against the cold wall, trembling as she faced the menacing man before her.

Wang Yingjun said coldly, "Friend? When he gets here, I’ll let him watch with his own eyes how I fuck you both. Doesn’t that sound more exciting?"

In the room, everyone chimed in, "Yes, break his arms and legs, let him see President Wang’s prowess!"

"Better let him watch us take turns on them, I bet a loser like him has never had such a thrilling experience."

"Hahaha..."

"Before they came, I already investigated this Chen Dashan’s background with President Wang. He’s just some country bumpkin trying to open a fruit store in town. No connections, no background. People like that, you could kill a few, and no one would care."

The group boasted smugly.

Zhao Jiayao shook her head. This time, they were sheep in a tiger’s den. She had not only brought trouble upon herself but also implicated the young Zhang Xuewen.

Zhao Jiayao’s face turned pale. Her collar was already low, and in the chaos, more than half of her large, round, white breasts were exposed, nestled together with a deep, narrow cleavage in between.

Wang Yingjun stared, eyes fixed, licking his lips, saying, "We don’t need her little mouth. How about using your big tits instead? Maybe they’ll even smell nice!"

Shameless!

Seeing Wang Yingjun’s large hand reaching out, Zhao Jiayao reacted instinctively, "Slap!"

A loud slap hit Wang Yingjun’s face.

Wang Yingjun was stunned, and so were the others in the room.

Silence!

The room was instantly quiet. Wang Yingjun stared with wide eyes, glaring angrily at Zhao Jiayao, "You fucking dare hit me?"

"You bitch!"

Wang Yingjun raised his hand, "Slap!" and a heavy slap sent Zhao Jiayao crashing to the ground. Zhao Jiayao’s head buzzed, she couldn’t hear out of her ear, her face felt burning and painful, and there was a rusty taste in her mouth.

Seeing Zhao Jiayao fall by the door, struggling to get up.

Her long white legs were like alabaster under the light, shining faintly. Her pink dress had ridden up to her thighs.

In her struggle, it seemed you could see the white lace panties inside, with its plump mound. The sight was very meaty.

You could even see the dark hairs around.

Wang Yingjun sneered, looking down at Zhao Jiayao’s towering breasts, feeling a surge of wicked fire through his body, wanting nothing more than to pin this voluptuous woman under him and thrust hard.

Right away, Wang Yingjun grabbed Zhao Jiayao’s arm, yanking her up from the floor like a heap of mud.

"Let brother take good care of you, look at these melons, tsk tsk..."

"And this little bun, I really want to suck it!"

Wang Yingjun spewed vile words. Zhao Jiayao felt dizzy, crying out, "Let go of me, you’re shameless, you dog, let go of me!"