The Beautiful County Magistrate
Chapter 403: Dude, Your Wife Is Mine Now!

Chapter 403: Chapter 403: Dude, Your Wife Is Mine Now!

A furious Fu Guotai left quickly.

The Lan Family’s banquet was ready, and Xu Qianli was treated with great hospitality. The numerous aunts and relatives kept urging him to drink, eventually getting him completely intoxicated, before sending him to Lan Qianrong’s room.

Lan Qianrong entered the room and, seeing Xu Qianli who was as drunk and asleep like a dead pig, snapped angrily, "Drink, drink, drink, that’s all you know how to do. Now you’ve ended up like a dead pig. You jerk, not only did you sleep with me, but you also came to meet my family at the Lan Family house, leaving me unsure of what to do next?"

Hearing Lan Qianrong’s words, Xu Qianli, who had been sound asleep just a moment ago, suddenly opened his eyes, sat up abruptly, and hugged Lan Qianrong’s waist tightly while rubbing his head against her chest.

Tsk tsk, really big, really soft.

"Ah, you jerk, pretending to be asleep, that’s really cunning!"

"Also, stop rubbing and don’t hold me. Who do you think I am, really thinking I’m your girlfriend?"

"Let go, hurry up and let go!"

Lan Qianrong tried to push Xu Qianli away, but couldn’t manage to do so.

Xu Qianli continued rubbing for a while before finally letting go of Lan Qianrong, then raised his head and spoke with a mischievous smile.

"If I hadn’t pretended to be drunk, who knows how much more they would have made me drink?"

"Sweetheart, speaking of which, your Lan Family really is impressive, just pick anyone, and they could match up to the top leaders in Zhongzhou City. Truly a great family."

"No wonder you, at such a young age, went directly to become the County Magistrate in Jiang City. With such a background, it really isn’t a tough feat."

"And it benefits me too, your connections are now my connections, Xu Qianli."

Hearing this, Lan Qianrong felt something was off. What did he mean by her connections were now his connections?

And that ’sweetheart’ part felt even more off.

She glared fiercely at Xu Qianli and retorted irritably, "Who is your sweetheart? Stop calling that! Do you really think that after today, you’ll become part of the Lan Family? Wishful thinking!"

"Isn’t that so?" Xu Qianli countered.

For a moment, Lan Qianrong was at a loss for words.

Just as Xu Qianli had said, starting from today, everyone probably thought Xu Qianli was the Lan Family’s son-in-law.

After all, she had brought Xu Qianli home today openly as her boyfriend and received the approval from her entire family.

At this critical moment, even if she wanted to deny it, could she really?

Realizing this, Lan Qianrong slapped her forehead and muttered to herself, "What is this mess?"

Was she really going to end up with Xu Qianli?

She had already wronged her late husband by ruining her chastity by his hand, how could she follow Xu Qianli? How could that be fair to her late husband resting in the netherworld?

While Lan Qianrong was nursing a headache, Xu Qianli picked up a framed photo from the bedside cabinet, a photo of her with her late husband.

Xu Qianli, looking at the man in the photo, said, "Buddy, this is actually our first meeting. Let me introduce myself—I’m Xu Qianli, Lan Qianrong’s boyfriend, and future husband. She’ll be under my care from now on, you can rest in peace. I also ask you, from today onwards, to step back from her life, stop binding her as a shackle, and let her be happy!"

As he finished speaking, Xu Qianli harshly punched the picture frame, smashing both the glass and the photo.

"Ah, what are you doing?"

Lan Qianrong let out a sharp scream and hurried to grab the photo, but it was already destroyed.

After several seconds of silence, Lan Qianrong erupted in fury, trembling with anger as she pointed at Xu Qianli’s nose and roared.

"Why would you do this?"

"Who do you think you are, really my boyfriend? How could you?"

"Even if he is dead, he is still my husband, the only person I have ever loved in my life, and no one can replace him in my heart."

"So what if you slept with me? In my eyes, you are nothing more than a cucumber that brought me pleasure. I have no feelings for you. How could you destroy my husband’s photo?"

"Get out, just get out, get out of my room, get out of my house, get out of my life, and never show up again. I never want to see you again!"

The more Lan Qianrong spoke, the more agitated she became; her deceased husband was an eternal pain in her heart.

They had once loved each other so deeply, even married, but he had died tragically on their wedding day. She could never forget the taste of life-and-death parting, the deeply heart-wrenching pain.

Xu Qianli had barged into her life, turning everything upside down, and now he had gone too far, completely infuriating her. She couldn’t take it anymore; she wanted Xu Qianli out of her life for good.

Facing the furious Lan Qianrong, Xu Qianli did not leave but started searching the room instead, quickly finding several photo albums. He tore up and smashed every photo of Lan Qianrong’s deceased husband, leaving none behind.

Lan Qianrong panicked, fighting desperately against Xu Qianli, scratching, clawing, and biting, but it was all in vain.

As she watched helplessly while Xu Qianli destroyed every photo of her deceased husband, Lan Qianrong collapsed onto the bed and broke into uncontrollable sobbing.

Why, why did Xu Qianli have to do this, why treat her this way?

Ignoring Lan Qianrong, Xu Qianli carefully searched the room several times, making sure there were no photos of Lan Qianrong’s former husband left. He then found a box of small gifts and also smashed them all.

After completing this, Xu Qianli dominantly grabbed Lan Qianrong by the waist, pulled her into his arms, and fiercely kissed her red lips.

Already heartbroken, her thoughts were further scrambled by Xu Qianli’s passionate kiss. Even though her mind wanted to reject him, her body honestly heated up, becoming scorching hot all over.

Lan Qianrong cursed herself for being disgraceful, lamenting how easily Xu Qianli could lead her by the nose. Was it that she was really that shameless?

She wouldn’t admit it; Lan Qianrong definitely wouldn’t. It must be Xu Qianli’s doing, turning her into what she had become.

While kissing Lan Qianrong, Xu Qianli’s hands were busy tearing off bothersome clothing from both of them, finally laying her across the bed.

Looking at her snow-white skin glowing with tender radiance, her still full and lofty curves even while lying down, seeing her body shaped like the most precious jade, Xu Qianli dominantly said, "You’ve been faithful to him for ten years, which is more than enough. Let go of your obsession and start a new life. From now on, forget him! From now on, I, Xu Qianli, am your man, and your future husband! Come on, call me ’husband’!"

"No, I don’t want to call you husband!" Lan Qianrong resisted, making her final stand against complete surrender.

"If you dare not call, be careful I might use my roughest methods on you."

"When I’m with you, I’ve always held back, scared of wearing you out."

"If you don’t call me ’husband’ today, be careful I might go all out, and you might not be able to handle it!"

Xu Qianli harshly threatened, resolved that today, no matter what, Lan Qianrong would call him husband.

Because if she did, it would signify that Lan Qianrong was willing to say goodbye to the past, willing to forget the husband who had died ten years ago.

After waiting a long while, an incredibly gentle voice came from Lan Qianrong.

"Husband, be gentle later."