Ye Tong’s cooking skills, though slightly inferior to Zhou Wenhui’s, were still a feast for the senses. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

After all, having been shadowing a master chef every day, even a novice wouldn’t be that bad at cooking.

Of course, Yang Fan was an exception.

It’s not like he never set foot in the kitchen; he often dealt with the task of tending the fire, but he didn’t manage to learn a thing about cooking.

If he had to cook for himself, it might be an exaggeration to say he could starve to death.

After lunch, Wei Juan and Ye Tong gathered up the dishes together.

Yang Fan was already getting handsy on the side, having been energized by food and drink, he of course had to find something interesting to do.

When her skirt was lifted, Wei Juan blushed profusely, her entire being resembling a cooked crab.

She kept glancing nervously at Ye Tong and whispered in Yang Fan’s ear, "Fanzi, you, you go with sister-in-law first..."

"Nah, I’m busy here. You two can pretend I’m not around for the time being." Ye Tong raised her dishcloth and immediately said, "However, I suggest you two find another spot, there’s not much room to maneuver here."

"Sister-in-law... you, you join us too," Wei Juan said with a voice as faint as a mosquito’s buzz.

Ye Tong raised her hands, "Look at me, I haven’t finished cleaning up yet, hmm... I’ll come over in a bit."

"Sister-in-law, I suspect you’re trying to slack off, but it’s okay, you continue with what you’re doing; we’ll wait for you," Yang Fan said with a laugh.

Sister-in-law was obviously stalling; how could they let her get away with that?

Ye Tong gave Yang Fan a sidelong glare and chided lightly, "When have I ever slacked off? It’s just a small matter."

"Exactly, it’s just a little thing, so hurry up." While Yang Fan spoke, his hand didn’t stay idle, already craftily slipping under Wei Juan’s skirt.

"Ah..." Wei Juan let out a soft moan, her already red cheeks deepening in color.

So red they seemed translucent, almost shining with a glossy sheen.

Yang Fan exclaimed happily, "Xiao Juan, it seems like it’s really happening."

Wei Juan pursed her lips, "I... I don’t know."

"Oh come on, we’ll find out soon enough," Ye Tong said with a laugh, her hands finally finished with the task at hand.

"You two go to the room first; I’ll go wash up."

Yang Fan looked at sister-in-law suspiciously, "Sister-in-law, didn’t you just wash up?"

"I’m washing my hands, washing my face," Ye Tong replied, "Cooking has left me smelling like grease, it’s uncomfortable. Don’t worry, I won’t run off; you don’t need to watch me like I’m a thief, I’ll definitely come over in a bit."

"Sister-in-law, if you dare to run off, you’ll be a little dog," Yang Fan said.

"Woof woof..." Ye Tong let out a playful laugh, suddenly imitating a dog’s bark twice.

Yang Fan: ...

Sister-in-law like this, absolutely adorable.

He had never even seen sister-in-law in such a playful mood before.

"Alright, I’m coming over in a bit, I definitely don’t want to be a little dog," Ye Tong said with a smile.

She breezed past Yang Fan and Wei Juan like a whiff of fragrant wind, suddenly sidestepping to land a smack right on Wei Juan’s tender white buttocks.

Smack!

The palm meeting the buttocks created a crisp sound.

...

Little Mother wasn’t home, so Yang Fan truly let himself loose.

Moreover, he finally had meat today.

After so much persistence with Wei Juan, he finally got what he wanted.

Although she was a married woman in name, to Yang Fan, she felt essentially no different from a young girl.

If it weren’t for Wang Daqiang’s call, today Yang Fan might have continued playing with sister-in-law and Wei Juan until the evening.

No matter how they played, it was never enough.

It was just when he was thinking of changing the plan and arranging another time with Wang Daqiang that sister-in-law forcefully stopped him.

Ye Tong, who hadn’t been properly dressed since waking up in the morning, couldn’t take it anymore.

Yang Fan reluctantly cleaned up the battlefield and left the house.

Mounting his trike, Yang Fan met up with Wang Daqiang at Gao Lanlan’s little supermarket by the entrance to the village.

Gao Lanlan, still dressed in a sexy tracksuit, sat under a sunshade munching on melon seeds and having an intermittent chat with Wang Daqiang. However, this wild woman seemed to have little interest in making conversation with Wang Daqiang; she would only slowly respond after he asked a question.

As Yang Fan parked his trike nearby, Gao Lanlan’s eyes immediately lit up, and she asked enthusiastically and happily, "Fanzi, where are you going?"

"I’m going to stroll around in the county with my brother Old Wang. Taking advantage of the good weather today, to be a street wanderer," Yang Fan said, waving and greeting Wang Daqiang.

Gao Lanlan laughed, "Take me with you, will you? I haven’t been to the county for a stroll in a long time, and I can sell a couple of clothes on the side."

"What about your store, then? Will you close it?" Yang Fan asked.

Gao Lanlan said with complete indifference, "This lousy store, what could happen if it’s closed for half a day? Can’t make much money anyway. I’m not joking with you; if it’s convenient for you, then take me along, otherwise forget it."

"Let’s go," Yang Fan said.

Gao Lanlan immediately chirped happily, "Then wait for me a bit, let me pack up."

Yang Fan nodded, touched his pocket, and was about to pull out a cigarette when Wang Daqiang had already handed one over to him.

"Fanzi, are those stories about her true or false?" Wang Daqiang leaned against the vehicle and asked in a low voice.

Yang Fan chuckled and said, "Didn’t you doubt yesterday evening that I had that thing going on with her? How come you’re still suspicious today?"

"I’m just... just curious," Wang Daqiang chuckled.

Yang Fan asked softly, "Interested?"

Wang Daqiang didn’t respond, just sneakily glanced towards Gao Lanlan’s room.

Yang Fan understood immediately by that look.

"Old Wang, I think you really don’t learn, ’Better to have none than have something shoddy,’" Yang Fan said solemnly. "If you’re thinking of getting married again, I think you’d better go on a few blind dates. As for Sister Gao, you better give up on that thought."

The guy had just endured a crazy tirade from his wife, nearly becoming the most wronged man in history.

The aftertaste of that incident hadn’t even passed yet, and he was already considering getting involved with Gao Lanlan.

Although this woman might not be as vicious and ruthless as his ex-wife who was now in the slammer, wearing cuckolds would definitely be unavoidable.

If the two of them became an item, Wang Daqiang’s cuckold hat would surely be donned one after another.

Moreover, Gao Lanlan was different from those women who cheated for money; she purely had a stronger craving for that aspect, continually seeking thrills.

Wang Daqiang, chuckling awkwardly, waved his hand and said, "I was just speaking off the cuff. I don’t have those kinds of thoughts, and she wouldn’t look at me anyway."

"It’s better that you don’t even hope for Sister Gao to take an interest in you. Take my advice; it’s really not a good thing," Yang Fan said.

Even though he had been with Gao Lanlan, he still felt compelled to warn Wang Daqiang about this idea.