Chapter 32: Alluring Zhao Lingshan

Pan Qiaolian didn’t answer directly. Instead, she asked, "Xiaomeng, you still remember Zhao Lingshan from our village, right?"

"Zhao Lingshan?"

Lin Meng thought for a moment before recalling the woman.

She was about five or six years older than him. Her parents had passed away when she was very young, and she had dropped out of school to work. In the beginning, she would return to the village about twice a year. And every time she came back, she dressed incredibly fashionably and sexily. Anyone who didn’t know her would assume she was a woman from the city.

Lin Meng had already forgotten when he last saw Zhao Lingshan. He only remembered that back then, she was wearing a bodycon dress, with her hair styled in large, wavy curls. Her figure was absolutely explosive. Those beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings had left a deep impression on his young mind.

But over the past few years, Zhao Lingshan didn’t seem to have returned at all, and no one in the village had mentioned her.

"Yes, Zhao Lingshan. She came back a while ago," Pan Qiaolian said.

"I heard from the villagers that she apparently hooked up with a sugar daddy, but after catching some strange illness, she was kicked to the curb.

"But even so, she drove back in a nice car, wearing glamorous clothes. She’s definitely not short on money."

Pan Qiaolian’s tone was full of envy. As a woman herself, who wouldn’t want to live such a refined life?

Lin Meng understood what she was getting at and couldn’t help but frown. "Xiaolian, you want me to borrow money from her, don’t you? But we’re not related or anything. Why on earth would she lend money to me?"

"I know, but you have to try. Otherwise, relying solely on foraging for herbs is going to be too difficult.

"Besides, you’re a grown man. Even if she rejects you, you won’t lose anything," Pan Qiaolian urged earnestly.

Lin Meng thought about it and admitted it made sense. Above all, he had to win the bet and show Li Shiyun that he was a real man!

"Then I’ll give it a try. Does Zhao Lingshan still live in that old house of hers?"

"Yes. If you’re free now, you should head over quickly. Who knows, maybe she’ll think you’re handsome and decide to keep you as her boy toy!" Pan Qiaolian teased with a playful smile.

"If that really happened, I definitely wouldn’t agree. No one can compare to my Xiaolian." Lin Meng pulled Pan Qiaolian into his arms and planted a kiss on her rosy cheek.

"Your mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter." Although Pan Qiaolian knew better than to trust a man’s sweet talk, she still felt a surge of delight in her heart.

After chatting a bit more, Pan Qiaolian urged Lin Meng to hurry over to Zhao Lingshan’s place and try his luck.

On his way to Zhao Lingshan’s house, Lin Meng felt both expectant and nervous. Zhao Lingshan was already so beautiful back then; she must be even more sexy and charming now, right? But since she hadn’t been back in so many years, she probably wouldn’t even recognize him. The chances of her being willing to lend him money were likely very slim. As for keeping him as a boy toy, Lin Meng didn’t even dare to entertain the thought. With her current status, how could she possibly take a fancy to a country bumpkin like him?

Before he knew it, he arrived at Zhao Lingshan’s front door. It was still the same old single-story house with a courtyard, but it had been renovated and looked very clean. Parked nearby was a sedan with a four-ring logo—it seemed to be an Audi of some sort.

Feeling slightly inferior, Lin Meng raised his hand and knocked on the front gate.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

The iron gate rang out sharply.

"Coming." Soon, a crisp, melodious female voice drifted out from inside.

Lin Meng waited a moment longer before the door opened from the inside. A stunning figure appeared before his eyes. His gaze instantly locked onto her, completely dumbfounded.

The woman standing there had long, cascading hair with a few vibrant blue highlights, adding a touch of untamed allure to her overall aura. Her beautiful, watery eyes seemed to harbor a thousand kinds of charm. Her bright red lips, in particular, looked just like ripe berries, exuding a fatal attraction.

Perhaps because she was at home, the woman was only wearing a low-cut, loose floral sundress, exposing her perfectly fair, snowy shoulders. Moreover, because her figure was so incredibly voluptuous, even the loose clothing couldn’t conceal the high, perky fullness of her breasts and her plump, rounded bottom. Her beautiful legs, exposed all the way up to her thighs, gleamed with an inviting luster. One didn’t even need to think to know that touching them would feel absolutely mind-blowing.

Most importantly, this woman possessed an innate sense of nobility that paradoxically stirred up a wild urge to pin her down and ravage her completely.

It was the first time Lin Meng had ever seen a woman with such an intoxicating presence. His gaze grew fervent. It was as if he wouldn’t be satisfied until he had stripped her bare and taken in every inch of her.

"You are?" Zhao Lingshan seemed entirely accustomed to this kind of stare, asking without a ripple of emotion.

Snapping back to his senses, Lin Meng didn’t dare to look at her anymore. "Sister Lingshan, I’m Lin Meng. Do you still remember me?"

"Lin Meng?" Zhao Lingshan thought for a moment before something seemed to click. A faint smile graced her lips. "So it’s you, kid. I never expected you to come looking for me. Come on in."

Lin Meng breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed Zhao Lingshan still remembered him. But man, her smile was truly seductive!

Entering the courtyard, Zhao Lingshan guided Lin Meng to sit down at a stone table. She then sat opposite him and crossed her legs. With her fair, tender legs overlapping, she looked even more enticing.

Lin Meng felt a reaction stirring below and hastily pressed a hand down to hide it. Sigh, it was all because Zhao Lingshan was too alluring. He simply couldn’t control himself!

"Lin Meng, what brings you to me?" Zhao Lingshan poured him a cup of tea and went straight to the point.

"Sister Lingshan, I... I want to borrow some money from you." Lin Meng lowered his head slightly, finding it hard to speak.

"How much?" Zhao Lingshan remained perfectly composed.

"Seventy-seven thousand."

The more Lin Meng spoke, the guiltier he felt. They hadn’t seen each other in so long, yet the first thing he did was ask for a loan—and such a large sum at that. If he were in her shoes dealing with someone like this, he definitely wouldn’t give them a friendly face.

To his surprise, however, Zhao Lingshan nodded readily. "Sure, but I don’t have that much cash on hand. Come back and get it tomorrow."

Lin Meng froze, looking up in disbelief. "Sister Lingshan, you’re really willing to lend it to me?"

Zhao Lingshan leaned back in her chair and shot him a sideways glance. "What’s wrong? Do you think I’m lying to you?"

Lin Meng hurriedly shook his head. "Of course not, I just didn’t expect..."

"Didn’t expect me to be so agreeable, right?" Zhao Lingshan couldn’t help but laugh, looking increasingly radiant and captivating, practically overflowing with womanly charm.

"It’s only because it’s you asking. For the sake of our childhood, I’m willing to lend it to you.

"You probably don’t even remember, but when you were little, you always loved running around behind me, calling me ’Sister’ this and ’Sister’ that so affectionately.

"There was also this one time when you were playing in the water by the river, and your little willy got pinched by a crab. I was the one who helped you take it off. You were crying your eyes out, and I blew on it for a long time and let you give me a kiss before you finally calmed down."

Holy crap!

Lin Meng’s eyes widened in shock. Was his relationship with Zhao Lingshan really that intimate when they were kids? But he clearly had absolutely no memory of it at all!