Chapter 89: Sister Mengqing’s Thoughts

Last night, when he and Pan Qiaolian were doing that, it was highly likely Zhou Mengqing had seen them. At the time, both were worried about whether she would spill their secret. Pan Qiaolian had gone to find her today precisely to test the waters, though they still didn’t know what Zhou Mengqing’s attitude really was.

Pan Qiaolian didn’t keep him in suspense. She continued in a low voice, "I probed her about where she was last night. She said she had been at home the whole time. She acted completely normal and even asked me what had happened."

"Could we have misunderstood? Was it someone else who went to your house last night?" Lin Meng frowned deeply.

"I thought so at first, too," Pan Qiaolian said, biting her lip with a miserable expression. "But after thinking it over carefully, I really can’t imagine who else it could be besides her. So, I think she must be faking it. As for what’s actually going through her mind, I have no idea."

She was terrified right now. If word of this got out, she would be too ashamed to ever show her face in the village again.

Seeing her worry, Lin Meng thought for a moment and said, "Xiaolian, stop overthinking it. Leave this matter to me. If she really saw us but refuses to admit it, she must have some ulterior motive. I’ll go find her tonight and ask her directly, right out of the Opening Gate."

"Would that be a bad idea?" Pan Qiaolian asked with concern.

"There’s nothing bad about it. Whatever conditions she has, I’ll just meet them. Either way, I won’t let you get hurt one bit!" Lin Meng thumped his chest forcefully.

"Xiaomeng, you’re so good to me," Pan Qiaolian said, unable to resist hugging him. Snuggling against his chest, she murmured in touched tones, "With those words, even if people point fingers and curse me behind my back, I’d accept it!"

Lin Meng gently patted her back. "Xiaolian, what are you saying? Even if our affair is truly exposed, I can make money now. Worst comes to worst, I’ll buy a house outside the village and we can move away directly. Let them be jealous!"

"Mhm!" Pan Qiaolian replied, finally experiencing the feeling of having someone to rely on.

They cuddled intimately for a while longer before Pan Qiaolian reluctantly left, afraid of being discovered.

Lin Meng didn’t stay idle either. He began making the Beauty Liquid using the medicinal herbs he had gathered today. Whether it was about Zhou Mengqing or Ji Liyang, overthinking it was useless. In today’s society, making money was the most important thing!

By evening, Lin Meng had finally produced ten large bottles of Beauty Liquid. However, Zhu Yan had mentioned that the color and scent still needed improvement for better sales. Wildflowers definitely wouldn’t cut it. Lin Meng planned to make a trip to town tomorrow to see if he could buy some roses and osmanthus.

When dinnertime rolled around, Lin Meng arrived at the dining table but still didn’t see his eldest sister. Counting the days, it seemed she hadn’t been home for three or four days now.

Unable to hold back, he asked, "Stepmom, where has my eldest sister been these past few days?"

"She went back to campus yesterday," Li Wanrong explained softly. "She came back a while ago partly because of Li Dabiao’s situation, and partly because her university was preparing for internships, so they gave her some time off."

Lin Meng nodded, feeling a bit disappointed. He had planned to test whether his current charm could attract his eldest sister. It seemed he would have to wait.

After dinner, Li Wanrong didn’t mention anything about helping with her treatment today. Instead, she smiled and said, "Xiaomeng, you don’t need to help wash the dishes today. If you’re free, you can go out and get some exercise. It’ll be good for your health."

Lin Meng had been wanting to go find Zhou Mengqing anyway, so he readily agreed. "Alright then, Stepmom. I’ll go for a walk."

Watching Lin Meng leave the house, Li Wanrong cleared the dishes and headed straight to the bathroom to take a shower. Today, however, she washed herself exceptionally thoroughly. She paid special attention to her nether regions, washing the area several times with body wash.

During their last treatment session, Lin Meng had mentioned that he fantasized the most about what she looked like down there. So today, she intended to fulfill his wish, using it as a way to stimulate him.

However, Li Wanrong was a little afraid that once Lin Meng actually saw her, it would shatter his beautiful fantasies. After all, a woman’s private parts were sometimes completely different from what one might imagine. For beautiful, fair-skinned women, men always subconsciously assumed that their nether regions would be equally flawless. But in reality, many were quite dark, creating a stark contrast with their outward appearance.

Previously, Li Wanrong hadn’t actually known what she looked like down there. But after learning of Lin Meng’s fantasies, she had specifically used a mirror to take a careful look. Fortunately, hers was relatively pink and tender.

Yet, since Lin Meng liked her so much, his fantasies about her were undoubtedly perfect. She absolutely could not let him down. That was exactly why she had sent him away—to give herself time to prepare properly.

After washing herself several times and ensuring there was no strange odor, Li Wanrong finally dried off. Still feeling uneasy, she debated for a moment before taking out a razor she had prepared beforehand, placing it between her fleshy thighs. As the razor hummed with a BUZZ, Li Wanrong’s face flushed a deep crimson. She gently bit her red lip as, one by one, sexy curly hairs slowly fell to the floor.

Meanwhile, Lin Meng was walking toward Zhou Mengqing’s place.

Zhou Mengqing’s family had built two houses in the village. One was a single-story home she had lived in as a child, which was now considered quite old. The other was a multi-story building constructed for her brother’s wedding. According to Pan Qiaolian, because Zhou Mengqing had argued with her parents twice since returning, she was currently living alone in the old house.

When Lin Meng arrived, he spotted Zhou Mengqing sitting in the doorway, her legs crossed as she enjoyed the cool evening breeze. She was wearing a short skirt, her fair, smooth thighs standing out prominently in the night.

"Hmm? Xiaomeng, what brings you here?" Zhou Mengqing quickly noticed him, a faint smile gracing her face.

"Sister Mengqing, I need to talk to you about something." Lin Meng stopped in front of her, looking completely serious.

"Oh? Is it serious?" Zhou Mengqing raised an attractive brow.

Lin Meng didn’t beat around the bush, asking directly, "Sister Mengqing, did you see what happened last night?"

"Xiaomeng, what do you mean by that? I don’t quite understand," Zhou Mengqing blinked innocently. Suddenly, as if remembering something, she exclaimed, "Oh, I remember now! During the day, Qiaolian came looking for me too, asking if I had been to her house last night. Lin Meng, don’t tell me you and Qiaolian..."

Seeing the uncontrollable, playful smirk on Zhou Mengqing’s lips as she spoke, Lin Meng was absolutely certain she was faking it.

He thought for a moment, took a deep breath, and revealed a gentle smile. "Sister Mengqing, you know in your heart how good Qiaolian has been to you.

"I hope you can keep this a secret for the two of us and not tell anyone.

"If you agree, I can give you a sum of money. You name the price. If I can’t afford it right now, I’ll give you a portion first and pay you the rest once I earn it."

Lin Meng felt that his words were completely flawless, and he had offered generous terms.

To his surprise, Zhou Mengqing’s smiling face slowly darkened, her eyes filling with a cold glint. "Lin Meng, is this really the kind of person you think I am? Now you want to use money to gag me. If I don’t agree, are you going to use force?"