Chapter 94: This Is All My Fault

Meanwhile, Li Wanrong lay in her bed, unable to sleep no matter how hard she tried.

Her mind was filled with the immense pleasure Lin Meng had brought her. The overwhelming stimulation, like a bursting flash flood that made her very soul tremble, was something she had never experienced in her entire life. Yet, the one who gave her this feeling was her nominal godson.

Even though she tried to comfort herself with the excuse that she was treating his condition, she just couldn’t shake off the deep sense of guilt and immorality.

Li Wanrong murmured softly, her beautiful eyes growing increasingly conflicted, "No, if this goes on, I’ll definitely fall for it.

"I have to think of other treatment methods. I can use my body to cure him, but I absolutely cannot fall in love with this feeling.

"If I really can’t control myself, the only option is to leave him forever once he’s cured..."

The next day, the sky was clear and bright.

After eating breakfast, Lin Meng arrived at Wang Wei’s house. He planned to take Wang Wei up the mountain today to familiarize him with the medicinal herbs needed to make the Beauty Liquid, so he could hand this task over to him later.

"Xiaomeng, you’re here! Have you had breakfast? If not, I’ll make you some." Seeing Lin Meng arrive, Ji Liyang immediately and enthusiastically hugged his arm.

"I’ve already eaten," Lin Meng replied. "By the way, is Brother Wei up yet? I’m here to take him up the mountain to gather herbs."

Lin Meng felt entirely uncomfortable. He had originally thought that once Ji Liyang found out about his impotence, she would stop pestering him. But looking at the current situation, it seemed things weren’t going the way he had expected. What exactly was this woman playing at?

"Him? He’s probably on the toilet. I’ll call him for you." Mentioning Wang Wei made Ji Liyang roll her eyes. She shouted in annoyance, "Wang Wei, Xiaomeng is here for you! Hurry up and come out. You really are like a lazy donkey that always needs to piss and shit right when it’s time to work!"

"Coming! Coming!" Wang Wei called back hastily, then came rushing out while pulling up his pants.

Seeing him, Lin Meng immediately felt a wave of guilt and tried to pull his arm out of Ji Liyang’s embrace. However, not only did Ji Liyang refuse to let go, she actually hugged him even tighter. As if trying to prove a point to Lin Meng, she even took the initiative to ask, "Wang Wei, Xiaomeng is your brother. You aren’t mad that I’m being so close with him, are you?"

Looking at the two of them, Wang Wei wasn’t angry in the slightest. Instead, he laughed heartily. "Honey, you acting like this just means you’re treating my brother like your own younger brother! I couldn’t be happier. Why would I be mad?"

Ji Liyang nodded, shooting Lin Meng a smug look.

Lin Meng’s face darkened with speechlessness. "Wang Wei used to be quite smart," he thought. "How can he not see his own wife’s abnormal behavior? Your wife isn’t treating me like a little brother—she’s eyeing my ’little brother’! Brother Wei, please use your brain for once!"

But there was absolutely no way he could say these things out loud; otherwise, it would definitely ruin their marriage.

"Brother Wei, it’s getting late. Let’s head out!" Lin Meng found an excuse to free himself from Ji Liyang. Then, he took Wang Wei up the mountain with him.

Wang Wei had also grown up in the village, so he was very familiar with everything in the mountains. Lin Meng brought him along primarily to teach him how to identify the medicinal herbs.

But he never could have imagined that the moment he and Wang Wei left, Ji Liyang would immediately head over to his house.

"Liyang, what brings you here?" Li Wanrong was at the door shelling peanuts. Seeing Ji Liyang approach, she immediately broke into a smile and asked.

"Sister-in-law Wanrong, I want to talk to you about something," Ji Liyang said, grabbing her hand and smiling warmly.

"What is it?" Li Wanrong asked curiously.

"There are people outside. Let’s go inside to talk." Ji Liyang pulled Li Wanrong straight into the courtyard.

"Liyang, what do you want to talk about? Why are you being so mysterious?" Li Wanrong felt even more baffled.

Ji Liyang sighed deeply. "Sister-in-law Wanrong, you’ve been in the village these past two years. You must have often heard people gossiping about me, calling me a hen that can’t lay eggs and all that. Even though I pretend not to hear it, it definitely hurts inside."

"I have heard the rumors, but there’s no need to be sad, Liyang. Life is between you and Wang Wei. As long as he doesn’t mind, that’s all that matters," Li Wanrong comforted gently.

Ji Liyang bit her lip and said indignantly, "Sister-in-law Wanrong, you don’t understand what I mean.

"The reason I don’t have children isn’t because there’s something wrong with my body. It’s because Wang Wei is the problem. Even though his thing still works, the seeds he shoots out are dead.

"Tell me, how can they blame me?"

Li Wanrong’s mouth dropped open in shock, completely caught off guard by the truth of the matter. But then, she asked in confusion, "Liyang, this is between the two of you. Why are you telling me?"

Ji Liyang glanced around guiltily and lowered her voice. "Aunt Wanrong, I won’t hide it from you. Yesterday at noon, Xiaomeng ate at my house. I was thinking that since Wang Wei can’t have kids, I can’t take the blame for him my whole life. Besides, I want a child too.

"So, while Wang Wei was drunk, I approached Xiaomeng. I wanted him to give me a child, and then Wang Wei and I would raise it together.

"But guess what? Just to reject me, that boy actually lied and said he was impotent! Tell me, isn’t that just treating his own reputation like a joke?!"

Listening to Ji Liyang’s complaints, Li Wanrong’s face changed, and her delicate body trembled violently. She hadn’t expected Ji Liyang to do such a thing. Nor had she expected Lin Meng to reveal his impotence just to reject her. If word of this got out, even if he was cured later, no woman would ever be willing to marry him!

At this thought, Li Wanrong nervously grabbed Ji Liyang’s shoulders. "Liyang, Xiaomeng didn’t lie to you. Consider it me begging you—please, absolutely do not tell anyone else about this, okay?"

"Aunt Wanrong, are you saying Xiaomeng is actually impotent?" The light in Ji Liyang’s eyes instantly dimmed.

After Lin Meng left her house yesterday, the thought that such a massive package couldn’t be used made her utterly unwilling to give up. She had even wondered if Lin Meng had indeed been lying to her, and simply hadn’t reacted because he was nervous. But now, Li Wanrong’s words completely shattered her fantasies.

"Yes, I verified this matter myself," Li Wanrong nodded with a bitter expression.

"How... how could this be? He’s obviously so young and looks so healthy. Logically speaking, it’s impossible for him to have this kind of illness!" Ji Liyang bit her lip so hard it nearly bled, feeling ten thousand times unwilling to accept it.

"Actually, it’s all my fault..." For the past few days, Li Wanrong had been overwhelmed with self-blame over this matter. Having no one to confide in had left her feeling incredibly repressed. Now, facing Ji Liyang who already knew about it, she couldn’t control her emotions any longer and poured everything out at once.

"My god, are you saying you almost did *that* kind of thing with Lin Meng, and because you slapped him at the last second, it made him like this?" Hearing this, Ji Liyang opened her small mouth wide in shock.