As dusk fell, the chattering birds returned to their nests, and the Forest Cottage was enveloped in an extraordinary tranquility.
Qin Feng had gone to a village twenty miles away in the afternoon and bought a big rooster.
He boiled water to pluck the feathers, then applied his secret barbecue sauce and let it marinate for half a day.
Under a sky full of stars, he built a bonfire in the yard and placed the chicken on a spit above the flas to roast.
Soon enough, the fatty rooster began to sizzle and drip with oil.
The fragrance carried for miles around.
Ouyang Bingbing, who had just finished bathing inside, caught the scent and hurried out wearing little bear slippers.
She was dressed in a purple nightgown, exuding maturity and sexiness.
Qin Feng watched the chicken with one eye and Ouyang Bingbing with the other.
Delicious food and a beautiful woman—he wanted them both.
"Still looking? What if the chicken burns?"
"If it burns, then let it burn! A feast for the eyes!"
"You’re so improper! Keep looking and I’ll go inside to change my clothes. Let’s see how you stare when I put on a big coat," she threatened.
"Go ahead and wear it! During the sumr heat of over thirty degrees Celsius, even if it doesn’t kill you, you’ll be drenched in your own stinky sweat."
"My sweat slls sweet, sweet as can be. Unlike so stinky man, with his overpowering body odor, enough to suffocate soone!"
"You’ve slled it?"
"No."
"Then how do you know it stinks?"
...
Suddenly.
The sounds of rustling ca from the trees outside.
Then, the chirping of birds followed.
The birds in their nests had been disturbed; sothing must have intruded.
Qin Feng listened closely and heard the dense sound of footsteps.
It was a group of people heading this way.
Their heavy footsteps revealed they were Martial Tao experts.
Were they here to cause trouble?
With a serious expression, Qin Feng said to Ouyang Bingbing, "Go change your clothes quickly."
"Why?"
"People are coming, more than a dozen of them, all n. How can you be dressed like that?"
"Stingy!"
Ouyang Bingbing retorted.
Then she scurried inside.
Ouyang Bingbing, who usually took over an hour to change clothes, did it in less than two minutes this ti and ca out all dressed.
She changed into a cartoon-style lounge outfit with a little milk dog on the chest.
Though it was a long-sleeved, long-pant set, the fabric was thin.
In the sizzling sumr weather, with a gentle breeze in the courtyard, it wasn’t hot at all.
Before, Ouyang Bingbing had worn that sexy nightgown specifically for Qin Feng to see.
A woman, after all, when fond of a man, will always dress ticulously, to look pretty, sexy, and charming.
To make the man she likes unable to take his eyes off her.
Seeing her co out in a lounge outfit, Qin Feng only glanced at her once, then went back to focusing on roasting the chicken, no longer paying her any attention.
This made Ouyang Bingbing sowhat unhappy.
She struck up a conversation, "Do I look good?"
"It’ll do."
"What do you an ’it’ll do’?"
"If it’s not too ugly, call it passable!"
"You dog of a man, always liking those indecent things."
"And you won, don’t you just like it when n act indecently? If all n were proper, who would you dress up for, huh?"
At that mont, a group of martial arts experts clad in night clothes burst in.
More accurately, they walked in.
Qin Feng knew uninvited guests were coming, so he had purposely left the gate open.
The group that ca were disciples of the Zhengtian Sect.
Leading them was their Seventh Hall Master, a Grandmaster: Sha Yidao.
Hidden within the sleeves of Sha Yidao were three Golden Blades, but whenever he made a move, just one blade was enough to claim his opponent’s life.
That’s why he was bestowed the formidable na "Sha Yidao."
After a glance at the newcors, Qin Feng turned his head to Ouyang Bingbing and asked, "Do you recognize them?"
"Not a single one," Ouyang Bingbing answered.
Just as her voice fell, a man’s voice ca from outside the courtyard.
"Ouyang Bingbing, even if you don’t recognize them, you should recognize , your fourth uncle, right?"
A portly middle-aged man walked in.
He was the fourth eldest of the Ouyang Family, Ouyang Yide.
"Fourth uncle? My dad has already been expelled from the Ouyang Family, I don’t have a fourth uncle. Moreover, my mom and dad are divorced. My dad and I have already cut ties with the Ouyang Family completely! So, please leave."
"As long as you have the blood of the Ouyang Family, you are our Ouyang Family’s daughter. Right now, the Ouyang Family needs you, so you are coming with back to the Capital imdiately!"
"Why should I go back with you?"
"Mr. Qin, son and sole heir of the Chairman of the Sanrenhe Group, Qin Dongrui—Qin Feipeng—has taken a liking to you. He proposed to our Ouyang Family a couple of days ago. The old man has already agreed. This is the blessing of eight lifetis for you; otherwise, you’d never step foot in the Ouyang Family’s threshold for the rest of your life. Now, hurry up and pack your things, co back with to the Capital, and marry Qin Feipeng."
"I’m already married!"
Those words from Ouyang Bingbing were t with a cold laugh from Ouyang Yide.
"Hehe! You’re married? Do you take for a fool? Since you’re married, then tell , who is your husband?"
Ouyang Bingbing pointed to Qin Feng and replied, "Him."
Ouyang Yide took one look at Qin Feng and found him unremarkable, plain to the extre.
Key point was, he looked very unfamiliar, definitely not a descendant of a prominent family from the Capital.
When he had co in earlier, he saw Qin Feng roasting a chicken.
So he was quite certain that this young man was most likely hired help that Ouyang Bingbing had brought in.
"You expect to believe a hired hand is pretending to be your husband?"
Ouyang Bingbing, too lazy to explain, simply grabbed Qin Feng and planted a passionate kiss on his lips.
After the kiss, she said to Ouyang Yide, "Do you believe now?"
"Ouyang Bingbing, I know you’re an entertainer, good at playing up to an audience, and have kissed countless n. From now on, you better keep yourself clean. Once you marry into the Qin Family, you must be generous and appropriate, and not bring sha to our Ouyang Family! This guy is your servant; I was going to give him so money and send him on his way. But since you’ve just kissed him, to teach you a lesson, he has to die tonight!"
Because of Ouyang Yide’s arrival, and the unexpected kiss from Ouyang Bingbing, Qin Feng was sowhat grateful to him.
The goddess’s kiss was so sweet.
A dream from his college days had co true.
However, Ouyang Yide was now threatening to kill him.
Of course, Qin Feng was unhappy!
He had to stand up and say sothing.
"You’re as fat as a pig; I thought you were just a simpleton. But your heart is even more poisonous than a serpent’s, huh? What did I do? Just because my wife kissed , you want dead? Hang on! Ouyang Bingbing is my wife, by what right do you take her back to the Capital to marry so Mr. Qin? Cuckold and then silence ? Even Zhou Bapi wasn’t as ruthlessly exploitative as you are!"
Ouyang Yide didn’t bother with Qin Feng, as he didn’t feel Qin Feng was worth talking to.
He turned his head to Sha Yidao and commanded, "Silence this yapping stray, kill him."
For such a minor character, naturally Shaw Yidao wouldn’t need to take action himself.
He gave a look to Crew Cut standing beside him.
Crew Cut imdiately clenched his fists and, with tiger-like steps, moved toward Qin Feng.
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