Stunning Dragon Wife-Chapter 29 - 28

Ge Xiue’s face was flushed and her heart was racing.

She had an indescribable feeling.

It was as if she was extremely shy, yet very excited.

"Pah."

She lightly slapped her own cheek and muttered to herself.

"Shame on you, shameless hussy, you’re an old widow; how could you have such thoughts about Little Shan, whom you’ve watched grow up since childhood?"

Soon, Ge Xiue had dressed herself and opened the door of the health room.

"Sister Xiue, how are you feeling now?"

Seeing Ge Xiue come out, Zhang Xiaoshan stepped forward, concerned.

But Ge Xiue felt so guilty and shy that she couldn’t bear to meet Zhang Xiaoshan’s eyes and just lowered her head to speak.

"I’m much better now, my stomach doesn’t hurt anymore, I, I’m going home first."

She rushed past Zhang Xiaoshan in a fluster and hurriedly ran off.

"Hey, Sister Xiue, you still need a few more treatments, and there’s the Blood Circulation Soup, I’ll prepare the herbs and bring them to your house."

Zhang Xiaoshan called out to Ge Xiue’s retreating figure.

But how could Ge Xiue hear it.

Helplessly, Zhang Xiaoshan shook his head and walked back to the room, planning to tidy up and go home.

"Creak."

As he entered, he heard footsteps at the door, and then a figure slipped in and shut the already open door.

Zhang Xiaoshan turned and saw a beautiful figure.

It was Hu Qiaoling.

Zhang Xiaoshan had made plans with Hu Qiaoling yesterday that she would come to see him today.

He didn’t expect Hu Qiaoling to come so early in the morning and so mysteriously; Zhang Xiaoshan was startled.

"Where did you pop out from? You scared me to death."

Since the two had already been intimate yesterday, and Hu Qiaoling considered Zhang Xiaoshan her only support in White Dragon Village, their conversation had become much more familiar.

"What’s up, did I interrupt something good?"

While talking, Hu Qiaoling glanced outside through the glass where Ge Xiue’s figure could still be seen in the distance.

Zhang Xiaoshan instantly understood the deeper meaning in Hu Qiaoling’s words.

"What are you talking about, don’t think nonsense, she’s just a good friend who came to me for treatment."

Hu Qiaoling was much more naive.

Hearing Zhang Xiaoshan say this, she believed him.

"That’s what I thought, that woman is clearly several years older than you, how could you possibly have something with her?"

While talking, Hu Qiaoling sat down in a chair.

As soon as she sat down, she sprung up as if she had been pricked by a needle.

She reached behind her back to feel.

"Zhang Xiaoshan, you, you are shameless..."

Both Hu Qiaoling and Zhang Xiaoshan were experienced enough to know exactly what that item was.

Zhang Xiaoshan also shuddered.

He thought of the inappropriate scene between Wu Laohu and Su Xiangmei last night and knew it must have been left by the shameless Wu Laohu.

"It’s not, listen to me, it’s not mine..."

Zhang Xiaoshan tried to explain.

But the evidence lay before them, how could Hu Qiaoling believe it.

"Hmm, I thought you were different from other men, but I guess not, she has a husband and kids, and you still do that to her, you, you’re despicable..."

Clearly, Hu Qiaoling had been there for a while and had been eavesdropping at the door.

So she knew a bit about Ge Xiue’s situation.

Zhang Xiaoshan knew no amount of explanation would help.

"Actually, I have a way to prove my innocence."

"What way?" Hu Qiaoling looked puzzled.

The next moment Zhang Xiaoshan had grabbed Hu Qiaoling’s arm, pulling her into the sickroom.

Ge Xiue had lain in the bed just before, and now Hu Qiaoling was pressed onto it.

Lying face down on the bed.

Zhang Xiaoshan stood behind Hu Qiaoling.

"What, what are you doing..." Hu Qiaoling was nervous.

Zhang Xiaoshan said cheerfully. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

"Let’s speak with facts."

It was early morning and Zhang Xiaoshan had been thinking, especially after the interaction with Ge Xiue which stirred his thoughts substantially.

Now that Hu Qiaoling had come to him, Zhang Xiaoshan would not let the opportunity slip.

Today, Hu Qiaoling was wearing a skirt...

At this moment, she merely put up a symbolic resistance.

In Zhang Xiaoshan’s eyes, it seemed as if it wasn’t Hu Qiaoling but Ge Xiue on the sickbed.

He fantasized.