Liu Baishun, also fuming with anger, saw his daughter-in-law dragging Liu Zheng away, and couldn't help but feel annoyed.
He chased after them immediately and started cursing out loud, yelling at Zhao Cuihua, "Damn it, let him go, make him come back and speak, what the hell does he want to do? I want to see if he can talk any sense, or just fart nonsense."
Zhao Cuihua ignored him, looked around and saw no one, felt relieved, and kept pulling Liu Zheng toward an abandoned yard not far from his house.
Once inside the yard and after closing the gate, before Liu Zheng could say anything, Zhao Cuihua grabbed his hand and placed it on her soft chest.
Caught off guard, Liu Zheng was unprepared, so when his hand landed, Zhao Cuihua guided it, pressing his hand firmly against her, kneading it a few times.
"Little Zheng, as long as you don't spill the beans about that matter, I, your sister, will do anything you ask. Whatever you tell me to do, I'll do it. Is that okay?"
"Again?"
