Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse-Chapter 698 - 694: Will Smash Her Head In

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Zhou Yilang saw Fan Hongshan uncomfortably turning her small face away, her little hands nervously tucking the strands of hair on her cheeks behind her ears, which prompted him to lean down and whisper in her ear:

"Mrs. Lang, don’t seduce me in public. And be careful, don’t cause any trouble."

Hearing this, Fan Hongshan’s face darkened. What did he mean by accusing her of seduction? What trouble was she to avoid?

In an instant, the ambiguous atmosphere between them shattered into pieces, and Fan Hongshan, with a stiff face, lowered her head, suppressing the anger in her heart, and replied indifferently: "Understood, Mr. Lang."

Just then, a male attendant quickly approached Zhou Yilang, calling out softly, "Mr. Lang, the Old General requests your presence."

"Got it, I’ll be right there." Zhou Yilang nodded, his gaze still fixed on the woman in the dark green coat, silently smacking her plump lower lip as if playing dumb. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Seeing this, the attendant tactfully left after completing his task.

Bowing her head, Fan Hongshan whispered, "Mr. Lang, I shall take my leave first."

Just as she was about to step past the tall man, Zhou Yilang’s long arm reached out and deflected her path, making it seem as though Fan Hongshan had actively snuggled into the man’s chest. Fortunately, they did not make contact. Fan Hongshan abruptly stopped, looking up at Zhou Yilang’s innocent face with indignation:

"You!" But she swallowed the rest of her words with a rational restraint.

"Be good, Mrs. Lang." Zhou Yilang stepped closer, his hand naturally resting on her slender waist, as if caressing a lover, causing Fan Hongshan to feel a tingling sensation all over. She pursed her lips tightly, daring not to move again, as her face slowly turned pale.

"Stay put and don’t wander off, alright?"

"Yes, Mr. Lang." Fan Hongshan clenched her teeth, humming darkly.

"Hehe~" Zhou Yilang chuckled softly, his voice laced with a teasing tone, which might have made another woman joke that her ears were getting pregnant from listening to it. But to Fan Hongshan, it only made her stiffen, trapped and unable to escape, she could only respond with silence.

"I really can’t handle you. Later, go straight to the main guest hall and stay there properly. Don’t wander off and get lost, okay?" Zhou Yilang straightened the sleeves of his suit, his eyes sternly fixed on her, watching her obediently nod before he composed himself and stepped away.

Only when she was sure that the man had turned and left did Fan Hongshan slowly lift her gloomy little face, staring at his retreating figure, her hands instinctively clasping together, her face ashen, suddenly devoid of the lively vigor of a blooming flower, dull and lusterless.

How... annoying.

Fan Hongshan sighed inwardly. Had her emotions been too unstable lately? Ever since he saw her taking medication, the pattern of their interactions had been constantly changing beyond her expectations, leaving her exhausted.

Forget it, don’t think too much, just protect your own heart well. This man is not under her control.

Fan Hongshan was very self-aware. After eight years of marriage, she had long understood that the more gentlemanly this man appeared, the more cold and indifferent he was inside.

"Mrs. Lang, the Old Lady invites you." Fan Hongshan buried her emotions deep inside, intending to check on Yan Jinsu’s situation, but after only a few steps, a female attendant stopped her.

"Oh, all right." As soon as Fan Hongshan heard that the Old Lady had sent someone to find her, she immediately felt a tingling scalp—this grandmother, the Clan Leader’s wife, was really not easy to fool.

"Please follow me, this way." The maidservant bowed slightly and took a few steps, leading Fan Hongshan with a series of lefts and rights.

During the past three months, Fan Hongshan had visited the Zhou family’s ancestral home several times, especially after the Clan Leader’s grandmother learned of her mother-in-law’s illness, she would occasionally ask for her to come over for a chat.

Having come and gone a few times, she was still somewhat puzzled by the layout of this place, but looking at her surroundings, she questioned the maidservant in confusion:

"Hold on, are you taking me in the wrong direction? Isn’t the old lady’s living quarters in another direction?"

"Oh, Mrs. Lang is mistaken, the old lady is not hosting guests in her living quarters today. This way leads to the small side hall of the warm room."

The maidservant turned back with a gentle smile to explain, but Fan Hongshan felt even more that something was off.

She was clearly not direction-challenged; if she continued down this road, she would be heading towards the guest quarters. Even the old lady wouldn’t be so foolish as to hold a banquet on the guest quarters side!

But before she could figure it out, she felt a sharp pain at the back of her head, and then she lost consciousness.

If Fan Hongshan had turned her head before fainting, she would have recognized the person who struck her!

"Oh, you, hitting her so hard, you might have damaged her head!" The maidservant quickly stepped forward in surprise to help up Fan Hongshan who had fallen to the ground, and scolded the uninvited woman.

While speaking, she also quickly checked Fan Hongshan’s head and found that only a little bit of blood had seeped out. It wasn’t too serious, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Shut up, hurry up and take her away." The woman huffed coldly. She was just a small-town woman; killing her wouldn’t be a problem.

"Hmph, make sure you keep her detained, and buy me as much time as possible!"

"Got it, now scram." The woman took a handkerchief and carefully wiped her hands clean. That dirty stick made her hands grimy, which she found repulsive!

Seeing this, the maidservant, also afraid to encounter someone and cause more trouble, quickly supported Fan Hongshan and left the scene, taking the wooden stick with her before she left. Following the previously discussed plan, she locked Fan Hongshan away somewhere.

Both women acted swiftly, and seeing no one in the hallway, the woman wiped clean the bloodstains left on the ground from Fan Hongshan’s fall with the dirtied handkerchief, and composed herself as she slowly walked back to the banquet hall.

Passing by the bathroom, the woman casually entered, threw the handkerchief into the toilet, and with a flush, it disappeared without a trace.

After thoroughly washing her hands, upon returning to the banquet hall, who would suspect that she’d been up to mischief just over ten minutes earlier?

Elsewhere, Xie Jingzi looked around curiously and whispered to Third Sister-in-law, "Third Sister-in-law, why haven’t I seen Sister Fan?"

She and Third Sister-in-law had come upstairs together, and it was Third Brother who had brought Third Sister-in-law back, but Fan Hongshan was nowhere to be seen. Forty to fifty minutes had passed, perhaps?

"Hmm, maybe she went to find her husband?" Having talked to her so much earlier, Yan Jinsu felt that Fan Hongshan cared so much for her husband that she would surely have gone to inform Zhou Yilang as soon as she left her side.

"To find Cousin Lang?" Hearing this, Xie Jingzi was even more skeptical. She looked up and turned, just as Zhou Yilang and her husband re-entered the banquet hall.

"Hey, Third Sister-in-law, there’s Zhou Yilang himself. Obviously, Sister Fan isn’t with him~~" Xie Jingzi nudged Third Sister-in-law’s shoulder with a little force and gestured with her mouth for her to look in that direction.

The direction Xie Jingzi was pointing with her lifted chin was towards the group of big men who had just entered—

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