Chapter 11 You Are My Poison

The moment Zhang Yanhong first laid eyes on Chen Dong, she was captivated by him.

She felt an indescribable sensation emanating from Chen Dong, like a poison that she obsessively craved, involuntarily developing a fondness for him that altered her usual demeanor.

Chen Dong had an ineffable masculinity about him that deeply attracted her. It was a type of masculinity Zhang Yanhong had never seen in other men, one that seemed naturally fatal to women heavy with yin energy.

If there hadn't been other people around, Zhang Yanhong would have loved to get even closer to Chen Dong.

Chen Dong scrutinized Zhang Yanhong closely—her looks, her figure, all very impressive. At thirty, she was ripe and full, mature all over; such a woman could truly be the death of a man. "The first condition, no problem at all."

"Hong Dalai can be handed over to you."

At that point, Chen Dong paused.

Zhang Yanhong tensed up; her first condition wasn't important, the second condition was critical.

Chen Dong continued, "As for the second condition."

"I agree to it too."

"I can help you get pregnant."

Zhang Yanhong smiled contentedly; sure enough, no man could resist her. First, she had someone take Hong Dalai away for a lesson, then had someone take Wu Meiling's child. "Let's go to my bedroom."

"Once it's done, I naturally will give you Wu Meiling's child."

Chen Dong silently nodded his head, following Zhang Yanhong into the villa.

The two arrived in the bedroom.

Zhang Yanhong removed her coat, took down her hairpin, and her beautiful, supple long hair cascaded down. Her black tight sweater outlined her shapely figure, and with a lustful gaze, she looked at Chen Dong eagerly, "Hehe, a single night in spring is worth a thousand gold; let's start quickly."

"I'll help you undress."

Zhang Yanhong said as she stepped in front of Chen Dong, her fair hands reaching for the buttons on the front of his shirt.

In the blink of an eye, half of the buttons on Chen Dong's shirt were undone.

Under the light, they shone brilliantly, giving off a metallic luster, the well-proportioned muscles making Zhang Yanhong gulp.

Chen Dong examined Zhang Yanhong closely.

Indeed, Zhang Yanhong was quite a charming woman, dignified and gentle without losing any seductiveness.

But Chen Dong felt no attraction towards Zhang Yanhong; what others couldn't see, he had noticed at a glance. The reason Zhang Yanhong had been unable to get pregnant was greatly due to her overly liberal youth and promiscuous past.

"Snap!"

Just as Zhang Yanhong unfastened the last button on Chen Dong's shirt, Chen Dong grasped her hand.

Zhang Yanhong's face changed, displeasure appearing in her eyes, "Are you backing out?"

Chen Dong smiled faintly, "Under the broad daylight, seducing a man so boldly, aren't you afraid your husband will come after you?"

Zhang Yanhong scoffed, her mouth twitching dismissively, "Hmph, if he were capable of getting me pregnant, of course, I wouldn't."

"Too bad the man is useless."

"Then it's not my fault."

Chen Dong continued, "I have a method that will let you conceive your husband's child."

Zhang Yanhong's eyebrows furrowed slightly, she hesitated inwardly. If it indeed allowed her to get pregnant by her husband, that would have been ideal. But, having tried every renowned doctor, professor, and scholar in pursuit of pregnancy with no results, she took the risky step.

Chen Dong's next words dispelled Zhang Yanhong's hesitation, "If my method fails to work."

"Then, I'll use your method to help you conceive."

Zhang Yanhong agreed, "Alright, let's first try your method. If it doesn't work, hehe, then you will have to offer yourself."

Chen Dong pointed to the bed, "Take off your clothes."

"Lie down."

Zhang Yanhong showed no sign of shyness. She quickly stripped down to her black lace bra and panties, threw them on a chair, and lay on the bed, "Start then, I am very curious what your method is."

Chen Dong's gaze swept over Zhang Yanhong's body, her skin moist and well-maintained. He stretched out his hand and placed it on Zhang Yanhong's abdomen.

Zhang Yanhong immediately felt a flow of air spraying from Chen Dong's palm into her abdomen through her pores.

Very quickly.

Zhang Yanhong felt a warm current below her navel, a comfortable sensation she couldn't describe; it seemed her previous gynecological diseases were showing signs of recovery, "My body feels so comfortable, and my previous illnesses have improved."

"I had no idea you knew medical skills."

Chen Dong's hands continued their kneading movements.

He was using ancient medical skills to massage and circulate the energy flow, combined with Dragon Phoenix Divine Technique, to heal the hidden injuries deep within Zhang Yanhong's lower abdomen.

Bang!

The bedroom door was kicked open.

A man with a vicious look and eyes nearly spitting fire, balding in middle age, charged in, "Good gracious, Zhang Yanhong, to think you'd sneak around with another man behind my back."

"And even brought this pretty boy home. Had it not been for the maid informing me, I would still be in the dark."

"You slut, daring to make me a cuckold, and this little pretty boy, living off women under my, Ren Quan's, nose. You adulterous pair, I'll kill you both."