A charming widow in her 70s married a factory manager and raised his children.

Long-buried dreams seemed to be suddenly activated, and chaotic and beautiful images instantly filled my mind.

Lu Congyue's hand tightened instinctively, feeling the soft flesh filling the space between his fingers...

"Ugh..." Zhuang Qingxiang let out a low cry of pain and pushed away the man who was supporting her.

This man is made of iron.

It felt like hitting a wall of iron when I crashed into it. And his hands were made of iron clamps. My arm almost got snapped off just now.

"I'm sorry, I..."

Zhuang Qingxiang hurriedly apologized while backing away, then tripped and let out another exclamation.

Lu Congyue caught the woman who was falling backward in time and kicked away the broom that was in the way on the ground.

This time, he didn't hold onto her fleshy arm, but rather her waist.

Similarly, it only has flesh, no bones.

This was the first time he had ever touched a woman's waist. It was very similar to the one in his dream. He could measure it with just one hand and he could pinch it with both hands. Once he pinched it, the woman's waist would be unable to twist or escape.

The images in his dream were not only activated, but seemed to come alive, vividly and realistically presented in his hands...

Lu Congyue abruptly released his grip and turned to walk out.

When Zhuang Qingxiang steadied herself in a panic, she saw the face in the moonlight, her brows furrowed in disgust.

My anxiety, frustration, and fear reached their peak.

She's not clumsy; she was just afraid of being scolded by him, so she rushed to open the door, which caused the mess.

She was trying to do better, but it seems she messed it up!

Next time, next time she definitely won't close the door!

Ignoring her throbbing ankle, Zhuang Qingxiang chased after him, apologizing profusely.

"Director Lu, I'm so sorry. I tripped because I hadn't turned on the light. It really wasn't intentional. I'll definitely be more careful next time and won't make this mistake again!"

The moment he finished speaking, the man with the swift steps in front of him stopped.

Zhuang Qingxiang felt relieved, thinking that an apology should indeed be timely and sincere.

As a result, she heard a voice that was so cold it chilled her to the bone.

"Comrade Zhuang, I invited you here to take care of the children, not to take the opportunity to throw yourself into my arms!"

Zhuang Qingxiang was heartbroken.

She could almost guess Lu Congyue's next words: "Get out."

A baby's cry suddenly rang out.

Zhuang Qingxiang didn't give Lu Congyue a chance to tell him to "get lost" and turned to run into the house.

Lu Congyue, who originally wanted to throw Zhuang Qingxiang out the door, could only hold back.

The baby's cries seemed to be muffled, turning into soft moaning.

Lu Congyue immediately recalled the scene he had seen that day: a snow-white mass.

His anger grew stronger, so he didn't linger and went straight out the door.

In the dead of night, Lu Congyue emerged from the river, soaking wet, looking like a water ghost.

His face was even more gloomy than a ghost's.

This is the second time!

This was the second time soaking in cold water hadn't helped; his anger was so intense that he had to personally calm him down.

Lu Congyue loathed this kind of thing. Losing control was a disgrace to him, and he had great contempt for people who couldn't control themselves.

Thinking with one's lower body is the most disgusting thing, just like his father, who would see a pretty girl in the city and let his little head control his big head, abandoning his wife and children.

He wasn't like this before; he had strong self-control.

The change began a year ago. That night, he had a bizarre dream that was so vivid that when he woke up, he really thought something had happened and checked himself over thoroughly, including his bed and the room.

But nothing unusual was found during the examination, and the village chief, who had dined with him, showed no abnormalities whatsoever.

Lu Congyue even stayed an extra day, hoping to see if anyone would try to extort money from him, but no one did. Everything was normal, as if the dream never existed.

Will the image from his dream resurface and disturb him then, or will it haunt him after he falls asleep at night?

Lu Congyue was very angry with himself, but he quickly regained control and returned to normal.

Since Zhuang Qingxiang appeared, the situation has become somewhat worse, and Lu Congyue feels that this problem must be resolved as soon as possible.

The cool river water cleared his mind, allowing him to think clearly.

There is no doubt that Zhuang Qingxiang must move out!

After calming down, Lu Congyue came out of the river. Unable to go home, he decided to spend the night in his office.

Just as he was walking silently into the factory, strange noises came from the grove.

Lu Congyue paused, listened carefully, and confirmed that it was the sound of a pair of illicit lovers. His disgust intensified.

Having sex in the wild in the middle of the night is definitely illegal.

That's why he looks down on people who are driven by their lower bodies—because they don't want to be human.

He kicked a pebble and shouted, "Who's there?"

The sound stopped abruptly, followed by the sounds of hurried, frantic fleeing.

Lu Congyue gave a cold laugh, and only after the surroundings quieted down did he stride back.

When he got to the office, he hung his clothes on the hanger to dry, then sat in a chair and closed his eyes to rest, his mind filled with thoughts of how to get that woman out of there.

At this moment, Zhuang Qingxiang was preoccupied with finding a way to stay.

She was speechless. She was clearly trying to find a way to survive, but Director Lu misunderstood that she was looking for a man.

Good heavens, she really didn't have that idea.

Even if I had that thought, I wouldn't contact him, okay?

Zhuang Qingxiang was so worried that she couldn't sleep, because no matter how she looked at it, Director Lu wouldn't keep her any longer.

It was indeed inconvenient for her, a widow, and him, a single man.

Besides, Director Lu has a girlfriend; the woman who brought him food last time should be his girlfriend.

Her words were barbed and sarcastic, clearly indicating her dissatisfaction with having a wet nurse in the household.

Because she was at home, Director Lu couldn't keep his partner talking, so his tone was a bit harsh when he told his partner to leave.

correct!

Zhuang Qingxiang's eyes lit up.

Factory Director Lu has a girlfriend but still needs to hire a wet nurse to take care of the child, which means his girlfriend must not like the child and doesn't want to help take care of him.

Then Director Lu needs someone to take care of the child even more, so as not to affect his relationship with his partner.

She has value as long as the child needs her.

If you want to stay, you have to move out of this house and find another place to live.

Zhuang Qingxiang's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

She would never go back to live in Dongya Village. A woman with a child alone could not possibly deal with the hooligans and scoundrels in the neighborhood.

But the factory can!

The security personnel were very dedicated. Last time they let her former mother-in-law in, Director Lu scolded her, and they haven't let any unauthorized people in since.

As long as she can find a place to live near the factory, she can stay here with peace of mind.

The child adopted by Director Lu is only a month old, and she can take care of him until he is about two years old, which means she can live a peaceful life for one or two years.

The more Zhuang Qingxiang thought about it, the more reliable it seemed, and she barely slept all night.

The next day, she got up at dawn to make breakfast, quickly filling her own stomach and then feeding the child.

The two children were easy to take care of. After they were fed, watered, and had their diapers changed, they would chatter away. Little Qian Yue would obediently stand by the kang (a heated brick bed) and help her watch the children.

Zhuang Qingxiang patted Xiao Qianyue's head: "Yueyue, Mommy has to go out for a bit. You stay home and look after your two younger brothers. Mommy will be back in a little while."