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

Lu Congyue wants to marry her!

Having seen and touched her, Lu Congyue felt he should take responsibility for her, and she could only marry him; otherwise, who else could she marry?

Jiang Weihai?

I still want to marry you.

His whole body was burning hot, and his breath was also burning hot when he spoke.

Zhuang Qingxiang kept her face buried in her hands, afraid to look up, lest she make an inappropriate sound.

She seems to deserve the scolding. What decent woman would covet a man's body like that? And after being touched by a complete stranger, she still acts coquettishly, without any shame?

Unable to get a reply from Zhuang Qingxiang, Lu Congyue forced her to look up, wanting her to give him a definite answer.

Forced into a corner, Zhuang Qingxiang turned her head, utterly embarrassed: "The child..."

Two toddlers were right beside him, their big eyes blinking. How could he do this?

Lu Congyue only saw her flushed face, her captivating eyes, her alluring charm yet shy like a young girl.

Lu Congyue's mouth was dry from the heat. He wasn't thinking about anything right now; he just wanted her to agree to marry him.

They can only consummate their marriage once she has recovered.

As for the children...

Do the two babies know what they're doing?

Lu Congyue swallowed hard and said softly, "I'll raise the child, and I'll raise you too. I can afford to support both of you. No one is more suitable to be your husband than me. Marry me, and I promise I'll protect you well from now on, and I'll never let you be in danger again, or get hurt again, okay?"

It's rare for him to lower himself to coax a woman.

Someone once told him that he would say such things to a woman, and he would think that person had been kicked in the head by a donkey.

But now, he only regrets that he doesn't have any tricks up his sleeve to get her to agree immediately.

Upon being proposed to again, Zhuang Qingxiang snapped out of her daze, her head clearing up. Although her body was still limp, she had managed to pull herself out of that whirlpool.

She turned her head to look at Lu Congyue.

He leaned very close, his eyes were bright, his body was hot, and his eyes were full of expectation.

Zhuang Qingxiang could tell that he meant what he said.

But did he truly want her body or did he truly want to marry her?

Zhuang Qingxiang thought of her mother again.

Although her mother had her as a burden, she was beautiful and wealthy, and her stepfather was sincere when he married her, but in the end…

I am not even as good as my mother.

Zhuang Qingxiang knew she was beautiful, otherwise she wouldn't have attracted scoundrels, and Lu Congyue wouldn't have proposed to marry her.

But apart from that, she has nothing else to offer.

Besides having no money, she also had two children to support.

Zhuang Qingxiang didn't want to ask any direct questions. They were both thirty-year-old men and women, and there was no need to ask many questions; they understood each other perfectly well.

"Director Lu, please give me some time to think about it. I'll definitely tell you the answer when I'm better," she said softly.

Lu Congyue's eyes shone even brighter.

She refused outright last time, but she's willing to consider it this time, so she'll definitely agree next time.

He was somewhat excited, his mind racing, considering what to buy her as a dowry, whether the wedding banquet should be held at home, in the canteen, or simply at the state-run restaurant in the county. And was the house too simple? They had many children; should the factory take care of them and provide them with a house with three or four rooms…?

After much thought, my mind was ultimately occupied by thoughts of our wedding night.

He glanced at the two babbling toddlers beside him.

It's in the way...

Should we hire another nanny to look after these three children, so as not to cause any trouble?

In just a few minutes, Lu Congyue had already shifted his thoughts from the bride price to the birth of his and Zhuang Qingxiang's child.

Is four children a lot? No, five is good too, he can afford to raise them.

"Director Lu, is the treatment over?" Zhuang Qingxiang asked again.

"Um……"

Lu Congyue stood up, withdrew his hand, put it behind his back, and twirled his fingers lightly.

If she's willing to get married, then he can treat her every day and, incidentally, deepen their relationship...

Because Sun Yongxian said she was feeling unwell, Zhuang Qingxiang had to ask Lu Congyue for treatment for three consecutive days. After each treatment, he would take advantage of Xiao Qianyue's absence to spend time with her and deepen their relationship. He would ask her every day how she had decided.

Zhuang Qingxiang was pushed too hard, and when Sun Yongxian came over, she was deeply moved.

Sun Yongxian: "What's wrong? Why are you crying? Did Factory Director Lu bully you?"

Zhuang Qingxiang: "..."

If it weren't for the fact that Sun Yongxian's eyes revealed her schadenfreude, she would have believed that Sun Yongxian was worried about her.

"Are you better now?" Zhuang Qingxiang asked tentatively.

"Alright, my Peiran is a miracle worker!" Sun Yongxian lied without batting an eye.

Actually, Shi Peiran felt that there was a problem between Sister Zhuang and Factory Director Lu, so he specially asked her to take these three days off to give the two of them more opportunities to spend time together.

Right now, Director Lu seems to be in high spirits and in a good mood, but something seems off about Sister Zhuang.

What started as a joke has now become serious.

"Sister Zhuang, did Factory Director Lu really bully you?"

"No..." Zhuang Qingxiang denied it outright.

She wasn't lying. Asking for marriage wasn't bullying, nor was treatment. What embarrassed her was that his treatment was too intimate. She felt that treatment through clothes or a towel was fine, but he always touched her skin directly with a serious expression.

On the first day, Zhuang Qingxiang felt embarrassed and shy, thinking she deserved to be drowned.

For three consecutive days, Zhuang Qingxiang came to a realization: she didn't dislike Lu Congyue's touch; his touch always brought her trembling and succumbing to pleasure, and she secretly enjoyed it.

Zhuang Qingxiang recalled overhearing several older women and aunts discussing the differences between young women and young wives without any restraint in her previous life.

They said that although she had just gotten married, she was still young. She wasn't a budding young woman who got married at twenty, but a mature woman who was already thirty and craving men.

She blushed and avoided those people, pretending she hadn't heard anything.

Now she seems to understand.

"Sister Zhuang? Sister Zhuang, what are you thinking about? Why is your face so red?"

Sun Yongxian's teasing voice rang out, and Zhuang Qingxiang shook her head, her face flushed: "It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered some things from the past."

"Huh?" Sun Yongxian raised an eyebrow. "Are you thinking about Factory Director Lu or your ex-boyfriend?"

Before Sun Yongxian could speak, she lowered her voice curiously and asked, "Sister Zhuang, what were your ex-husbands like? Were they good to you? Were they as strong as Factory Director Lu? What were things like in bed?"

Zhuang Qingxiang blushed instantly, her gaze darting around, afraid that someone would hear such explicit words.

"What nonsense are you asking? Stop messing around."

"Oh, we're all married women, what's there to be shy about? We're just chatting, tell me all about it!" Sun Yongxian was incredibly curious. "What qualities does that man have that you can't forget him?"

Zhuang Qingxiang had no experience discussing this topic with others, so she awkwardly avoided the subject.

But he couldn't resist Sun Yongxian's persistent questioning and finally managed to trick her into revealing the truth.

"What? You got pregnant on your first try, and then never had another one?"

Is this correct? Sun Yongxian had never been pregnant and didn't know much about this kind of thing, so she decided to go back and ask her husband.

However, one thing is definitely wrong.