Tyrant Son-in-law

It was rare for someone to admire Chu Tian's taste, moreover this person was his boss. Adding on his benefactor, Chu Tian's heart was filled with joy. He did not feel any hidden meaning from Hu Yiming's words.    

    

Hu Yiming... Well, as long as he was happy.    

    

"Can you secretly send me here? It's best if I don't disturb anyone." Hu Yiming showed the address of Zhuh Yang's house to Chu Tian.    

    

Chu Tian's face instantly became difficult, "All the people living here are the top people in Shang Jing, our Exquisite Wind Hall doesn't have the qualifications to go."    

    

Hu Yiming frowned. It seemed like he had to think of something else.    

    

Chu Tian saw Hu Yiming's expression change, he was afraid that Hu Yiming would feel that he was useless, so he quickly said, "But I have other ways to let you in, and we don't even know if anyone knows, but that is assuming you accept."    

    

"What method?" Hu Yiming asked in surprise.    

    

Half an hour later, in a garbage truck, Hu Yiming took two toilet paper and stuffed it into his nose. He stayed in the innermost part of the garbage truck, loaded with infrared detectors, and in front of him was a pile of garbage.    

    

If not for Hu Yiming's strong willpower, he would definitely faint due to the smell.    

    

When they arrived at the entrance of the residential complex, the security guard came over to check. He picked up a big fork and inserted it forcefully into the hole. Luckily, the soil was thick enough, otherwise, a few bloody holes would have appeared on Hu Yiming's body.    

    

After the security guards passed by, Hu Yiming guessed and slowly climbed out to see what was happening outside through the crack in the door.    

    

Speaking of which, it just so happened that this garbage truck was really shipping garbage for Zhu Family today. After arriving at the Zhu Family's backyard, Hu Yiming immediately found an opportunity to get off the truck.    

    

"Mr. Lin, what's wrong with you?" There was a servant in the backyard who found Hu Yiming. He didn't intentionally find Hu Yiming. The main reason was because Hu Yiming was too ugly, making people unable to ignore him.    

    

Hu Yiming smiled, "Don't fall into the fecal pit."    

    

"You'd better go and wash up." The servant said with a conflicted expression. He hurriedly lowered his head, hiding the disdain in his eyes.    

    

Hu Yiming also felt that he was too smelly. He looked in the direction of his bedroom and saw that the window was open, so he climbed into the bedroom.    

    

The servant gaped in astonishment. As expected of someone invited by the eldest miss, they really did not take the normal route.    

    

Zhuh Yang, who walked out of the room, happened to pass by Hu Yiming's room. Soon after, she smelled a scent coming from inside, as well as that rustling sound.    

    

Thinking that their Zhu Family had been stolen, she quietly opened the door to Hu Yiming's room, and her hands clenched into fists.    

    

At this moment, Hu Yiming had just taken off his clothes in the bathroom with his back facing Zhuh Yang.    

    

Zhuh Yang sniffed that smell and went forward without thinking to tie Hu Yiming's neck.    

    

Without any defense, Hu Yiming was immediately pressed down to the ground by Zhuh Yang. Countless fists charged towards Hu Yiming's face, so big that it was still unclear.    

    

Hu Yiming was also angry. He suddenly grabbed Zhuh Yang's wrist. First, he cleverly pressed down Zhuh Yang's acupoints, removing Zhuh Yang's strength. Then he flipped around and pressed Zhuh Yang's body against his.    

    

"Hu Yiming, it's you!" While she was struggling, Zhuh Yang asked with an astonished expression.    

    

Hu Yiming wanted to say something, but the wound on his mouth that had just been cut open by Zhuh Yang suddenly twitched. He sucked in a breath of cold air and looked at Zhuh Yang faintly, saying, "You're really good."    

    

"When did you come back? Why do you smell so bad?!" If not for his meridians being sealed by Hu Yiming, Hu Yiming would have already been opened.    

    

"I hid here in the garbage truck, how could it not smell!" Hu Yiming had a wonderful day.    

    

"Then can you let go of me? I have no interest in your bare body that is emitting stench." Zhuh Yang teased.    

    

Only then did Hu Yiming realize that he had just taken off his clothes. He was caught off guard and saw Zhuh Yang's snow-white body.    

    

Although this relationship was very awkward, it was very tempting for someone like him who had yet to experience anything.    

    

Soon after, Zhuh Yang felt that something was not right. The coldness in her eyes became more apparent. "What? Do you want a passion?"    

    

Hearing his words, Hu Yiming was a little dazed for a moment. Then he hurriedly stood up, picked up the towel and wrapped it around himself.    

    

Zhuh Yang had also recovered her strength. With her hands on her chest, she leaned against the door frame and looked down at Hu Yiming with interest. "Not bad, you're still a virgin. Your wife didn't satisfy you, right?"    

    

Hu Yiming's face instantly turned red: "Are you a woman or not? Get out of here quickly, I want to take a bath."    

    

Zhuh Yang put her hands down. Not only did she not go out, she even walked up to Hu Yiming amorously, step by step.    

    

She was already an absolute beauty, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she was a beauty that would bring disaster upon a woman. She lifted her slender finger and lightly poked Hu Yiming's chest, then drew circles on it.    

    

Ye Zichen looked at Hu Yiming charmingly.    

    

"Do you want to see if I'm a woman or not?" Zhuh Yang dragged her voice with an alluring charm.    

    

In this situation, as long as it was not a piece of wood, he would not be able to hold it back. Hu Yiming was no exception. His adam's apple moved and his little brother became excited.    

    

However, the image of Yue Yihan sitting in her bedroom reading a book suddenly appeared in his mind. Maybe she wasn't as seductive or passionate as Zhuh Yang.    

    

However, she was the one who Hu Yiming could not waver the most and the one who could not bear to hurt him the most.    

    

The lust in his eyes disappeared in an instant. He pressed Zhuh Yang's hand and coldly said, "Whether you are a woman or not has nothing to do with me."    

    

With that, Hu Yiming grabbed Zhuh Yang's wrist and threw her out of the room. Then he quickly locked the door and went to the bathroom to take a bath.    

    

Zhuh Yang, who had been thrown out, didn't have any business. The corner of her mouth curled up, and a trace of playfulness and praise flashed through her eyes.    

    

Zhuh Yang had once seduced a famous member of the Shang Jing Aristocrat Clan who was in love with her. Of course, the one Zhuh Yang liked was not the person in love with.    

    

But in the end, he was seduced by Zhuh Yang and submitted obediently. He had long forgotten who the person he liked was, but in the end nothing happened to them because Zhuh Yang had no interest in doing anything to a pretentious hypocrite.    

    

However, since then, this famous love began to think about Zhuh Yang's body all day long, and he couldn't even see Zhuh Yang once.    

    

The icy cold water washed over Hu Yiming's body. Hu Yiming was filled with disdain towards his previous infatuation. He was just short by a tiny bit and was about to let Yue Yihan down.    

    

Luckily, he managed to stop it in the end. He thought about how Hu Yiming would never allow this kind of thing to happen again, by the oath, while his hands were tightly clenched into fists.    

    

After changing his clothes, Hu Yiming was no longer as smelly as before, so he went out to find Grandpa Zhu.    

    

At this moment, Grandpa Zhu was in a deep slumber. He placed his hand on Grandpa Zhu's pulse, and his heart suddenly felt heavy.