The Hou and Zhuo villas were always relatively close in distance. It was why Hou Jielun, who was returning from the hospital back home, saw a woman leaving the Zhuo villa once. It was then that he had gotten infatuated with Nuwa. He didn't know who she was and why she was there, but he had wanted to meet her at any cost.
"Yes! Bring that woman to me, Mom! She is beautiful and pretty! I want to sleep with her!"
By that point, Hou Huan had also heard of a woman frequenting the Zhuo villa and that the younger son, Zihan, was seen meeting a woman often. But since they were close with the Zhuo family, she knew that that woman was a sex worker, the choice of his son who they hated a lot.
"Jielun dear. I understand your feelings," she smiled warmly brushing her fingers through his hair. "But it seems like she has some connection with Zihan so-"
Jielun threw a plate so violently at the floor that beyond getting into some pieces, the plate had almost turned into dust.
