However, faced with Jingjing's persistent advances, calculated seduction, and a mix of coaxing and threats, Zhao Rong finally relented. He sighed, looking at her.
"Since you're so insistent, fine. I'll play the part of Ximen… just this once."
Seeing that Zhao Rong had finally agreed, Jingjing smiled seductively. "Ximen my love, your Jinlian is here..."
Just as Zhao Rong and Jingjing were about to get into bed, the bedroom door was suddenly kicked open. The principal's wife stormed in, brandishing a feather duster. When she saw Zhao Rong on the bed with her daughter, she immediately swung the duster and screamed, "You little security guard! I brought you here because I thought you were a Divine Doctor, someone who could cure my daughter! How dare you get into bed with her?"
With that, she lunged forward in the blink of an eye, bringing the feather duster down hard on Zhao Rong's backside. Caught completely off guard, Zhao Rong yelped and shot up from the force of the blow.
