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"What the hell?"
"That bastard! How can a father be so vile, going after his own daughter-in-law?"
"Goddamn, who'd have thought Wei Wenwu, that son of a bitch, is worse than Chen Tianming! Fucking outrageous!"
"Piece of shit! A scumbag like that deserves to be clubbed to death!"
"What kind of asshole is this guy to be village secretary?"
The village office erupted into chaos, the crowd buzzing with outrage. Even those who'd been cozy with Wei Wenwu started inching away, their faces tight with disgust. It didn't take a genius to see it—Chen Tianming's downfall yesterday was Wei Wenwu's today.
"Secretary Wei, you sure didn't let Township Chief He down, huh?" Shen Lijuan said, her voice dripping with sarcasm, her confidence surging. "I'm reporting this to He Jingwen right now!" She felt a rush of satisfaction—this mess was finally settled.
That Little Long, though, what a clever bastard. In just a few moves, he'd brought Wei Wenwu to his knees. That brain of his was sharper than a knife.
Truth be told, Shen Lijuan had already called He Jingwen before heading to the village office. This was too big to sit on. As the women's director, she had a duty to protect the women of the village, and she wasn't about to slack off.
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Meanwhile, Long Gen wasn't twiddling his thumbs. He'd headed down to the riverbank, stripped off his sweaty shirt, and dunked himself in the cool water, letting the current wash away the day's heat. His lean, muscled body glistened under the sun, droplets sliding down his chiseled abs as he shook out his hair. Feeling refreshed, he made his way to Chen Xianglian's place. He wasn't worried about Shen Lijuan—with the help he'd given her, if she couldn't topple Wei Wenwu, she didn't deserve to breathe.
"Huh? Nobody home?" Long Gen squinted at Chen Xianglian's house, the door bolted tight, not a soul in sight. "It's too damn hot to be working the fields, so where the hell is she?"
Whatever, if she wasn't there, she wasn't there. He shrugged, his mind already drifting to bigger plans. With Wei Wenwu out of the picture, He Jingwen would probably show up tomorrow at the latest. He needed a way to get her into bed. Just thinking about her—those long legs, that tight ass, those full tits—made his cock twitch, a restless itch crawling under his skin like ants.
With Wei Wenwu done for, the next step was getting Aunt Shen Lijuan into the village secretary seat. He'd teach her some tricks to make the village rich, too. Oh, and it was time to check on Xiaofang in town—it had been over ten days, and he missed her sweet little body. And Chen Ke, that slutty minx, was due for a visit. Chen Li's wife, too—fuck, that woman knew some wild moves. Long Gen grinned wickedly, chuckling to himself as he headed toward the village store.
The store was a hive of activity, a noisy crowd gathered outside, their voices overlapping in a heated clamor. Long Gen's curiosity piqued, and he pushed his way to the front.
"Shen Lijuan, what gives you the right to lock up my dad in the village office? You're just the women's director—what kind of official are you? My dad's the fucking village secretary!" Niu Da bellowed, fresh from dropping off Li Dong. He'd planned to report to his father, but two burly guys were guarding the office door, refusing to let him in.
Furious, he'd tracked down Shen Lijuan, his face red, teeth bared like he was ready to tear her apart.
Shen Lijuan raised an eyebrow, a flicker of pity crossing her face. Poor Niu Da—his own father had tried to fuck his wife, and he was still clueless. What kind of man was he?
"Niu Da, just go home," She said calmly. "Ask your wife, Yingzi, and you'll get the whole story."
Li Sanshui, standing nearby, frowned and shoved Niu Da back. "Go on, get outta here."
Niu Da bristled, his temper flaring. "Why the hell should I leave? No way! I'm getting my dad out today, or I'll report you to the town authorities!"
"Niu Da, quit making a scene," Li Sanchou snapped, his face sour. He'd just been elected village chief, thanks to Wei Wenwu's recommendation, and now, not even a day later, Wei Wenwu was in deep shit. How was that supposed to reflect on him? Niu Da's tantrum wasn't helping, and Li Sanchou's tone turned sharp.
"Uncle Sanchou, what's your deal? My dad's locked up, and you're not helping? He's the one who got you the village chief job, and now you're turning on him?" Niu Da, simple-minded as ever, didn't catch the bigger picture.
"Listen or don't, I don't care!" Li Sanchou exploded, pointing at him. "You dumbass, your wife was nearly fucked by your own dad, and you're still defending him? What kind of father is that? Get lost!"
"What?"
Niu Da froze, his jaw dropping, eyes wide with shock. His wife… fucked by his dad? No way…
"Move!" He shoved through the crowd and bolted toward home, his heavy footsteps fading into the distance.
Shen Lijuan shook her head, a heavy sigh escaping her lips. What a mess. Wei Wenwu hadn't just ruined himself—he'd dragged his whole family down with him. How were his kids supposed to face the village now?
"Alright, everyone, break it up," She called out. "We'll deal with this when Township Chief He arrives. Brother Sanshui, keep an eye on Wei Wenwu. Make sure he gets three meals a day until He Jingwen gets here, and have those two guys guard him tight."
"Everyone else, go home. Do what you gotta do."
The crowd dispersed slowly, their whispers and pointed glances lingering as they gossiped about Wei Wenwu's scandal. Shen Lijuan rubbed her temples, exhaustion settling in, and headed back to the store.
Long Gen had beaten her there, already lounging inside, cracking sunflower seeds and spitting the shells onto the floor. His shirt was unbuttoned, revealing his tanned, muscular chest, and he grinned at her, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
"What's wrong, Aunt? Wei Wenwu's done for, and you're still moping? You just scored a big win."
Shen Lijuan's expression remained grim, her brows knitted tightly, her full lips pursed as if she wanted to say something but couldn't find the words.
"Sis, what's up? Spill it. You look like hell, and it's just us here," Shen Lihong piped up, her voice tinged with concern. By all accounts, with Wei Wenwu out, her sister was next in line for village secretary. She'd earned major points with the township chief, so why the long face?
Shen Lijuan let out a long sigh, pulling up a stool and sinking onto it, her shoulders slumped. "God, what was Wei Wenwu thinking? Going after his own daughter-in-law? Is he even human?"
Long Gen chuckled, leaning back with a smug grin. "Aunt, you're getting all sentimental, huh? What, feeling sorry for Wei Wenwu?"
Humans were greedy creatures, he thought. Get a buck, you want two. Fuck your own wife, get bored, and start eyeing someone else's. Pretty standard shit, if you asked him.
"Come on, Aunt, lighten up. If men didn't think with their dicks, how would the brothels stay in business? It's just personal needs."
Smack!
Shen Lijuan rolled her eyes and smacked him upside the head, her voice sharp. "You little brat, don't act all high and mighty. Wei Wenwu's a creep, but you're no saint either. How many girls and wives have you fucked over? And don't even start with Wang Limei—you climbed into her bed, too! Hmph!"
The mention of Wang Limei made her blood boil. If that woman hadn't been obsessed with Long Gen's cock, would she have come forward to accuse Wei Wenwu? Who'd have guessed the village idiot was banging half the women in town behind everyone's backs?
"Aunt, that's not fair!" Long Gen's face turned serious, though his eyes still danced with amusement. "Let's be real—put your hand on your heart and tell me, didn't you climb into my bed first?"
"And Aunt Lihong only fucked me to get pregnant, right? How's that my fault? I'm just helping out, easing your… urgent needs out of the goodness of my heart. And you're giving me shit for it? Where's the gratitude?"
"Pfft!" Shen Lijuan's face flushed crimson, and she spat in mock disgust. That cocky little bastard—getting laid and acting like the victim! If he hadn't seduced her, would she have ended up in his bed? And now he had the nerve to turn it around on her. Fucking infuriating!
But thinking back, her cheeks burned hotter, like they were on fire. That massive cock of his was damn satisfying—made those sleepless, restless nights a thing of the past.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
A sharp burst of car horns cut through the air outside the store. Long Gen glanced out and broke into a wide grin. "Well, look at that—He Jingwen's car. Left this morning, and she's back before dusk."
"He Jingwen's here," Shen Lijuan said, snapping out of her thoughts and hurrying outside.
Long Gen followed close behind, his eyes locked on He Jingwen's car as it pulled up. The township chief stepped out, her face a storm of fury, her tight blouse straining against her heaving chest, her skirt hugging her long, shapely legs. Her sharp features were twisted in anger, her dark hair pulled back in a no-nonsense bun, making her look both authoritative and sexy as hell.
"That damn Wei Wenwu! I trusted him, and he pulled this shit? Un-fucking-believable! I'm stripping him of his post today!" He Jingwen fumed, slamming the car door. "Lijuan, call a village meeting now. Get all the witnesses there. I wanna see what kind of animal this bastard is!"
Shen Lijuan nodded quickly, turning to rally the villagers. He Jingwen drove straight to the village office, her car kicking up dust. Long Gen noticed Li Dong wasn't with her, which made him smirk—less competition.
Leaning against the store's doorway, Long Gen's eyes lingered on He Jingwen's bouncing tits as she stormed off, his cock stirring at the memory of how soft they'd felt in his hands. "Wei Wenwu, you dumb fuck," He muttered, chuckling. "One day as village secretary, and you're done. Thinking you could fuck my women? Keep dreaming."
Any woman Long Gen had fucked was his—and anyone who tried to poach them was begging for trouble.
Before heading to the store, Long Gen had made a quick detour to Chen Xianglian's place, hoping to catch her home. When he found the house empty, he decided to kill time by the riverbank, but his cock was already hard from thinking about He Jingwen. On his way back, he spotted Chen Ke, Chen Li's wife, hanging laundry in her yard, her curvy body bent over, her ass straining against her tight shorts. Her loose top gaped, giving him a clear view of her heavy, swaying tits, barely contained by a flimsy bra.
"Ke, you alone?" Long Gen called out, sauntering over, his voice low and suggestive.
Chen Ke straightened up, brushing a strand of hair from her sweaty face, her lips curling into a sly smile. "Little Long, you sneaky bastard. What do you want?" Her eyes flicked to the bulge in his pants, and she licked her lips, already knowing the answer.
"Missed you, that's all," He said, stepping close, his hand brushing her hip. The heat of her body and the scent of her sweat drove him wild. "Li out in the fields?"
"Yeah, won't be back for hours," She purred, pressing her tits against his chest, her nipples hardening through her thin top.
That was all Long Gen needed. He grabbed her ass, pulling her against his rock-hard cock, and crashed his lips onto hers, his tongue invading her mouth. She moaned, her hands fumbling with his belt, desperate to free his massive shaft. They stumbled into the house, barely making it to the bedroom before he shoved her onto the bed, yanking her shorts and panties down in one motion.
"Fuck, you're soaked already," He growled, spreading her thighs to reveal her glistening pussy, pink and swollen, dripping with need. He dove in, his tongue lapping at her clit, sucking hard while she squirmed, her hands gripping his hair.
"Oh, Little Long… fuck, don't stop!" Chen Ke gasped, her hips bucking against his face, her juices coating his chin. He slid two fingers inside her, curling them to hit her sweet spot, pumping fast as she screamed, her body trembling.
Satisfied she was ready, Long Gen stood, dropping his pants to reveal his thick, veiny cock, throbbing with intent. He flipped her onto her stomach, pulling her ass up, and slammed into her, filling her tight pussy in one brutal thrust. Chen Ke cried out, her hands clutching the sheets as he fucked her hard, his hips slapping against her ass, the bed creaking under their weight.
"Take it, you slut," He grunted, grabbing her hair and pulling her head back, his other hand smacking her ass, leaving red handprints. Her pussy clenched around him, milking his cock as she moaned like a whore, begging for more.
"Harder… fuck me harder, Little Long!" She screamed, pushing back against him, her tits bouncing wildly. Long Gen obliged, pounding her relentlessly, his balls tightening as her pussy gripped him like a vice.
"Cum for me," Je snarled, reaching around to rub her clit. Chen Ke's body seized, her orgasm hitting like a freight train, her pussy spasming as she screamed his name. Long Gen followed, his cock pulsing as he unloaded deep inside her, thick ropes of cum flooding her womb.
He pulled out, watching his seed drip from her swollen pussy, smirking as she collapsed, panting, her body slick with sweat. "Don't tell Li," He said, zipping up. "And keep that mouth shut about me."
Chen Ke nodded weakly, still catching her breath, as Long Gen slipped out, heading to the store with a satisfied grin.
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