Normally, Shen Qingqiu was very self-conscious around any woman who Luo Binghe had touched. Forget voluntarily approaching them to cause them trouble, he avoided them like the plague. As for why he’d steeled himself and joined in on the fun this time, he had two reasons. The first was that the crying of the old couple at the foot of the mountain had been too heartbreaking to ignore as they bemoaned the plight of their only son, whose soul had practically been stolen away. The second was Madam Meiyin’s promiscuity. Outside of Luo Binghe, she had an uncountable number of husbands and lovers. Her
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