Helping Beautiful Women Become Stronger, I Have a Love System

52: Chapter 52 Rogue Zhao SanCao Kun’s spirits lifted!

So that was it!

Something was going to happen tonight!

Furthermore, the system explicitly mentioned a village hooligan, which meant there was a specific target.

He immediately sat up from the bed and began to calculate.

He now possessed the Mastery of Combat skill; dealing with a few ordinary hooligans shouldn’t be a problem.

The key was to appear at the right place at the right time. He couldn’t go too early and seem suspicious, nor could he go too late and let Tian Zhenxi be bullied.

”It looks like I won’t be sleeping tonight.”

However, Cao Kun was still a bit puzzled.

Tonight, at Tian Zhenxi’s house, there were people keeping watch over Ji Chaoqun’s coffin. How could anyone possibly try to harm Tian Zhenxi?

After thinking for a long time without figuring it out, Cao Kun simply stopped overthinking it.

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Zhao San was a notorious local ruffian and scoundrel in Zhao Family Village.

At thirty-six years old, he still spent his days idling about.

He was lazy to the bone, never touching field work, but his skills in petty theft and freeloading were honed to perfection.

The villagers would shake their heads at the mention of him, yet they didn’t dare offend him easily.

This kind of bachelor was the most difficult to deal with; if pushed too far, he was capable of anything.

He had been eyeing Tian Zhenxi for many years.

That woman, who still retained her charm, looked like she had stepped out of a painting in Zhao San’s eyes, even when she wore the simplest clothes.

He often pretended to pass by Tian Zhenxi’s front door just to catch a glimpse of her.

Sometimes, when Tian Zhenxi was hanging laundry in the yard, the section of fair waist revealed when she bent over could make him dream for an entire night.

But Tian Zhenxi had never given him a good look.

Every time he approached with a leering face to strike up a conversation, he was met with a cold response.

Back when Ji Chaoqun was still alive, Zhao San was somewhat wary.

Now, it was different.

Ji Chaoqun was dead, and Tian Zhenxi had become a true widow.

A widow without a man’s protection was, in Zhao San’s eyes, a piece of meat on a chopping board.

This thought made him so excited he couldn’t sleep all night.

Zhao San’s biggest hobby was watching Japanese adult DVDs he bought from the city; those widow scenarios made his blood boil.

He often fantasized that he was the male lead in the films, and Tian Zhenxi was that weak and helpless female lead.

”Damn it, I have to succeed this time.” Zhao San licked his dry lips and fished out a glass bottle from under the bed.

This was a potion he had bought from a thug the last time he went to the county town.

That thug had bragged about it as if it were divine, saying that with just a little bit, a person wouldn’t be able to handle it.

Zhao San had tried it once.

The effect was surprisingly good.

For tonight’s operation, Zhao San used the excuse of helping out in the afternoon to deliberately go to Tian Zhenxi’s house.

In reality, he was there to scout the place.

He knew the layout of Tian Zhenxi’s house clearly.

Five main rooms were connected in a row, and there was a separate east room at the eastern end.

During the funeral period, the younger generation keeping watch over the coffin were all in the main hall, while Tian Zhenxi slept alone in the east room.

He also knew that most village people didn’t lock their doors when they slept.

Especially during a funeral, with many people coming and going to help, locking up would be inconvenient.

At 2:30 AM, the entire Zhao Family Village fell into a deep sleep.

Zhao San began his move.

At the same time.

On the other side, Cao Kun had already been waiting in his car for over four hours.

Since Ji Guanghui was keeping watch at Tian Zhenxi’s house tonight, Cao Kun had managed to sneak out and get into his car. From there, he could see Tian Zhenxi’s house and could rush over immediately if anything happened.

The air conditioner hummed softly, and the temperature inside the car was comfortable, but he wasn’t the least bit sleepy.

He kept his eyes fixed on the dark courtyard gate of Tian Zhenxi’s house, hardly daring to blink.

Just as he was starting to doubt if the system had made a misjudgment, a dark shadow appeared.

The figure moved stealthily along the base of the wall. Upon reaching the outer wall of Tian Zhenxi’s yard, he looked around and then nimbly flipped inside.

The courtyard wall wasn’t high; an adult could get over it with a single push.

Cao Kun’s spirits lifted, and he gently opened the car door.

But he didn’t follow immediately; instead, he waited patiently.

The system mission required him to protect Tian Zhenxi from being bullied. He needed to ensure there was solid evidence, ideally catching the person in the act.

The village late at night was terrifyingly quiet, save for the occasional sound of a barking dog.

The one who had flipped into the yard was indeed Zhao San.

His heart pounded like a drum, filled with both excitement and nervousness.

A faint light was still on over in the main hall.

However, there was no sound at all; they had likely fallen asleep.

This made him feel even more at ease.

He tiptoed to the door of the east room, took a deep breath, and gently pushed the door.

As expected, the door wasn’t locked and opened silently, leaving a crack.

Zhao San slipped inside and pulled the door nearly shut behind him.

The room was pitch black; he could only vaguely see the outline of the bed and the bulge of the quilt on it.

He waited a moment for his eyes to adjust to the darkness before feeling his way to the bedside.

Tian Zhenxi was sleeping on her side, her breathing steady.

Even in her sleep, her brow was slightly furrowed, as if she found no peace even in her dreams.

Zhao San pulled a pre-prepared towel from his pocket, which was soaked with ’Obedience Water’.

Holding his breath, he suddenly covered Tian Zhenxi’s mouth and nose!

”Mmph!” Tian Zhenxi was startled awake and began to struggle violently.

But a woman’s strength was ultimately no match for a man’s.

Zhao San pinned her down firmly, counting the time in his head: ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds... after a minute, he felt Tian Zhenxi’s struggles gradually weaken.

He let go, and Tian Zhenxi slumped onto the bed, gasping for air.

Zhao San didn’t rush to the next step; instead, he did something unexpected.

He walked to the window, drew the thick curtains, and then with a ”click,” turned on the electric light in the room.

The dim yellow light instantly filled the entire room.

Tian Zhenxi lay on the bed, her eyes gradually becoming blurred.

An abnormal flush rose to her cheeks, and her breathing began to quicken.

The quilt that had been neatly covering her was kicked away unconsciously, revealing her plain pajamas.

Zhao San stood by the bed, greedily watching the scene before him.

Tian Zhenxi’s consciousness was clearly no longer sober.

She stared blankly at Zhao San. Her eyes lacked their usual wariness and disgust, showing instead a dazed longing.

Her hands began to restlessly tug at her lapel. Two buttons of her pajamas were pulled open, revealing a patch of snow-white skin.

”Hot... so hot...” Tian Zhenxi murmured unconsciously, and actually began to take off her clothes of her own accord.

Zhao San’s breathing grew heavy, and an extremely lecherous smile appeared on his face.

He looked at this woman who was usually cold as ice to him, now exposing such an unseemly state before him. A twisted sense of conquest welled up in his heart.

Under the light, Tian Zhenxi had already removed her top and was clumsily undoing the buttons of her pants.

Her eyes were hollow; she had absolutely no idea what she was doing, only instinctively wanting to rid herself of restraint.

And on Zhao San’s wretched face was a look of pure triumph.

Just as he was about to make his next move, a slight sound suddenly came from behind him.

”What do you think you’re doing?”

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