TFWYH – Chapter 487 Playing a Vicious Punishment on the Grandson

As evening fell, the sunset sank below the horizon, and the river shimmered with rippling light.

Once the sun fully dipped into the water, the previously warm river breeze turned a little chilly.

Tang Wan was in good health and wasn’t afraid of the cold.

Seeing that Ling Yu had fallen asleep, she even added another thin blanket over him, wrapping her husband up snugly.

But when she woke up the next morning, she found that half of his blanket had somehow ended up covering her.

A warmth stirred in Tang Wan’s heart. She tucked the blanket back around him, then went to find the boatman to ask about the room.

They still had a long journey ahead—there was no way they could stay on the deck the whole time.

The boatman kept his word. “In half an hour, we’ll reach Meihua Town. At that time, two Class A rooms will open up. I’ve already reserved the best one for you.”

“Thank you!” As long as it was reserved, that was enough. She herself could endure hardship, but she couldn’t let her husband suffer.

“No need to thank me. When we reach Meihua Town, the ship will dock for half an hour. You can go take a stroll in town. The glutinous rice cakes there are famous—if you’re interested, you can buy some to satisfy your cravings.”

Faced with kind people and pleasant things, one naturally becomes a bit more patient and generous—this was only human nature.

The boatman was no exception and said a few extra words.

Tang Wan thanked him again before leaving.

Soon, the half hour arrived, and the ship docked.

Tang Wan immediately went with Ling Yu to find the boatman.

He led them to a room on the third floor, located in the middle, named “Xiangzhai.”

Tang Wan paid the additional fee.

Class A was truly Class A—the room was warmly and simply furnished, everything clean and tidy. Compared to below, it was like heaven and earth.

The only thing Tang Wan disliked was that this room happened to be right next to that prime minister’s grandson.

After tidying up, she went out to buy some glutinous rice cakes for her husband—and ran straight into him as soon as she stepped out.

Gu Chengwen stood there, fanning himself and striking poses, clearly thinking himself elegant and charming.

Tang Wan only glanced at him once before looking away and walking off.

Snubbed, Gu Chengwen’s expression darkened, but his competitive spirit was ignited.

He had lived in luxury since childhood—even princesses fawned over him.

Could he really not win over some random married woman?

Besides, he believed Tang Wan wasn’t as indifferent as she appeared. She was probably just holding back because her husband was around.

But now her husband wasn’t with her—wasn’t this the perfect opportunity?

Thinking this, Gu Chengwen snapped his fan shut and followed her.

Tang Wan noticed—but pretended not to, continuing on her way.

After disembarking, the dock was crowded with people.

Turning left and right, Tang Wan suddenly slipped into a small alley.

Seeing this, Gu Chengwen was delighted and quickly followed.

However, he soon realized—Tang Wan had disappeared.

Not only that, there was a faint fragrance in the air, something like sandalwood.

His head began to feel dizzy, and before long, he lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.

Only after he passed out did a small head pop out from the other side of the wall.

Who else could it be but Tang Wan?

She tossed away the calming incense in her hand, flipped over the wall, and stomped it out.

Then she took out a piece of charcoal she had somehow picked up and began drawing on Gu Chengwen’s face—on his left cheek, a turtle; on his right cheek, a pile of poop; above his lips, a ridiculous little mustache; and on his forehead, six crooked words:

“I am a big pervert!”

Looking at her handiwork, Tang Wan nodded in satisfaction. Then she flipped him over and continued writing on his back:

“I only like men, not women!”