Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 179 - 174: Thanks to the Villain, I’m Still Alive
She secretly used her tongue to push it to the side of her teeth, but the drug dissolved easily and quickly melted. Even if she didn’t swallow, some trickled down her throat.
The plot was such that the drug’s effects would kick in after a quarter of an hour.
She didn’t need to open her eyes to know what the beast was doing next.
Undressing her!
She couldn’t bear it anymore.
The next moment, she opened her eyes, grabbed the porcelain pillow, and struck him on the back of the head with a "bang." Jiang Qiangsheng fell to the ground, motionless.
Lin Qiao didn’t care if he was dead or alive. She stood up and spit out the drug in her mouth, finishing with a rinse of tea.
She then opened the window. This was the second floor, and without looking, she knew it was a courtyard with high walls.
She didn’t know whether to be happy or to cry. Thanks to the villain, she knew there was a dog hole at the corner of the courtyard wall.
Even though the houses here were low, the second floor was still two to three meters high. Listening to the noisy sounds outside, Lin Qiao gritted her teeth, clung to the window, and jumped down. Her feet ached sharply.
Just like with the villain, there were dogs in the yard, barking ferociously at her. Fortunately, the vicious dogs were leashed during the day.
She didn’t have time to rest; she endured the pain and ran with all her might.
The barking alarmed the people in the brothel, and soon a few thugs ran out and saw the young widow running, "Stop!!"
If she weren’t escaping for her life, Lin Qiao would have rolled her eyes. Was she stupid to stop? To stand still and be taken back as a hostess?
Her mind wasn’t broken!
By this time, she had already crawled through the dog hole. She didn’t head for the main road because she couldn’t escape on the main road; the brothel was quite a distance from the town.
She jumped directly into the lake behind, holding her breath in silence.
By then, people from the brothel were already pursuing her. The Madam looked around but couldn’t see anyone, her voice filled with frustration, "We can’t let that young widow escape; if she escapes, it won’t be good, and we’ll suffer a great loss."
Lin Qiao, submerged, was already full of anger. When she escaped, she was going to burn the entire brothel down!
Just when she couldn’t hold her breath any longer, the people from the brothel went to search elsewhere. She emerged to take a few deep breaths, glanced around, and dived back into the water, swimming toward the opposite side.
On the opposite side was the town, where people gathered. Hearing the noisy sounds, she laid on the ground, catching her breath for a long time, not knowing whether it was an aphrodisiac or a sedative; she was feeling weak.
"Ah, who is that? Oh my god, someone’s dead, someone’s dead." Someone noticed her, and a shriek echoed.
Lin Qiao: "..."
Thanks to the villain, she wasn’t dead yet.
She finally understood why the dream of the villain escaping the brothel was so detailed—because it was left for her to survive.
She struggled to stand up, perhaps because her hair was wet, dripping and covering her face, scaring everyone around.
"A zombie!!"
Lin Qiao didn’t have time to bother with them. She needed to hurry home.
Niu Er and his father were in town buying things. Hearing about a dead person, they came to see the commotion, only to find that it was Widow Song, "Hey! Widow Song!! What happened to you? How did you end up in the water?"
Hearing his voice, Lin Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, encountering someone from the village.
Old Man Niu gave him a kick, "Quickly take off your clothes and cover Widow Song with them."
Niu Er hurriedly took off his clothes and covered Lin Qiao with them, then told the onlookers, "What are you staring at? Scram!"
Lin Qiao felt a bit hot, something was off; the aphrodisiac was starting to take effect, "Uncle Niu, could you please take me home? I’m feeling a bit unwell."
"Sure, we’ll take you home in a couple of days." Old Man Niu noticed her face looked bad and didn’t care about reputations. He had Niu Er carry Lin Qiao.
Niu Er was more than happy for such a good deed and bent over to carry her.
Old Zhou knew Lin Qiao wasn’t well, and without waiting for everyone to gather, he hurried the donkey cart back to the village.
Niu Er noticed Widow Song’s face turning increasingly red, unnaturally so. Just as he was about to reach out and touch, his father smacked him hard, "Behave yourself!"
Niu Er winced in pain, "I didn’t do anything. I was just checking if her face was too red and might burn!"
"You’re not a doctor; what can you check for!" Old Man Niu glared at him and then turned to Old Zhou ahead, "Old Zhou, can we go faster? Madam Tingfan’s face is very red; she might have caught a cold."
"Going faster." Old Zhou turned his head to glance at Lin Qiao clinging to him, concerned, and asked, "Madam Tingfan, are you okay?"
"Still... okay." Lin Qiao’s voice was a bit soft and weak.
They rushed back to the village, arriving in half an hour. Old Zhou took them straight to the Song Family and shouted anxiously inside, "Tingfan, come out quickly, your sister-in-law isn’t well."
Song Tingfan, who was cooking in the kitchen, dropped the spatula and ran out. Seeing his sister-in-law soaked through, he panicked for a moment, "Sister-in-law, what’s wrong?"
"Your sister-in-law fell into the water. Quickly take her inside. I’ll go call the doctor." Old Man Niu kicked Niu Er, and Niu Er immediately ran.
Hearing this, Song Tingfan lifted Lin Qiao, inadvertently touching her hand and finding it hot. He kicked open the door and placed Lin Qiao on the bed.
"Young uncle... hmm~... don’t call the doctor, hmm~ you~ go out, close the door, good, hmm~" Lin Qiao tried hard not to moan, but her words still came out breathless. She couldn’t see the villain’s reaction, pointing to the door for him to leave quickly.
The word "shame" flashed through her remaining consciousness.
The girl’s face was an unusual flush, her mouth panting slightly. Song Tingfan realized something, felt both angry and worried, and when he heard footsteps behind him, he quickly pulled the blanket over Lin Qiao.
Then he got up and blocked Song Qin and Song Rong, who were entering, outside the door, "Sister-in-law needs to rest. Do not disturb her."
"Grandpa, when the doctor comes, just tell him there’s no need to look. Sister-in-law will feel better after resting." With that, he locked the door firmly from inside.
Song Qin and Song Rong were perplexed. Song Qin knocked on the door and asked, "What’s wrong with your sister-in-law? Let the doctor check her out!"
"No need, sister-in-law says she just wants to rest! Grandma, I’ll take care of sister-in-law."
Turning around, Song Tingfan saw that the girl had already pulled open her collar, revealing snow-white skin. He hurried over, trying to stop her, "Sister-in-law, don’t, don’t take it off."
Just saying those words was Lin Qiao’s limit. By now, her consciousness was mostly lost. She just felt unbearably hot and clutched at something, feeling it was cool, the feeling made her face move closer to it.
Seeing Lin Qiao rub against his hand, Song Tingfan’s entire body stiffened, his face flushing a deep red. He came to his senses and held onto her restless hands, "D-d-don’t move."
"I want to." The girl’s voice was soft and coquettish, spellbinding.
"No, don’t..." Song Tingfan was already "frightened" by such a scene, but he still held her down, preventing her from moving.
Lin Qiao was uncomfortable, wriggling a few times, but unable to free her wrists from his grip. She looked up at the boy’s face and, feeling wronged and coquettish, said, "Song Tingfan, I’m hot, I want to take off my clothes."
