Madam Zhang's proactive seduction of Zhong Lin was something he had long anticipated, and her purpose was self-evident, naturally concerned about Zhong Lin's mission to escort the three of them.
Her husband, considered their pillar, had suddenly fallen ill and died. Now only two weak women and a small child were left in their family. The previous betrayal by the steward had terrified her. Although Zhong Lin had promised to escort them for a stretch, she was still afraid that he might not be dedicated on the journey, so she resorted to this desperate measure, using her charms.
Although Zhong Lin understood Madam Zhang's intentions, he did not refuse, as this would only reassure Madam Zhang further. Why, after all, reject the meat that came willingly?
This Madam Zhang, despite having two children, with her daughter Lin Shihua at the budding age of eighteen, was herself merely thirty-two, at the height of her charms, ripe and mature.
A single word could describe her.
Lush.
