My Silly, Sweet Wife

Ye Guichen felt somewhat moved. How could he not understand this feeling?

From childhood to adulthood, Ye Guichen lived with his unreliable master, who nearly lost his life several times due to his crazy experiments.

At that time, Ye Guichen also felt like his world was collapsing.

Even now, with his own achievements, if something were to happen to his master, Ye Guichen would feel unable to accept it.

”Alright, since you’ve made your decision, I have nothing more to say.” Ye Guichen grinned and patted Shi Tou on the shoulder. ”From now on, call her Sister Xuan, got it?”

Shi Tou, understanding the gist, was shaken when Ye Guichen patted him, and hurriedly nodded. ”Mr. Ye, understood.”

As he spoke, Shi Tou parked the car, pointing at a black door ahead. ”Mr. Ye, it’s that one.”

The gate was tightly closed, not locked from the outside, and clearly, someone was still inside.

Ye Guichen nodded, just about to get out of the car when Li Ruoxuan stopped him. ”You’ve already helped me a lot. This is about my brother, Shi Tou and I can handle it.”

With that, she opened the car door and walked over.

Shi Tou was plainly skeptical of Li Ruoxuan and looked at Ye Guichen for confirmation.

Ye Guichen waved his hand. ”Go, I’ll be here in the car, nothing will happen.”

With Ye Guichen’s assurance, Shi Tou agreed and got out of the car too.

”Bang, bang, bang!” Li Ruoxuan knocked forcefully on the door.

After a while, a woman’s voice with a sobbing tone came from inside. ”Who’s there?”

”Damn it, who the hell is it?” As the woman’s voice trailed off, another rough voice rang out.

Footsteps followed.

Whoosh!

The gate was pulled open from inside.

The one who opened the door was a young man with a crew cut and earrings, who looked no more than twenty years old.

The young man initially wore a fierce expression, but seeing that the knocker was a beautiful woman, stunning in both figure and looks, he was taken aback.

”Hey, what’s going on, bringing yourself to my doorstep?” The young man, chewing gum, leered at Li Ruoxuan and teased.

This street had many massage parlors, and the young man was a frequent visitor. Sometimes, when the girls from the parlors couldn’t get clients, they would come door-to-door.

The young man clearly mistook Li Ruoxuan for one of those girls.

”Tsk tsk, a new one? Haven’t seen you before. Here to make an introduction to Brother Shan?” he said, reaching out to touch Li Ruoxuan’s chin.

Shi Tou took a step forward and kicked the young man in the stomach. ”Damn you, this is Sister Xuan, show some respect!”

Shi Tou was Black Panther’s confidant, and knowing Li Ruoxuan was Li Bao’s sister, he naturally had to protect her well.

Furthermore, judging by Ye Guichen’s attitude, it seemed he intended to mentor Li Ruoxuan too. How could Shi Tou allow anything to happen to her?

The young man, unprepared, stumbled from Shi Tou’s kick. He got up and grabbed an iron rod from behind the door. ”Damn it, how dare you hit me, looking to die?”

The young man threatened, ready to fight Shi Tou.

A middle-aged woman ran out from inside, hugging the young man’s waist and pleading through tears. ”Shanzi, Shanzi, stop! I beg you, don’t make more trouble!”

The young man, held back by the woman, cursed. ”Sis, let go! Damn it, I’m Brother Huang Mao’s guy, dare to hit me, you must be tired of living!”

The woman held tight, refusing to let go.

Li Ruoxuan, expressionless and unmoved, asked directly, ”Are you Cui Yi’s wife and brother-in-law?”

Cui Yi was the truck driver who hit Black Panther.

Hearing Cui Yi’s name, the woman and young man froze.

They eyed Li Ruoxuan warily. ”Who are you?”

It was clear they had admitted to it.

Li Ruoxuan didn’t respond but instead walked inside and told Shi Tou, ”Shi Tou, close the door.”

Shi Tou, unsure of Li Ruoxuan’s intent, glanced back at Ye Guichen in the van but still followed, closing the door behind him.

The young man swallowed hard, fear evident, and shook off the woman’s grip, shouting, ”Damn it, who are you? My brother-in-law is dead, what more do you want?”

”Yes, Cui Yi is dead, what do you want?” Clearly, the woman and young man mistook Li Ruoxuan and Shi Tou for debt collectors.

Li Ruoxuan, pale, her eyes chillingly murderous, coldly replied, ”Cui Yi hit my brother.”

”Your brother?” The young man’s pupils shrank, grabbing the woman and pushing her forward. ”Sis, I’m out of here.”

Before Li Ruoxuan could respond, he turned and ran, swiftly jumping the wall to escape.

”Damn it, Shanzi, damn it!” The woman cried loudly, trembling as she faced Li Ruoxuan. ”I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for this to happen. My husband lost his mind! It’s my fault for spoiling my brother too much. If not for my indulgence, this wouldn’t have happened!”

Plop!

The woman knelt before Li Ruoxuan. ”I truly didn’t mean it. Now my husband is dead too. Please, spare me!”

Li Ruoxuan clearly didn’t expect things to escalate this way.

Her lips pressed tightly, a hint of struggle in her eyes.

As a doctor, she understood human suffering profoundly, especially those in the lower strata of society.

Seeing the woman, Li Ruoxuan knew they weren’t to blame.

Nevertheless, she needed to find out who had ordered Cui Yi to target Li Bao.

”Don’t do this, I’m not here to cause trouble. I just want the truth.” She helped the woman up, her tone softening significantly. ”My brother didn’t die, but he’s ruined. As long as you tell me everything, I won’t make things difficult for you.”

The woman, stunned, stared at Li Ruoxuan. ”He didn’t die?”

”No,” Li Ruoxuan shook her head.

”How is that possible?” The woman was incredulous. ”I heard the car was smashed, how could he be alive?”

”That’s not your concern.” Li Ruoxuan’s voice turned cold again. ”If you don’t tell the truth, don’t blame me for being unkind.”

”Alright, alright, I’ll tell you everything.” The woman wiped her tears and recounted everything she knew.

In the end, she cried, ”Damn it, my husband died for nothing. I didn’t get a penny! We’re victims too, I swear I’m not lying!”

The woman wept hysterically, beating her chest, filled with deep regret and sorrow.