The Delicate Darling with Her Rough Man

Chapter 307: Chapter 303: We Will Be Back

Gu Jiaojiao was dying of curiosity and desperately wanted to see what was happening, but Leng Yuan thought the scene was a bit too bloody. Worried his wife would have nightmares, he wouldn’t let her look.

Gu Jiaojiao: ...

’I want to see!’

Gu Jiaojiao reached out and pinched his waist. She felt his body instantly go rigid, and only then could she easily pry his hand away.

Gu Jiaojiao let out a triumphant smile.

She had discovered this by accident. His waist was especially sensitive; every time she touched it, Leng Yuan would instantly tense up.

After the pinch, Gu Jiaojiao turned her face away, not daring to meet his increasingly dangerous gaze. She acted so fearlessly only because they were out in public, banking on the fact that he wouldn’t dare do anything to her here.

With Leng Yuan no longer blocking her view, Gu Jiaojiao finally got a clear look at the ”battle” and was instantly rendered speechless.

Old Nine had already passed out and was lying on the ground, barely breathing.

His two underlings had apparently gotten carried away arguing and were now cursing up a storm at Lu Yuanbin.

Lu Yuanbin was even less polite in return.

Every time they offended him, he would give Old Nine a vicious stomp.

Gu Jiaojiao was genuinely afraid he might kill the man.

She couldn’t help but call out a quiet reminder.

”Aren’t you going to take your boss to the hospital? You’re still just standing here arguing?”

If they didn’t take Old Nine to the hospital soon, Gu Jiaojiao would have suspected the two were spies sent by an enemy.

However, she was sure they weren’t.

Lu Yuanbin’s judgment couldn’t be so poor that he’d recruit such idiotic underlings.

Startled by Gu Jiaojiao’s reminder, the two underlings immediately looked down and saw that their Mr. Jiu had passed out.

They panicked on the spot.

”Boss, wake up!”

Gu Jiaojiao: ...

’Heh, heh!’

’The man has already passed out. What’s the point of waking him up now? Are they planning on treating him right here on the spot?’

The two of them called out several times but couldn’t wake him. Finally remembering Gu Jiaojiao’s earlier reminder, they quickly lifted their Mr. Jiu.

Before leaving, they didn’t forget to deliver a threat.

”You just wait! We’ll be back!”

Lu Yuanbin’s expression darkened.

The two underlings were terrified. Hoisting the man up, they scurried away.

Lu Yuanbin was fierce toward outsiders, but when he turned back around, he was scratching his head with a goofy grin, looking quite simple and honest.

Leng Yuan couldn’t be bothered to look at his foolish expression.

”Remember to come over for dinner early tomorrow.”

Only then did Lu Yuanbin remember the hens he had just bought. He grunted in acknowledgment and hurried off.

Luckily, the vendor selling the chickens hadn’t left yet.

He had promptly hidden himself when the fight broke out.

He only dared to come out when Lu Yuanbin came back looking for him.

Both chickens were alive. The vendor tied their feet with a rope and handed them to Lu Yuanbin.

There was also a large bag of eggs.

In these times, things like these were real treasures.

Leng Yuan watched Lu Yuanbin leave, paying him no further mind. Instead, he took his wife’s hand and they left.

Gu Jiaojiao was still a little surprised. She never expected the black market’s Third Master to be Leng Yuan’s subordinate.

A thought suddenly struck her. ”So, was he the one who helped sell my facial soap?”

Leng Yuan nodded.

”Mhm. From now on, you can give him anything you need to sell.”

’This means I can move forward with my medicinal pills,’ Gu Jiaojiao thought.

But she looked at him curiously, her face full of doubt.

”So, what’s your involvement in all this?”

Leng Yuan fell silent.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to tell Gu Jiaojiao, but that he didn’t know how.

When he was a child, his father had already started taking him hunting in the mountains and would also bring him to the County Town to sell their game.

Such activities were not allowed.

But to survive, they had no other choice.

Leng Yuan’s childhood hadn’t been a happy one. Back then, when his family branch split off, his father didn’t have a single penny. The money to build their house was all borrowed.

And his mother’s health had been damaged after giving birth to him, so she often needed medicine.

Even with the income from hunting, he often went hungry as a child.

Only after a long time did their lives get a little better.

As for the matter of the black market, he had promised that person he wouldn’t speak of it.

”Jiaojiao, someday, I’ll take you to meet the senior who helped me.”