My Silly, Sweet Wife

Ye Guichen came to Yun City to investigate his lineage and also to become Chen Ziran’s man. Naturally, he had to do something to help Chen Ziran control the Chen Group.

Very few people knew that Ye Guichen was actually the grand master of the Heavenly God Temple.

At the age of seventeen, Ye Guichen founded the Heavenly God Temple, largely to investigate his own lineage.

With only four or five years of development, the Heavenly God Temple had already achieved fame and intimidated all directions.

As the grand master of the Heavenly God Temple, though he could easily acquire the Chen Group by mere persuasion, Ye Guichen did not wish to do so.

To deal with the small Chen Group, Ye Guichen saw no need to use the power of the Heavenly God Temple.

When Ye Guichen mentioned Big Head, everyone fell silent.

After a long time, Zhao Erdan said, ”Brother Ye, this Big Head used to be a thug, ruthless and daring. Ever since he joined the Chen Group, he has become sworn brothers with Chen Longxiang, helping him clear many obstacles. I’m worried he won’t stop here. Seeing how skillful you are, surely you have someone backing you, right? Better have them step in, or this won’t end easily.”

Zhao Erdan had been in the underworld for many years. Seeing Ye Guichen’s prowess, he guessed there must be some expert backing him.

Otherwise, why would he dare reveal his intentions so quickly?

”It seems you’ve misunderstood. There’s no one backing me,” Ye Guichen shook his head.

Ye Guichen’s greatest reliance was himself.

Zhao Erdan’s smile became stiff: ”Brother Ye, this is no time for jokes. Don’t you take your own life seriously?”

If Ye Guichen really intended to confront Big Head alone and got killed by him, Zhao Erdan feared he too would be implicated. It wouldn’t just be about resigning from his security job; he might not even be able to stay in Yun City.

Just as Zhao Erdan was about to persuade him further, Sixie helped Big Head in.

Everyone closed their mouths in fear, not daring to speak.

”Oh, it’s quite lively in here.” Big Head felt uneasy, but seeing Ye Guichen casually sitting on the sofa, his face, initially prepared to show anger, quickly managed a smile: ”Brother Ye is here too? We only know each other after fighting; let me apologize to you, my name is Li Pingfan.”

After saying this, he bowed deeply to Ye Guichen, surprising Ye Guichen.

The other security guards were puzzled, unable to understand Big Head’s tactics.

However, thinking of Ye Guichen’s bravery, they felt relieved. If they continued to tangle, Big Head surely wouldn’t gain any benefit.

”What’s this, Big Head, aren’t you supposed to be resting in the hospital? Why are you back so soon?” As they say, don’t hit a smiling face, Ye Guichen responded with a smile.

Faced with such a minor character, Ye Guichen feared no tricks from him.

”Hehe, Brother Ye, I didn’t recognize your greatness before, but after you beat me up, I came to my senses. How about I host you at the bar tonight for a good time?”

”So nice? Beat you up and you still want to treat me?”

”Cough cough.” Big Head coughed violently twice, cursing Ye Guichen’s ancestors in his heart but continuing to flatter: ”Brother Ye sure knows how to joke.”

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Night Color Bar was the agreed meeting place between Big Head and Li Bao.

Big Head led Ye Guichen to the bar and into the second-floor office area.

As soon as they entered the office, the door was quickly shut from behind.

Big Head jumped away like a monkey, distancing himself from Ye Guichen. His previously subservient attitude vanished, replaced by excitement: ”Brother Leopard, I brought him.”

The room’s curtains were drawn, the light dim, creating a tense atmosphere, surrounded by a dozen men in suits.

Five meters across from Ye Guichen, someone sat with their back to him.

”Big Head, look at you. Getting all worked up over such a frail young man? I thought he had three heads and six arms.”

Li Bao slowly turned the chair around, and another person quickly stuffed a cigar into his mouth and lit it for him.