My Silly, Sweet Wife

Li Bao took a drag of his cigarette and looked at Ye Guichen: ”I really didn’t expect Chen Ziran, a woman like that, to have such a ridiculously uncool fiancé like you. So, if you don’t want to suffer, here’s an opportunity: call Chen Ziran and ask her to bring money to ransom you.”

”Yeah, hurry up.” Big Head quickly chimed in.

Using Ye Guichen to lure Chen Ziran here, then neither Ye Guichen nor Chen Ziran would be anything but lambs ready for slaughter, completely at their disposal.

Ye Guichen grinned.

When Big Head brought him to the bar, Ye Guichen had already sensed something was wrong, but he didn’t care.

”Big Head, is this pretentious guy your backer?” Ye Guichen ignored Li Bao’s words and glanced at Big Head.

”Damn! Kid, you’re seeking death! This is Brother Leopard, our famous Brother Leopard in Yun City, and you dare speak so boldly!”

Big Head didn’t expect Ye Guichen to act so recklessly even in this situation.

”Brother Leopard, you’ve seen it yourself. This kid is asking for it, daring to insult you. We need to teach him a lesson so he knows your power.” Big Head added fuel to the fire.

Brother Leopard’s scar twitched twice, he sized up Ye Guichen and gently waved his hand, stepping in front of Ye Guichen: ”You’re not afraid of dying?”

”Afraid, of course I’m afraid, but you’re sick.”

Ye Guichen suddenly blurted this out, startling Big Head and confusing everyone else.

Does this guy want to die faster?

Does he really think Li Bao won’t kill him?

Li Bao was stunned too, his smile freezing completely. He initially wanted to threaten, but now realized this guy needs a lesson to understand he’s seeking death.

”Haha, kid, you’ve got guts!” Li Bao stuck out his thumb at Ye Guichen, ”I wanna see just how gutsy you are.”

Woosh.

The men in black rushed forward, each drawing their huge machetes, looking imposing.

This group was nothing like Big Head’s security guards, clearly experienced in murder and arson.

”Kid, what should I cut off first, an arm, or a leg?” Li Bao sneered.

Ye Guichen glanced at the men around him and shook his head: ”Sigh, there are always so many conceited people in the world. I said you’re sick, yet you don’t believe it.”

”Fuck! Kill him!” No matter how hard Li Bao tried to seem patient, being repeatedly called sick drove him to flick his cigarette butt on the ground and shout angrily.

The men raised their machetes and rushed towards Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen acted as if the men were air, continued speaking: ”You’ve gone three days and nights without sleep and still manage to maintain an erection, spending two hours each time without feeling any pleasure.”

”Boom!” His words echoed like thunder.

The grim smile on Li Bao’s face suddenly vanished as if he had swallowed a fly.

He couldn’t stop shaking: ”Stop!”

Li Bao rushed up to Ye Guichen.

The men who were fierce moments ago stood stunned with their machetes raised.

What’s going on?

Why is Brother Leopard so agitated?

Could what this guy said be true?

Li Bao stared at Ye Guichen, seemingly trying to find clues from Ye Guichen’s eyes. Ye Guichen’s eyes were like deep ancient wells, motionless.

”You... how do you know?” Li Bao’s voice trembled.