My Silly, Sweet Wife

Three tables were set up outside Jixiang Noodle House, each with seven or eight people, making the place look quite lively.

Many people on the street selling snacks glanced over, puzzled as to why the usually quiet noodle house was suddenly so bustling.

The small boss named Mao Xuewang peeked into the noodle house, seeing Li Xiaoqin busy, and after hesitating for a moment, he went over: ”What’s going on? Why are there so many customers today?”

Li Xiaoqin had never served so many customers before. She didn’t even have time to lift her head and responded casually: ”Oh, they’re my husband Old Zhao’s colleagues.”

”Colleagues?” Mao Xuewang was stunned.

Everyone knew Zhao Erdan was a security guard, but they never thought Zhao Erdan was so well-connected, inviting over twenty colleagues all at once.

And looking at them, they all seemed very polite.

”His wife, looks like Old Zhao is doing well; do you still need to work so hard?” Mao Xuewang said enviously.

With so many colleagues coming to support him, it must be because he has great connections. Who would come and eat this average-tasting noodle otherwise?

Hearing this, Li Xiaoqin finally looked up and smiled: ”Old Zhao is lucky to have met a good boss.”

”Boss?” Mao Xuewang found it odd, ”Rich people pretending to be kind, no matter how good the boss is, how good can they be?”

Grumbling, Mao Xuewang thought of the incident with Huang Mao and couldn’t help but ask: ”Huang Mao is Brother Gang’s man. Your customer hit Huang Mao. It was satisfying for a moment, but if Brother Gang comes, he’ll smash this noodle house. His wife, have you thought about what to do?”

At the mention of Brother Gang, the relaxed smile on Li Xiaoqin’s face froze.

She knew very well Brother Gang was not someone to be trifled with in the nearby streets.

She had heard that a small boss was beaten up just for cursing at Brother Gang, with a broken leg as a consequence.

”I, I don’t know…” Li Xiaoqin glanced towards the kitchen, then at the security guards outside, uneasy: ”With so many people here, Brother Gang wouldn’t dare to act rashly, right?”

”His wife, don’t count on it.” Seeing Li Xiaoqin relying on Zhao Erdan’s colleagues, Mao Xuewang chuckled lightly: ”Even though they’re Old Zhao’s colleagues, who would want to mess with Brother Gang for nothing? Plus, these people are all from poor families; even if they stand up for you, what can they do against Brother Gang?”

Of course, Li Xiaoqin understood Mao Xuewang’s point.

But what else could be done at this point?

As the two were whispering, Ye Guichen came out of the kitchen: ”Sister-in-law, the noodles are ready and cooking, they’ll be done in half an hour.”

”Oh, alright.” Li Xiaoqin hurriedly masked her anxiety with a smile: ”Manager Ye, you should sit down, I’ll take care of the rest.”

”By the way, here’s the recipe for the noodles, keep it safe.” Ye Guichen nodded, handed Li Xiaoqin a piece of paper, and walked to her side.

Mao Xuewang was puzzled.

Needing a recipe for noodles, who do you think you are, a royal chef from ancient times?

Li Xiaoqin had similar thoughts but didn’t want to upset Ye Guichen, so she glanced at the paper and casually stuffed it into her pocket.

In her mind, what could a noodle recipe possibly achieve?

Just then, the street noise intensified, and someone shouted in a panic: ”Brother Gang is here!”

Shrr!

Li Xiaoqin’s hand trembled and her face turned pale.

Mao Xuewang dared not stay, sending a helpless glance towards Li Xiaoqin before scurrying away.

Brother Gang was here, who would dare provoke him?

”Manager Ye, Brother Gang is here, you should hide inside.” Moments later, Li Xiaoqin pulled Ye Guichen, who was about to step outside, and advised in a low voice.

Ye Guichen asked curiously: ”Who is Brother Gang?”

”The big brother of Huang Mao, the guy you beat up before. His name is Lin Gang, but everyone calls him Brother Gang.” Li Xiaoqin’s voice trembled, clearly very afraid of Brother Gang.

”Oh, no big deal.” Ye Guichen smiled and stepped out of the noodle house.

Lin Gang rarely appeared on this street, so when people heard he was coming, they quickly stepped aside in fear.

Lin Gang, surrounded by a group of people, marched straight towards Jixiang Noodle House.

As they got close, Huang Mao saw Ye Guichen and pointed at him: ”Brother Gang, that’s the guy who beat us up.”

Lin Gang glanced at the noodle house entrance, surprised to see over twenty people eating there.

”Wow, business is good today!” Lin Gang approached and eyed the security guards, shouting: ”I have business to handle today, if you’re not involved, get out!”

The security guards, dressed in casual clothes after work, looked up at Lin Gang.

But no one moved; they all looked to Ye Guichen for a cue.

Ye Guichen didn’t nod, so no one else moved.

Smiling, Ye Guichen walked up to Lin Gang: ”What, here for a meal?”

Lin Gang sized up Ye Guichen, ”Kid, where are you from, daring to touch my people?”

”Your people?” Ye Guichen glanced at Huang Mao, feigning realization: ”Oh, you’re here to give me money? Great, four thousand.”

Ye Guichen held up four fingers, waving them in front of Lin Gang.

Huang Mao exploded: ”Damn it, kid, Brother Gang is here and you’re still demanding money? Are you looking for death?!”

Ye Guichen frowned, pointing at the ground near Huang Mao’s feet: ”Didn’t I tell you before? This noodle house’s ten-meter radius is my territory. For others, it’s fine, but you have to pay a toll, twenty thousand each time. This is the second time, so a total of forty thousand. Did I miscalculate?”

”You, you...” Huang Mao couldn’t believe Ye Guichen was still so arrogant, his face turning red: ”Brother Gang, you see? This kid doesn’t take you seriously!”

Lin Gang, somewhat surprised by Ye Guichen, chuckled coldly: ”Kid, you’re pretty wild! Seems like you need some teaching. Do you even know who Lord Ma is?”

As he spoke, he glanced at Li Xiaoqin: ”Are you standing up for this noodle house?”

”If that’s what you think, then yes.” Ye Guichen didn’t deny it.

Li Xiaoqin was terrified, quickly stepping forward with a forced smile: ”Brother Gang, Manager Ye is just ignorant, please forgive him, you’re the bigger person...”

”Manager Ye?” Lin Gang scoffed: ”If he’s ignorant, he’ll pay the price!”

Raising his voice: ”Boys, what are you waiting for? Trash this place!”

The dozen or so men behind Lin Gang rushed forward at his orders.

Ye Guichen sneered: ”Boys, anyone who moves, break their neck!”

Whoosh!

The twenty-some security guards who were eating all stood up, some grabbing chairs, others bottling up, glaring at Lin Gang’s men.