My Silly, Sweet Wife

Ever since witnessing Ye Guichen’s methods, Li Bao has been trying to match his sister Li Ruoxuan with Ye Guichen.

Li Bao had even persuaded Li Ruoxuan to stay behind so that he could establish a connection with Ye Guichen.

Li Ruoxuan has started looking for a job in Yun City now. Once she has settled, Li Bao plans to find an opportunity for her to interact more with Ye Guichen.

However, this opportunity seems very slim now.

Ye Guichen is too popular with women.

Li Bao can clearly feel that Mi Lan has deep feelings for Ye Guichen.

”Sigh...” Driving the car, Li Bao couldn’t help but sigh deeply.

”Black Panther, what are you doing?” Ye Guichen, sitting in the backseat next to Mi Lan, feeling her elastic skin and lost in thought, suddenly heard Li Bao sigh and raised his head to frown, clearly annoyed by Li Bao interrupting his moment.

Li Bao realized his lapse and quickly chuckled: ”Nothing, nothing important.”

He quickly changed the topic: ”Mr. Ye, do you want me to have someone watch that Qin guy?”

”No need.” Ye Guichen shook his head: ”Your men would be useless and would only get themselves killed.”

Ye Guichen immediately saw that Qin Feng was a third-rate master; no matter how many people Li Bao sent, they would be quickly detected and in danger.

However, he wasn’t afraid of Qin Feng at all.

If Qin Feng dared to come, he would make sure Qin Feng never leaves.

Chen Group arrived quickly.

Ye Guichen and Mi Lan arrived at Chen Ziran’s office.

At the office door, Bai Qinghe stood expressionless, like a guardian deity.

Seeing Bai Qinghe, Ye Guichen couldn’t help but be surprised: ”You’re out of the hospital?”

Bai Qinghe nodded: ”Yes, I’m out.”

”You’re okay now?”

”I’m fine.”

”Good, that’s great!” Ye Guichen grinned.

Having Bai Qinghe as an expert brought added security for Mi Lan and Chen Ziran together.

Mi Lan had never seen Bai Qinghe, judging by her young age but hot figure, she couldn’t help but ask: ”Who is this lady?”

”Oh, let me introduce, Ranran’s bodyguard. You can call her Sister Bai. Hmm, she’s thirty-seven years old.” Ye Guichen quickly introduced.

”What?” Mi Lan’s reaction was similar to Chen Ziran’s initial disbelief at Bai Qinghe’s age, suspiciously staring at Ye Guichen, clearly not believing Bai Qinghe was thirty-seven.

Bai Qinghe rolled her eyes, internally complaining: Who introduces someone by stating their age?

However, she still nodded at Mi Lan: ”Hello, I am Bai Qinghe.”

”Oh, oh, Sister Bai, I am Mi Lan, Ranran’s best friend, turning twenty-three today.”

”Pfft!”

Ye Guichen chuckled, intentionally revealing Bai Qinghe’s age and she followed up with her own, looking silly but adorable.

Entering the office, Chen Ziran paused seeing Mi Lan before bursting into joy, quickly walking forward and grabbing Mi Lan’s hand: ”Lanlan, where have you been these days? Are you okay?”

Looking Mi Lan up and down, seeing Mi Lan’s red eyes, she asked strangely: ”Have you been crying?”

”No, no.” Mi Lan hastily covered up: ”Just got sand in my eyes.”

Chen Ziran would never believe it, glaring at Ye Guichen angrily: ”Tell me, did you bully Lanlan?”

Ye Guichen quickly raised his hands in a surrender gesture: ”Come on, honey, how could I possibly bully her! I found her like this when I ran into her outside. I thought she was in a bad mood and brought her to stay with you for a few days.”

Ye Guichen withheld the truth, not wanting Chen Ziran to worry.

Mi Lan quickly said: ”Ranran, it’s fine, it’s nothing to do with him. I just want to stay with you for a few days. You won’t find me annoying, will you?”

Chen Ziran, curious but seeing Mi Lan reluctant to say, did not press further, instead excitedly said: ”Lanlan, I’d love for you to stay with me, hehe.”

Chen Ziran pulled Mi Lan aside for small talk, completely ignoring Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen tactfully stepped outside, and as he left the office, he started scrutinizing Bai Qinghe without restraint.

Since realizing she wasn’t Ye Guichen’s match, Bai Qinghe always remained aloof.

Previously, she could use allure tactics on others, but they had no effect on Ye Guichen.

But being stared at by Ye Guichen, Bai Qinghe felt uneasy: ”What, what are you staring at? I’m more than ten years older than you, don’t have any designs on me.”

Ye Guichen stumbled: ”Come on, though your figure is explosive, knowing your age extinguished any thoughts.”

Ye Guichen continued, rubbing his chin and mumbling: ”However, you look like you’ve had a child. If I’m right, it must be a daughter. If she inherited your figure, then...”

Bai Qinghe’s pupils contracted intensely, her inner thoughts trembling with disbelief.

She stared at Ye Guichen wide-eyed, clueless on how he knew she had a child.

This matter had been a source of inner turmoil for Bai Qinghe and almost no one knew except herself.

Deep guilt and struggle flashed in Bai Qinghe’s eyes, but she quickly masked it: ”What do you intend to do?”

Ye Guichen, oblivious to Bai Qinghe’s anomaly, continued: ”You are indeed proficient with poison, but many times poison tactics aren’t omnipotent. Encountering a true master, you might be killed before deploying your poison.”

Since seeing numerous experts emerge in Yun City, Ye Guichen felt the need to find a skilled helper.

Though Bai Qinghe wasn’t yet a third-rate master, she wasn’t from Heavenly God Temple, and was pleasing to the eye, making her a rare candidate.

Most importantly, Qin Feng was now around, and with Mi Lan staying with Chen Ziran, if Qin Feng covertly targeted Mi Lan, Bai Qinghe might struggle to fend him off.

However, if Bai Qinghe became a third-rate master, the situation would be different.

Bai Qinghe’s face showed a trace of longing hearing Ye Guichen’s strange words: ”Easy for you to say; becoming a third-rate master isn’t that simple.”

Having embarked on martial arts, Bai Qinghe naturally understood the hardships of training.

She had trained since childhood, spending nearly thirty years to reach the quasi third-rate master level, unsure how many times she might have died without poison aids.

White Qinghe even suspected that she might be stuck at quasi third-rate master level for life.

Ye Guichen seemed to ignore Bai Qinghe’s words, thoughtfully nodding: ”Yeah, it’s challenging for others to become third-rate masters, but for me, it’s merely a matter of a few doses of medicine.”

He clapped his hands and shifted his gaze: ”Alright, just wait. I’ll concoct some medicine for you in the next few days. Drink it.”

Then he walked away.

Bai Qinghe was stunned.

What did he mean?

Could a few doses of medicine make her a third-rate master?

How could that be!

Bai Qinghe admitted that Ye Guichen’s proficiency in medicine and poison had reached a transcendental level.

But the path of martial arts wasn’t that simple.

If medicine could enhance training, everyone would be a third-rate master.

What Bai Qinghe didn’t know was that it wasn’t possible for everyone to become a third-rate master.

But to Ye Guichen, Bai Qinghe was already on the verge; she just needed a slight push to become a third-rate master.

Ye Guichen also planned to partner with Zhao Erdan to open a medicinal cuisine diner, contacting some herbal suppliers. After leaving Chen Group, he called a security guard to drive him to the medicinal wholesale market.

Meanwhile, Black Panther also encountered a roadblock on his way back.

Black Panther drove alone without his henchmen as he was Ye Guichen’s designated driver on this occasion.

Li Bao lit a cigarette and looked forward.

Up ahead, two vans crashed, and several people were arguing, blocking the entire road.

Li Bao wasn’t in a hurry, so he smoked while waiting.

But he didn’t notice a truck trailing not far behind.

The truck driver seemed nervous, sweating profusely, eyes fixated on Black Panther’s car.

After swallowing hard, the truck driver grabbed a bottle of liquor from the front seat and took a swig.

Then, he floored the gas pedal and crashed head-on into Li Bao’s sedan.