My Silly, Sweet Wife

After ten minutes, Su Jiu’er was already gasping for breath and completely defenseless when Feng Wuji struck her in the abdomen, causing her to crash heavily to the ground.

”Haha, Su Jiu’er, Su Jiu’er, you lost, you lost!” Feng Wuji did not expect to actually knock Su Jiu’er down and was so excited he nearly cried.

Su Jiu’er’s face turned pale, just as she tried to get up, she felt a sweetness in her throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.

”Jiu’er, are you okay?” Su Ze was shocked and rushed forward to help Su Jiu’er.

Feng Wuji was stunned: ”Damn, why are you so weak?”

Those words nearly made Su Jiu’er’s lungs explode with anger.

She was actually defeated by Feng Wuji; this was an incredible humiliation.

Others might not know, but Ye Guichen’s lips curled into a smile.

He knew very well that from a young age, Feng Wuji, although without talent in cultivation, had the Feng Family’s wealth behind him, eating ginseng and deer antler from a very young age.

Moreover, even though Feng Wuji hadn’t made progress in cultivation, he constantly trained in martial arts.

This resulted in a unique physical condition, where Feng Wuji appeared weak on the surface, but his body had accumulated a significant amount of strength.

If his meridians were not cleared, this power would accumulate within, never to be unleashed in his lifetime.

But once his meridians were opened, this power would flow like an unending river, becoming stronger with each battle, defeating Su Jiu’er naturally.

Of course, this was also thanks to Feng Wuji’s underhanded tactics.

”She’s fine, but she’ll stay and do odd jobs in the shop!” Ye Guichen saw that Su Jiu’er was no longer capable of fighting and smiled lightly, ignoring Feng Wuji’s excitement and the shock of the Su brothers, before turning to leave.

That day, Ye Guichen had Shang Wen Dong place Ti’er Taoist in a secluded location and had a Chinese doctor prepare medicinal ointments to take care of him.

As for Wen Daoxian, Ye Guichen not only crippled his legs but also his arms, having Shang Wen Dong find another place to hold him until Ti’er Taoist had recovered, to return him to the Zhengyi Sect for punishment.

The business at the Medicinal Food Restaurant was booming.

Although Su Jiu’er was reluctant, she accepted her loss and was also curious about Ye Guichen.

To have Feng Wuji defeat her in such a short time was unbelievable.

”Brother, you go back first.” Su Jiu’er’s eyes were resolute: ”Hmph, I never expected Feng Wuji to defeat me. I’m not satisfied. I want to stay and see how Ye Guichen did it.”

Su Ze also did not plan to return to Dragon Teeth, and with the arrangements made by the Dragon Teeth Boss, he could not leave easily.

Yet, staying by Ye Guichen’s side like a submissive grandson, Su Ze was unwilling.

So, he used the excuse of taking care of Su Jiu’er to stay in Yun City.

Few knew that Su Ze visited only two places in Yun City, one being Li Ruoxuan’s Night Color Bar and the other Liu Ruyi’s underground casino.

Though aware that Li Ruoxuan had someone she liked, Su Ze had not entirely given up. After some probing, Su Ze found out Li Ruoxuan’s journey to becoming Sister Xuan, and the one she endlessly thought of was Ye Guichen.

”Why? Ye, I have a crush on Li Ruoxuan, but she likes you? I come to Yun City for business, and you repeatedly humiliate me!” Su Ze drank heavily that night upon receiving the news.

His hatred for Ye Guichen was deeply entrenched.

”Ye, even if you are the top figure in Heavenly God Temple, so what? Hmph, one day, I’ll crush you underfoot!” Unbeknownst to himself, Su Ze had grown to see Ye Guichen as his enemy.

Soon, Su Ze received startling news from Liu Ruyi.

Longjing Villa in the suburbs of Yun City was hosting an antique auction, attracting various big shots.

The main item for auction seemed to be the Seven-colored Lotus Jade.

”Didn’t Wen Daoxian mention Ye Guichen also has a Seven-colored Lotus Jade?” Su Ze’s eyes lit up, as a sinister plan started to form in his mind.

Ye Guichen was unaware that Su Ze had grown to hate him deeply.

”Feng Wuji, your Feng Family has money, right? Tomorrow, come with me to an antique convention. What do you think?” Ye Guichen asked, smilingly looking at Feng Wuji like a big bad wolf eyeing a lamb while eating.

Feng Wuji now had immense respect for Ye Guichen.

After telling his grandfather about defeating Su Jiu’er, his grandfather immediately gave him two billion, one billion for Ye Guichen and the other billion for Feng Wuji to use at his discretion.

However, Feng Wuji thought giving money was too tacky and planned to give Ye Guichen a meaningful gift at some opportunity.

Upon hearing Ye Guichen invite him to an antique convention, Feng Wuji was delighted, boasting, ”Master, just watch! Haha, I’ll wrap up all the antiques at the convention.”

Longjing Villa was situated on Longjing Mountain at the junction of Yun City and Qingzhou.

It’s said that this Longjing Mountain does not belong to any family in Qingzhou nor any faction in Yun City, but rather to the Luo Family in Wenzhou.

The Luo Family, located seven to eight hundred kilometers from Yun City, extended their influence here, proving their immense power.

Moreover, the Luo Family had faced issues and been silent for a long time recently, but it appeared that Luo Qianqi had acquired substantial wealth from somewhere, elevating the Luo Family.

According to insiders, much of Luo Qianqi’s wealth consisted of antiques, which were to be auctioned off.

Early in the morning, Ye Guichen and Feng Wuji drove to Longjing Villa.

Being autumn, the flowers bloomed beautifully on Longjing Mountain.

By the time Ye Guichen and Feng Wuji arrived, many people had already gathered.

The parking lot was filled with luxury cars, many costing millions.

Usually, Longjing Villa was open to the public, but it was closed for this antique convention, and only ticket holders could enter.

Ye Guichen and Feng Wuji kept a low profile, driving a modest car worth around two hundred thousand, but were stopped by the security at the gate.

Having defeated Su Jiu’er, Feng Wuji was brimming with confidence and ready to pick a fight with anyone, but Ye Guichen held him back.

Ye Guichen presented the tickets he got from Zhou Huairen.

The security glanced at the tickets, then at Ye Guichen and Feng Wuji, muttering, ”Hmph, this auction involves deals worth tens of millions, driving such a cheap car, I wonder what they’re thinking.”

Still, since they had tickets, the security didn’t make things difficult and allowed them to proceed.

Just as the gate opened, a clear voice rang out, ”We are together.”

A figure blocked the car.

Ye Guichen looked up and frowned, ”Why are you here?”