My Silly, Sweet Wife

Looking at An Kunlun whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and then at Wang Ying, who had a faint smile on his lips, Ye Guichen suddenly understood.

This Wang Ying was using him as a shield.

He had known back at King Jinling’s place that An Kunlun seemed to be pursuing Wang Ying, but Wang Ying was completely uninterested.

Now Wang Ying was probably using this opportunity to make An Kunlun give up.

The atmosphere at the scene became eerie all of a sudden.

An Kunlun clenched his fists, his eyes seeming as if he wanted to kill Ye Guichen.

Black Bear also sensed that something was wrong.

He knew An Kunlun’s identity.

This was the territory of Azure Dragon Commerce, and An Kunlun was a frequent visitor here, the son of the secretary general.

Although this place was managed by the vice president of Azure Dragon Commerce, the An Family seemed to have shares here too.

Seeing the murderous look in An Kunlun’s eyes, Black Bear quickly stepped forward and whispered a few words into An Kunlun’s ear.

An Kunlun looked at Black Bear in surprise after listening, as if he hadn’t expected Black Bear to have such a mind.

Black Bear met An Kunlun’s gaze and quickly explained, ”Young Master An, actually, solving this kind of thing is too simple. Inside here, many people handle it this way.”

An Kunlun understood what Black Bear meant, his face shifting from gloomy to bright, and he said casually, ”Haha, Xiao Ying, a boyfriend, huh? You move fast. I’ve been chasing you for years and never heard you were interested in a pretty boy. But, since he’s your boyfriend, let him in.”

Then, he walked inside.

When passing by Ye Guichen, he bumped Ye Guichen with his shoulder, his lips moving slightly as if to say: Take care of yourself.

Ye Guichen knew he had been set up by Wang Ying, but he didn’t take An Kunlun seriously.

He was here mainly to find the person Wang Ying had spoken of, to gather information about King Yan’s whereabouts.

Without killing King Yan, he’d never sleep well.

As soon as he stepped inside the unit door, his phone rang again.

Ye Guichen picked it up and saw that it was a call from Duan Nanye.

”Brother Ye, where are you?” Duan Nanye asked enthusiastically.

”Brother Duan, what’s up?” Ye Guichen didn’t answer directly but asked back.

Duan Nanye said in a grave voice, ”Didn’t we say at Uncle Wang’s place that we’d go check out the underground fight club together, gather some information? How about now, should we head over?”

Ye Guichen replied apologetically, ”No need, I’m already here.”

”What? You’re there already? Why didn’t you call me?” Duan Nanye was anxious, ”That place is full of unsavory characters. How can you handle it alone? Wait, I’ll come find you.”

Ye Guichen was about to decline.

After all, Duan Nanye’s identity was too sensitive.

Most of the assassins from Yama Hall would probably recognize him.

If he appeared at the underground fight club, he would inevitably become the target of many.

But before Ye Guichen could say anything, Duan Nanye had already hung up the phone.

Ye Guichen could only sigh helplessly and continued to follow Wang Ying.

After walking for a while in the dilapidated corridor, they came to a small iron door.

The iron door opened to a downward staircase.

Inside, it was brightly lit.

As they walked down the stairs, a very spacious area soon appeared.

Ye Guichen looked up and couldn’t help but gasp in amazement.

This place was about the size of a football field, divided into several rings, each surrounded by many people.

The noise and clamor were deafening.

Overhead, huge high-intensity lights illuminated the entire underground fight club as if it were daytime.

Soon, two men carried a bloodied individual past Ye Guichen and Wang Ying.

One of the man’s arms hung limply like a noodle, his face so swollen that he was unrecognizable, his breath weak, he probably wouldn’t last long.

Seeing the man, Wang Ying frowned, staring for a moment, clearly not used to such scenes.

As the granddaughter of King Jinling, with extremely high martial arts talent, although she was nearly a first-class peak expert, she rarely experienced deadly duels outside of the family resources she had access to.

So, Wang Ying was like a flower grown in a greenhouse. No matter how beautiful, it hadn’t withstood the hardships. When faced with true slaughter, she couldn’t help but be moved.

An Kunlun, on the other hand, seemed used to such scenes, laughing and explaining, ”Xiao Ying, is this your first time here? If no one dies here every day, it’s like food with no flavor. Too bland. Let’s go, I heard Thunder Fury, who has won thirteen matches in a row, is fighting today. Let’s check it out and place some bets. Haha, you have no idea. That Thunder Fury, he’s ruthless. Thirteen fights, almost all one-hit kills.”

Walking along, An Kunlun explained to Wang Ying, occasionally glancing at Ye Guichen as if showing off.

Ye Guichen, of course, ignored him.

But he had a general understanding.

The boxing matches here were free to enter; people came here for the excitement and then placed bets.

That Thunder Fury was the standout performer recently.

No one cared about his background, but his record of thirteen wins and thirteen kills in each match attracted nearly everyone’s attention.

According to An Kunlun, today’s match was Thunder Fury’s fourteenth, with bets reaching thirty million.

If Thunder Fury won again, leaving aside the audience bets, Thunder Fury would get tens of million in rewards himself, possibly even breaking a billion. This was more rewarding than anything else.

Soon, led by An Kunlun, they arrived at a VIP box.

From the box, one could clearly see a ring not far away.

Both the view and the distance were excellent.

However, to Ye Guichen’s surprise, he saw two familiar figures in the audience: Su Jiu’er and Su Wu.

Su Jiu’er was also here for the first time, excited yet nervous.

Su Wu looked indifferent, his eyes scanning the surroundings, his expression like an ice block.

Even though Ye Guichen had only met Su Wu once, he could tell Su Wu’s appearance and character met the aesthetic preferences of many women.

Especially his cold demeanor, which was very attractive.

In just a short while, several women approached Su Wu to chat.

Su Jiu’er seemed used to this, ignoring it.

Su Wu had no intention of speaking, letting the women around him start conversations, not uttering a word.

Some women seemed to give up, muttering and leaving, but more women kept approaching, making Ye Guichen shake his head. Being handsome indeed attracted women.

Seeing Ye Guichen shake his head, Wang Ying snorted coldly, ”What? Regretting it?”

Ye Guichen asked back, ”Where did you see my regret?”

”Hmph, stubborn!” Wang Ying said no more and sat down.

Ye Guichen wanted to sit next to Wang Ying, but An Kunlun grabbed the chair behind Ye Guichen, ”Sorry, brother, no seat for you here. You can stand and watch!”