Chapter 451: Chapter 451

What’s the little wife up to? With Leng Lingxiao being such a shrewd person, how could he not know?

Alright, Jiang Kexiu, you’re lucky!

At the side, Zhao Renjie caught on quickly, whipped out his phone, and issued a new order to the manager: "Handle it yourselves and know when to stop."

"How serious are we playing?"

"Just for fun, let’s go with ten bucks," Tang Xiaowan said with a giggly look at Leng Lingxiao.

"Alright, ten bucks it is."

With that, two mercenaries, at the behest of their boss Leng Lingxiao, quickly took their places at the mahjong table, visibly on edge.

They knew their place well.

The daily life of a mercenary was usually very dull, filled with extreme training or the violent clashes during missions.

Playing mahjong with the boss’s wife was beyond their wildest dreams.

She’s stunning, what does she eat to look like that?

And it’s key that she’s not just beautiful but also kind-hearted and quite adorable!

"Old Zhao, pay them overtime, I don’t want them to be broke and unable to play with me later," Tang Xiaowan spoke slowly, casually discarding a tile.

One of the mercenaries quickly followed suit.

Zhao Renjie didn’t dare to call the shots and immediately looked towards Leng Lingxiao, afraid of upsetting his master.

Is overtime supposed to be this comfortable?

Forget it, as long as Tangtang is happy.

He wasn’t concerned about the money. After all, to him, the extra pay was negligible. It’s just that he felt his little wife was too soft-hearted, not tough enough on Jiang Kexiu.

Seeing Leng Lingxiao’s calm expression, Zhao Renjie distributed the appropriate amount of money to the mercenaries.

And so, the office was filled with tranquility.

Until half an hour later.

"Old Zhao, come and take over for a bit, I need to go to the restroom," Tang Xiaowan said with a smile.

Leng Lingxiao raised an eyebrow, said nothing, and slowly picked up his teacup, taking a small sip.

He knew exactly what was going on, confident that his little wife had gone to call Cheng Shi and Wang Meijuan to check on Wang Junchen’s situation.

Not bad, pretty gutsy!

She’s got me as a dependable backup, yet she took care of things herself.

At eleven at night, at the Wang Mansion.

"Boss, Jiang Kexiu is missing," Jiangbei reported as soon as he entered the study, heading straight for Wang Junchen.

The matter was not too big, yet not too small.

"The son of Jiang Yongxing from the second branch of the Jiang Family?"

"Yes, it was only at the end that I heard about it. They said two people went together that evening, and Jiang Kexiu met a girl in the main hall and they separated. But Jiang Kexiu never made it to the private room and his phone went unanswered."

"Isn’t the Jiang Family busy dealing with the aftermath these days? What’s he doing going out, socializing?" Wang Junchen’s tone was one of watching a drama unfold with great interest.

"I’ve already had our people..."

Jiangbei was cut off by the sound of a notification, a message from his subordinates.

He opened it to find screenshots from surveillance cameras.

Sure enough, what he heard matched the images, which showed only Jiang Kexiu’s front and the girl’s blurry back.

He’d followed her continuously and even deliberately intercepted her—it seemed like the behavior of a cad.

"Another lascivious cretin!" After reviewing, Wang Junchen walked thoughtfully to the french window. "The Jiang Family really is... Seems they share the same character as Jiang Kede, more likely to ruin things than to accomplish them."

"So, are we going to deal with this affair?"

"Why bother with such trash? You’d better spend your energy figuring out what Tang Xiaowan is up to, keeping a car outside the gate—for three hours now—with a driver and a maid, eating and drinking."

"Wang Meijuan seems to be as skilled in combat as Cheng Shi, having had contact when she went to Qingcheng."

"Mei Garden doesn’t keep layabouts, not to mention personal maids—even the lads helping out in the kitchen know a thing or two about fighting."

"Should I meet with her later?"

"No need, just keep an eye on her in secret, to avoid falling for that girl’s tricks."

"Yes, boss, don’t worry."

Jiangbei nodded, then left the study.

That evening, Wang Junchen didn’t go to the Yelan Xiang Club to attend the business meeting with the partners, mainly because he was taking into account that his wife, Ye Wanhua, had not yet recovered, and she was only half a month pregnant, which really made him uneasy.

As for the fear that Tang Xiaowan would poison him, that was indeed somewhat influential.

After all, he had suffered a lot in the last few days.

He certainly didn’t want the same to happen to his wife; it’s always good to be cautious.

A few days ago, when he went to eat barbecue at 66 Chunlei Street, Wang Junchen could never have imagined that Tang Xiaowan wouldn’t even avoid her own den, so to speak, and dared to poison him directly.

If it weren’t for his deep involvement with Tang Mei, would he, the great boss of Shen Shiyi, be afraid of a little girl?

"Don’t let me catch you, or you’ll see what’s coming to you!"

Wang Junchen said angrily and then left the study to return to the bedroom.

Meanwhile, at the Yelan Xiang Club.

Tang Xiaowan glanced at the cards in her hand, feeling triumphant, when suddenly she sneezed several times in a row.

"Tangtang, did you catch a cold?" Leng Lingxiao asked with concern.

"No, no, I’m sure that big demon Wang Junchen was just badmouthing me. I’ll teach him a lesson later to straighten him out."

Zhao Renjie: The lady is really humorous!

The two mercenaries looked at each other, and one of them quickly played a card after drawing.

"Wow, I won! That’s fantastic!"

"Since you’re so happy, let’s stop here for today, or else someone might end up working for nothing this month." Leng Lingxiao said with a smile.

Just as Tang Xiaowan finished speaking, the two mercenaries quickly stood up on a signal from Zhao Renjie and swiftly left the office.

What’s going on? This is deliberate, right?

Well, Zhao Renjie, next time there’s something delicious... Hmph, you’ll just have to watch.

"Tangtang, shall we go to the East Suburb Villa tonight?"

Saying so, Leng Lingxiao gently picked up his Little Wife without giving her any chance to resist, his bright eyes filled with deep affection and love.

"Hmph, I’m still mad at you," Tang Xiaowan pouted and said with a frown.

"I know, and if there’s a next time, you can deal with me as you see fit, okay? Actually, about having a baby... I just said it casually; there’s no rush."

"No way, I want to go back to Chunlei Street."

"It’s already so late, do you really have the heart to disturb Grandma? It’s better to spend quality time with your husband and rest up for tomorrow... to bring a gift to Grandma."

"Cut it out, you just know how to bully me."

"No matter what... you can’t escape now, you have to follow your husband’s lead and go with me."

The East Suburb Villa was the first property Leng Lingxiao bought with the first pot of gold he earned after reaching adulthood, holding a significant place in his heart.

In fact, Tang Xiaowan has been there since she was five years old. Time flies, and now she is twenty years old.

That naughty little girl, who always clung to him for role-playing games, had finally grown up and become his wife, his lifelong companion.

"If you don’t let go... I’ll bite you."

Tang Xiaowan extended her hands, gesturing wildly. Leng Lingxiao curved his thin lips into a smile and placed a gentle kiss on her smooth forehead, his eyes full of indulgence.

"Mmm, you smell so good, haha."

"I’ll really bite you; it’ll hurt a lot!"

"That’s fine; bite as much as you want. I have thick skin; just don’t hurt your own teeth."

"Hmph, you just love to scare people!"

But in the end, Tang Xiaowan still rested her head on Leng Lingxiao’s warm chest, her crescents moons of eyes curving beautifully into a sweet smile.

The parking lot was exceptionally quiet in the dead of night, with nothing but footsteps and their soft whispers. The source of thɪs content is N0velFire.ɴet

But out of Tang Xiaowan’s sight, Jiang Kexiu, who had had too much to drink and was unconscious, was being carried into a car by security guards, along with a hefty bill of consumption debt.

"I was wrong; I won’t dare to do it again!"

He murmured to himself, his face deathly pale.