Chapter 13: Meeting the Father-in-law

Chapter 13: Chapter 13: Meeting the Father-in-law

Lin Ruoxi was startled by Yang Chen's sudden appearance and jumped up from the sofa in alarm. She quickly turned around, breaking free from Yang Chen's grasp, and stared at him, her beautiful eyes wide with surprise. "Don't touch me!" she warned.

"Hey, no need to overreact," Yang Chen chuckled, raising his hands in surrender. "Just teasing you. If I really wanted to kiss you, I might end up getting a midnight surprise visit from you with a chainsaw."

Lin Ruoxi ignored Yang Chen, pressing a button on the remote control to turn off the TV. She felt a bit embarrassed that Yang Chen had discovered her fondness for romantic dramas. With a slight blush on her cheeks, she shot Yang Chen a fierce glare. "I heard from Aunt Wang that you're packing up your stuff. Just make sure you don't bring your smelly things to my place."

"Don't worry, it's just a few clothes," Yang Chen reassured her, nodding towards the small bundle at the foot of the stairs. "But what's bothering me is, now that we're living here, how am I going to run my lamb skewer stall?"

"You still want to sell lamb skewers?!" Lin Ruoxi looked at Yang Chen as if he were a strange creature. She couldn't understand why he was so fond of selling lamb skewers, and he sounded genuinely regretful about it.

Yang Chen blinked innocently. "What's wrong? The marriage agreement doesn't seem to say I can't sell lamb skewers, does it?"

Lin Ruoxi gritted her teeth. "Anyway, you're not allowed to sell lamb skewers. Starting tomorrow, you'll go out and find a job. It must be a clean job, preferably in an office building!"

Yang Chen scratched his head in distress. Honestly, he wasn't incapable of finding that kind of job. With the diploma he casually obtained while having tea at Harvard University, he could easily get into most top companies. But Yang Chen wasn't comfortable sitting in an air-conditioned office. To him, those refined jobs were far less enjoyable than selling lamb skewers on the street and chatting with vendors.

"You don't need to come up with excuses. You must change your job."

Seeing Lin Ruoxi's expression, which seemed to say "You're in big trouble if you don't comply," Yang Chen shivered. He was afraid his fiery-tempered wife might resort to drastic measures again. He quickly nodded. "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. I'll go find a job tomorrow."

Lin Ruoxi finally nodded in satisfaction. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, she picked up her purse, took out a brand-new touchscreen phone, and handed it to Yang Chen. "Here, take this phone. So you won't be unreachable when I need you to show up."

Yang Chen accepted it with a grin. It seemed like the marriage was indeed a good deal. A mansion, a sports car, and now a free phone. Even though his wife was a bit cold, at least she was easy on the eyes.

Seeing Yang Chen's smug expression, Lin Ruoxi's eyes flashed with disdain once again. She yawned, stretched lazily, and struck a seductive pose. "Alright, I'm going to bed for some beauty sleep. You get ready for finding a job tomorrow."

Lin Ruoxi was about to head upstairs when the doorbell rang.

Aunt Wang, who had been busy in the kitchen, hurried out. She wiped her wet hands on her apron before opening the door. "Master? You're here..."

Lin Kun gritted his teeth against the pain, roaring hoarsely, "Just you wait! You beast! I curse you! I'll find someone to deal with you... oh..."

"Dad... please don't say anymore... How's your hand..." Lin Ruoxi, though resentful towards her father, couldn't shake the familial concern. Seeing Lin Kun in such agony, she softened and crouched down, reaching out to assist him.

"You little wench! Don't touch me!" Lin Kun forcefully shoved Lin Ruoxi away, causing her to tumble to the ground.

"Dad! You..." Lin Ruoxi's face was pale with grievance. Being called a "little wench" by her own father was unbearable. She felt her vision blur and nearly fainted.

Meanwhile, Wang Mama, standing nearby, was already in tears, but as a servant, she hesitated to intervene. Seeing Lin Ruoxi on the ground, tearfully distressed, she hurried over to console her.

Struggling to stand, Lin Kun faced the indifferent expression of Yang Chen and said, "You remember this, punk! If you dare touch me, I'll make you regret it, even in death!"

Witnessing Lin Kun shove Lin Ruoxi to the ground, a surge of anger twisted within Yang Chen. Despite the woman's coldness, she was, in name at least, his legal wife. An uncontrollable hostility bubbled up inside him.

Yang Chen's face remained eerily calm, but a hint of disdain curved his lips. "I'll say this once. I rarely cause trouble... I don't know what's between you and my wife, and frankly, I don't care. But I have a principle. I detest being threatened..."

Before Lin Kun could react, a hand swiftly slapped across his left cheek with a crack!

"Smack!"

After the crisp sound, the living room fell into silence. Lin Kun, who had been standing moments before, was now truly knocked unconscious by the slap, lying sprawled on the ground.

"Mister... this..." Wang Mama was dumbfounded, not bothering to contemplate why Yang Chen's slap had such force. "What should we do now? Look at this mess..."

As for Lin Ruoxi, she had already lost consciousness, her eyes dull and unresponsive as she slumped in Wang Mama's arms, indifferent to everything happening around her.

Yang Chen chuckled nonchalantly. "Wang Mama, take care of Ruoxi. I'll deal with this foolish pig."

With that, Yang Chen effortlessly lifted Lin Kun from the ground and strolled out of the door as if taking a leisurely walk. After walking a distance, he reached the communal garbage bin, unceremoniously dumping Lin Kun's body inside and casually closing the lid.Nêww chapters will be fully updated at novelhall.com