Chapter 372 Zhang Wei: The Basement is as big as heart

Chapter 372 Zhang Wei: The Basement is as big as heart

?As Yu Lei headed toward the trunk of the car, Xie Meirong's heart skipped a beat. "Is she going to shoot him?" she raised her brows, recalling Yu Lei's earlier display of firepower.

But to her relief, Yu Lei retrieved not a weapon, but a foldable chair. Xie Meirong's mind raced, "Is she going to beat him with that chair?"

The thought brought an unexpected, mysterious smile to her face as she watched Yu Lei approach Zhang Wei. nove(l)bi(n.)com

Guo Xiaomei, standing nearby, was equally intrigued, her eyes following every movement with keen interest.

Zhang Wei, too, noticed Yu Lei coming his way with the chair. His expression turned to one of mild confusion, a frown creasing his forehead as he tried to decipher her intentions in the tension-laden atmosphere.

Yu Lei reached him and, Yet, her actions defied all expectations.

She placed the chair near Zhang Wei, not to wield it as a weapon and smash his head, but to gently persuade him to sit.

Once Zhang Wei was comfortably seated, Yu Lei positioned herself behind him, her hands skillfully working to massage his shoulders.

"Husband, how are you? are you tired? How was your journey? Did you enjoy it?" Yu Lei bombarded him with a series of questions, each word laced with genuine concern and interest.

Xie Meirong, watching this unexpected turn of events, slapped her forehead in resignation. "Is that her idea of rebellion?" she muttered, her voice tinged with both amusement and disbelief.

The tension that had been building up deflated suddenly, replaced by a lighthearted, almost domestic scene that seemed so at odds with the earlier atmosphere of danger and urgency.

It seemed Yu Lei's version of a 'rebellion' was far from what anyone had expected.

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In the shadowed embrace of nightfall, two lone silhouettes meandered through the dimly lit streets of old Fengshen town.

The ancient buildings cast long, whispering shadows as Zhang Wei and Lin Ruoxi strolled leisurely, their footsteps echoing in the silent night.

Zhang Wei was momentarily silent, the ridiculousness of the scenario washing over him.

He shook his head, trying to clear the absurd image from his mind. 'Are all the sons bastards like this?' he thought, his tongue clicking in disapproval.

Despite the perplexing nature of the situation, Zhang Wei couldn't shake the feeling that it was the councilman and his son who were the true victims of this manipulative woman's game.

[Host, talk about sons where your daughter threatens to run away with someone else]

Zhang Wei chuckled inwardly, the thought amusing him, 'The basement of my house is as big as my heart.' He replied, considering the vast complexities and depths of his own emotions and plans, especially when it came to matters as delicate as family and honor.

"Have you guys been to Heilong village yet?" He shifted the conversation, redirecting his focus to Lin Ruoxi, his keen eyes searching hers for any hint of evasion.

Lin Ruoxi shook her head, her voice steady but her mind undoubtedly racing with thoughts, "We haven't."

"I plan to go with Yulan to take a look around there tomorrow," Zhang Wei stated, his decision firm.

Lin Ruoxi's pupils dilated slightly, a hint of alarm or perhaps realization flickering in her gaze. "Master, you aren't going to—" She began, but her words were abruptly cut off.

*Bam!*

Zhang Wei knocked her on the head, a reprimanding gesture that was mixed with feigned serious. "Do you think I am an idiot to drag her all the way outside the town to do something inappropriate?" His tone was sharp, a clear warning not to underestimate him.

"..."

Lin Ruoxi remaining silent, her expression saying more than words ever could. She clearly held her reservations and suspicions about Zhang Wei's true intentions.

Seeing her expression, Zhang Wei's brows twitched in annoyance, and he added with a forced cough, "I have no reasons to hide. I can do whatever I want, right here myself."

Lin Ruoxi internally retorted, 'How is it any different?' The controversial and unpredictable ways of Zhang Wei provided little reassurance.

Despite her reservations, Lin Ruoxi wasn't one to overstep or probe unnecessarily.

Yet, there was one question that lingered in Lin Ruoxi's mind, one that perhaps held more significance than all the rest. "Master, are you and Chen Yulan, really cousins?"