Mr. Lin is crazy about his cute wife

Yang Jiale, Li Xier and Tang Tang chatted on the deck for a long time.

The three were chatting happily when a middle-aged man came and said there was a game going on, and only Yang Jiale was missing.

Yang Jiale originally wanted to refuse, but he couldn't disrupt the situation, so he had to follow the man.

Before leaving, Yang Jiale added Li Xier and Tang Tang on WeChat, "Xier, Tang Tang, see you tomorrow, good night."

……

Yang Jiale followed the man back to the guest room on the second floor. The room was quiet and there was no game going on.

Yang Jiale sat down on the sofa, leaned against the back, pulled off the tie around his neck and threw it on the ground.

"Master, you'd better not act rashly, Li Xier is someone you can't touch.

Her husband is Lin Yitang, let's not talk about her husband. We can't afford to offend her family alone." The man looked at Yang Jiale respectfully.

"Am I afraid? I have to follow Yang Xun since I was a child. Even if he farts, I have to greet him with a smile.

My grandfather likes me, but he is dominated by his wife and he is afraid of Yang Xun’s grandmother.

They drove our family of three to the port city, and it seemed like they were doing great things to outsiders, but they just wanted to get rid of us with this little money?

Now that I'm back, there's nothing to be afraid of. At worst, we'll be in trouble."

Yang Jiale put away his carefree and harmless appearance in front of outsiders. With a fierce expression, he took off his small crossbody bag and smashed it to the ground.

"Master, Li Xier is already Mrs. Lin. If you want her, this..."

Before the man could finish his words, Yang Jiale stood up and slapped him hard, "When did I ask you to teach me how to do things? Do I need you to remind me that Li Xier is Mrs. Lin? I want Li Xier, I want her to be my woman. Stop nagging. Just do as I tell you." There was a fierce cold light in Yang Jiale's eyes.

"Master, we are not a big gang in Gangcheng. This is the capital, and we have no power at all. It is not worth it to take risks just for a married woman." The man gave up and continued.

"Acheng, I know you are sincere to me and follow me loyally. Don't worry, for now, I will outsmart Li Xier, and she is the best one to be sensible. You should go and have a rest first." Yang Jiale put away his fierce look and looked at the man named Acheng with a good temper.

"Yes."

Acheng left the room politely.

Yang Jiale took the phone, sneered, and turned to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

"Xi'er, are you asleep? It's great to see you again today.

Xier, you must be exhausted, go to bed early, good night." Yang Jiale finished his shower, lay on the bed, holding his phone, and looked at the screen with a gentle look.

……

Lin Yitong took a shower, changed into pajamas, and lay on the bed.

The cell phone that Li Xier threw on the bed rang. Lin Yitang subconsciously took a look and saw the note: Yang Jiale.

Lin Yitong never checked Li Xier's cell phone. Today, he had a bad impression of Yang Jiale and was quite wary of him.

Lin Yitong took Li Xier's phone, skillfully entered his birthday, and it unlocked the phone.

After reading the few words sent by Yang Jiale, Lin Yitong wanted to delete the message, but then he felt that it would be too petty, so he simply replied.

"It's too late. I'm afraid of disturbing my husband's rest. Please don't send me messages in the future." After replying the message, Lin Yitang was happy. He rolled around on the bed childishly, put Li Xier's phone back in its place, leaned against the head of the bed, and read today's meeting minutes with his phone.

Li Xier took a shower, changed into her nightgown, applied skin care products, and naturally snuggled into Lin Yitong's arms and picked up her cell phone to look at it.