Wow! My wife is beautiful and obedient, everyone envies her!

really.

Nothing to do is to commit crimes or to steal.

Having already been tricked once, Qi Yuan wasn't particularly affected. "Boss, do you need me to go to jail again?"

Upon hearing this, Kalis laughed heartily twice.

"How can eating prison food be considered eating well? Yuan, don't worry, this time I won't send you to prison. I guarantee you'll have a better time than anyone else this time. It just depends on whether you know how to behave."

Kalis narrowed his eyes. "Some people, even if given a million dollars, will squander it all because of laziness and a love of good food. So sometimes, even if someone paves the way for you, you still have to work hard, don't you?"

Qi Yuan was speechless.

He felt that the other party was being somewhat outrageous.

A mafia member who made his fortune through illicit means was given a lecture.

It's fine to pretend to be a good person, but don't pretend to be a philosopher!

Qi Yuan lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then asked, "Will I die if I do this?"

"As long as you behave and listen to me, you'll definitely live a good life."

Kalis did not answer the question directly.

If you can live a good life just by being obedient, how obedient do you need to be?

Qi Yuan did not ask any further questions.

Kalis's attitude is already very clear.

His answer was a mix of truth and falsehood; the best advice is not to believe it.

Reunited after five years.

Qi Yuan no longer possessed the original owner's cowardice and docility.

As a mafia boss, Carlisle was quite perceptive.

Therefore, he looked at Qi Yuan with wary eyes, wary that Qi Yuan might run away at any moment.

Qi Yuan had no intention of running away now.

They were accompanied by eight burly men.

Qi Yuan's boxing skills haven't deteriorated, but that doesn't mean he can take on eight opponents at once, especially since Kalis has a gun on him.

The conversation between Kalis and Qi Yuan was actually implying to him that if he obeyed, nothing would happen, but if he disobeyed, things might not be so bad.

Qi Yuan had gathered the general information and did not ask any further questions.

He obediently ate his hamburger and waited patiently for Kalis's next move.

After the meal, Kalis led him to a residential area.

The three-story villa at No. 39 in the community.

Kalis gave it to him, saying it was his future home.

Qi Yuan did not refuse and accepted the key.

Immediately afterwards, Kalis took him out to buy necessities.

Winter days are short; the sky darkens by four o'clock.

Kalis had his men deliver the daily necessities he bought for Qi Yuan back first.

They then went to a clothing store.

The clothing store owner was a still-attractive red-haired woman.

She clung to Carlis like an octopus the moment she saw him. “Mr. Carlis, it’s been a long time since you’ve visited my clothing store.”

Kalis was pleased with the woman's flattery and coquettishness. He put his arm around her waist and said, "Here we are, Lilith. Pick out a few well-fitting suits for my brother."

“I don’t wear suits,” Qi Yuan said.

Lilith's gaze swept over Qi Yuan for a moment before she asked, "Mr. Kalis, when did your company get a person from Dongzhou?"

Black hair and black eyes are the symbol of the people of Dongzhou.

The people of Northland are almost all blond and blue-eyed.

With his black hair and dark eyes, Qi Yuan stood out in the crowd.

“I picked him up on the roadside before. He helped me stay in prison for several years and only got out today. He’s a brother who has done me a favor, so you should pick out the best clothes for him.”

“Mr. Kalis’s brother, how could I dare to choose cheap fabric? But how old is the little brother? He looks so young.”

When asked about his age, Kalis paused for a moment.

He didn't even know how old Qi Yuan was this year?

"Ah Yuan, how old are you?"

"24."

"24 years old, so young, and good-looking too. Since you don't like suits, how about this one?"

Lilith picked out a black shirt, a white down jacket, and a black and white checkered scarf.

Kalis raised an eyebrow slightly. "We're going to a very important occasion later. Pick out a suit for him." He sounded a little impatient.

Lilith looked Qi Yuan up and down and said, "But he doesn't look very good in a suit. He's only 24 years old. He should dress more casually and look more youthful."

Kalis also turned his head and carefully examined Qi Yuan before finally nodding.

"Okay, if you don't want to wear a suit, then you don't have to wear a suit. This outfit will do."

Qi Yuan did not refuse the clothes that Kalis gave him.

He only had two sets of clothes in winter, and they weren't very thick.

On a snowy day, wearing only a coat and a sweater, he could freeze to death in the cold wind.

In order to avoid freezing to death.

He changed into new clothes.

He just didn't like this white down jacket.

Qi Yuan chose a thick black overcoat.

The coat is thick and warm; as soon as I put it on, the coldness around me instantly lessened.

It was so warm that Qi Yuan didn't want to take it off.

Kalis objected again, "Why do you like black clothes so much? You're 24, you're young, it's not good to wear bright colors."

"If you're good-looking, you'll look good in anything. Besides, I really like how little guys look in black; it gives off a mysterious and aloof vibe that inspires women's desire to conquer them."

Kalis looked at her with a skeptical expression and asked, "Really?"

"Hmm, Mr. Kalis, don't you believe me?"

Kalis is a rough guy, he doesn't understand romance or dressing up.

Lilith is shrewd and perceptive; she knows how to read people and dress well.

Considering that the other party's advantage was his own disadvantage, he stopped asking questions and nodded in agreement.

He bought Qi Yuan a lot of clothes, and Lilith's smile was especially bright when she paid the bill.

Qi Yuan picked up the clothes, thinking that with these clothes, he wouldn't have to worry about waking up from the cold outside while he was escaping.

Qiyuan is really too poor now.

He only had a few coins on him.

Before he was released from prison, he worked as a cleaner in a restaurant, washing dishes and doing other menial tasks. He managed to survive in this world by using his culinary skills.

After all, the world's food culture is so thin that it can be written down on a single sheet of paper.

While in prison, Qi Yuan had honed his culinary skills to the point where he could conquer the stomachs of the people of the Northern Continent.

no way.

Qi Yuan's stomach is used to all kinds of delicious food. Every day it's either steak or stew, or hamburgers, fried fish, fries and the like, so it's really easy for him to get tired of it.

So, he applied to the prison guards to work in the kitchen, and before he knew it, he had become the prison's head chef.

In prison, many people tried to harm him. Some were beaten so badly by him that they dared not touch him again, while others were won over by his delicious food.

Qi Yuan planned to become a chef to make a living after his release from prison.

But the appearance of Kalis disrupted his plans. Although he did not fulfill his dream of becoming a chef, he had to admit that it was not bad to have someone give him clothes and a house.

I just don't know what the price will be.

The car drove along the long street in the dark.

The first snow fell sparsely throughout the day, but the snowflakes grew considerably larger after nightfall.

The orange streetlights on both sides of the long street illuminated the road ahead.

It was very cold on a snowy day. Most shops were closed, and the protesters had all gone home. The long street was deserted, with hardly anyone in sight.

Halfway through the drive, Qi Yuan vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

This is not the way home.

Ahead of the car was a brightly lit and bustling theater.

On either side of the theater entrance, there were cars that looked expensive and well-made.

Qi Yuan had a vague sense of foreboding, and thought to himself:

—Is Kalis going to sell me out again?