Transmigration: I, the Dragon Overlord, start by protecting my beautiful bride!

"Yes, Brother is indeed wise." The burly men looked at each other and immediately clasped their hands in flattery.

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Ah hahaha!"

Just as the group of people in the gambling den were laughing heartily, Long Aotian suddenly returned like a ghost.

"Mr. Wen, what's making you so happy?"

"Hahaha, of course it is..." Wen Xiaolang hesitated, then turned his head and saw Long Aotian stroking his beard, looking him up and down. This startled him and his men. Wen Xiaolang jumped up and into his man's arms, peeking out and asking, "Shen? Lord Shen?! You...you didn't go home..."

"Oh, I just remembered, I have something to ask you." Long Aotian looked relaxed and smiled, not at all like he had heard anything.

Even so, Wen Xiaolang still asked very cautiously, "You... no, no, Lord Shen, please just say what you need."

Without any hesitation, Long Aotian extended his hand and said with a smile, "I would like to ask Boss Wen if I can borrow another two hundred taels, how about that?"

"What the hell? Are you kidding me? We haven't even paid back what we borrowed last time, how can we possibly borrow again? What do you take us for?!" Upon hearing this, the burly man next to Wen Xiaolang flatly refused.

“I’ll borrow it and pay you back at the end of the month,” Long Aotian said. “Besides, as you all know, my boss Lin Boguang has been targeting me. If I don’t meet my performance targets by the end of the month, I’ll be kicked out of the Zhenye Division. Are you really worried about not being able to pay me back?”

His words were reasonable and well-founded, and even Wen Xiaolang couldn't find any reason not to lend him the money.

"You..." The burly man beside Wen Xiaolang was about to say something, but he was stopped by Wen Xiaolang, who resumed his cunning demeanor. "Lord Shen is right. With Lord Shen's reputation, he can certainly lend it to you. In that case, you and I will go back to the gambling den and draw up another written agreement..."

"Hey, hey, it's too far, too far. I have to go home to be with my wife." Long Aotian wasn't stupid. What was the point of a written agreement? He just wanted to eat and drink for free!

"What, Mr. Wen doesn't trust me?" Long Aotian glared. "Since Mr. Wen doesn't trust me, then I'll have to go to your gambling den myself tomorrow and check it out for you!"

"Anyway, I'll be taking off this official uniform soon," Long Aotian said deliberately. "In the end, I'm not afraid to do things that might offend people!"

"Lord Shen, you..." Wen Xiaolang looked at Shen Congxin and saw that he had become such a corrupt official. He had no choice but to signal with his eyes to his subordinates to bring out the money.

After all, his casinos make several thousand taels a day!

Can……

If the gamblers saw an official causing trouble in the casino, they probably would...

Soon, one of Wen Xiaolang's men took out a money pouch from his pocket, preparing to give it to Long Aotian, but he snatched it away.

"No need to count it, just give me this money pouch." Long Aotian's corrupt and treacherous nature was on full display here. "I'll pay you back at the end of the month, how about it?"

"Of course, of course, if Lord Shen asks, then there's no problem." Wen Xiaolang smiled, paused for a moment, and then hesitated before asking, "Um... Lord Shen, did you hear anything just now?"

Long Aotian's lips curled slightly upwards, his eyes concealing a sharp edge, and he feigned ignorance, "No, I didn't hear anything. Boss Wen, did you say anything?"

"No, no, of course not." Wen Xiaolang waved his hands repeatedly, his guilty conscience practically written all over his face.

"In that case, I'll be going now." Long Aotian picked up the heavy money bag and turned to leave.

The burly man under Boss Wen was so angry that he wanted to go forward and demand the money, but he was stopped once again.

"Boss, this guy didn't sign any agreement, isn't that the same as us giving him away for free?!" the burly man said anxiously.

"Fool!" Boss Wen roared, "A small act of impatience can ruin a great plan!"

He watched Long Aotian humming a tune as he walked away, and said viciously, "Once he's out of that official uniform, how much money he owes us is entirely up to us. Besides, it's just two hundred taels. Which of the other chief inspectors of the Zhenye Division takes less than him?" He said with exasperation, "One word: Endure!"

……

"My wife, I'm back." Soon, Long Aotian arrived home in high spirits, carrying various kinds of chicken, duck, fish and meat in his left hand and all sorts of pastries and rouge in his right.

On his way back, he opened his money bag and counted the money, finding that there were not just two hundred taels, but nearly three hundred taels of silver.

As expected, honest people have no money.

Doing things honestly and conscientiously is far more profitable than cultivating personal relationships.

However, he wanted the money for future plans.

Lin Boguang was his superior, and now that he was interfering, it was uncertain whether he could meet his performance evaluation. If he lost, the money would go to his wife, Shen Juanxin, and whether she stayed or left would be entirely up to her. If he won and kept his official uniform, he would use the two hundred taels of silver, which hadn't been formally documented, to pay off his debt to the gambling den.

In this way, he could advance or retreat as he pleased. No matter the outcome, Long Aotian would not let down this woman he had only known for a day...

Just as he was lost in thought, the door creaked open, and the person who opened it was his wife, Shen Juanxin, who was dressed in a plain silk dress but still possessed a beauty that could topple kingdoms.

"You're back."

Shen Juanxin's face was covered in ash, which meant she was probably cooking over a fire.

"these are?"

She looked at what Long Aotian was carrying with a puzzled expression.

"These are the roast chicken and fish I bought. My wife looks pale and thin; it must be due to malnutrition. I bought them especially to help you recover." Long Aotian raised his left hand.

"And these are some snacks I bought on the street. I didn't know which ones were good, so I just bought them randomly. You can have them." Long Aotian raised his right hand.

"Where...where did you get so much money to buy so many things?" Shen Juanxin was flattered and looked at him with concern, her delicate red lips hesitant to speak.

"Don't worry, your husband didn't gamble. These are just things I bought with my own savings." Long Aotian casually made up a lie, trying to get away with it.

He was a seventh-rank official in the Celestial Empire, and his annual salary was at least 45 taels of silver.

Although she spent her months eating, drinking, and having fun and rarely gave money to her family, Shen Juanxin never questioned it. She simply did some handicrafts quietly to supplement the family income.

As for whether Shen Congxin had saved any money, she naturally didn't know.

"My wife doesn't believe me?" Seeing that Shen Juanxin seemed hesitant, Long Aotian became a little anxious.

“No, of course not, it’s just…” Shen Juanxin quickly denied, then whispered, “This is the first time you’ve brought something home since we got married…” Her tone was very surprised, and she was obviously telling the truth.

Shen Congxin, you bastard!

He has a beautiful wife at home, yet he doesn't know how to cherish her!

Long Aotian silently cursed Shen Congxin in his heart.