Wife is Fierce, Don't Mess With Her!

But she couldn’t very well stop him from leaving.

Besides, what has that got to do with her?

Yu Bao’er snapped out of her trance and felt nervous by those fleeting thoughts.

Yu Bao’er bit her lips and said after some thinking, “Alright then. Do you need me to send you?”

“No need. I’m not a kid.”

Huo Yingcheng stuck out a hand to flag down a cab after saying that.

The two of them got into the cab, and Huo Yingcheng sent Yu Bao’er back.

After leaving her at her house entrance, Huo Yingcheng got into the car to head to the airport.

As she watched Huo Yingcheng leave, Yu Bao’er felt an empty feeling in her heart for some reason.

It was only when she reached home, that she recalled that she had promised to give him a treat. Yet, because of that incident, she wasn’t able to pay for the meal…

And then she thought of Fan Jiang.

Mm, to think Fan Jiang was the one who paid for this meal.

After opening the door, she found Yu Kairan washing the dishes with a resentful face.

Usually, he would be responsible for washing the dishes whenever Yu Bao’er was not around.

Miao Jiahe and Yu Chengzhuang were nowhere to be seen. Yu Bao’er headed to the kitchen and asked the bitter-fated person in there. “Brother, where’s Mom and Dad?”

“Taking their naps, of course.”

Yu Kairan rolled his eyes. “You’re back from eating with your little lover?”

“What little lover? Be careful I beat you up if you continue spouting nonsense!”

Yu Bao’er kicked Yu Kairan, then wrinkled her nose and turned around, then said, “But something troublesome happened today. I ran into Fan Jiang.”

“Fan Jiang?” Yu Kairan halted in his act of washing the dishes. “Who’s that?”

It was very clear that in the heart of this big boss, a person like Fan Jiang wasn’t worth remembering.

“It’s that guy who I quarreled with and broke up during my second year of senior high. He hit me and you avenged me by beating him up. Didn’t you scold him for being a pretty boy? He looks even more useless now…”

“It’s that guy?”

Now that he was reminded, Yu Kairan immediately recalled who Fan Jiang was. He set aside the bowl he was washing and asked anxiously, “What happened? Did the guy come back for revenge after lying low for all these years?”

Yu Bao’er was silent for a moment before replying. “Somewhat… He ran into me today and provoked me. I provoked him back and he flew into a rage out of embarrassment. In the end, Commander Huo beat him up.”

“How dare this scumbag seek trouble with you!”

Concerned for his younger sister, Yu Kairan turned around and sized her up and down. “Are you okay?”

Yu Bao’er shook her head. “I’m fine…”

Only then did Yu Kairan’s heart ease. “You said it was Commander Huo, Brother Huo who helped you?”

Yu Bao’er nodded. She started rambling on excitedly. “Let me describe it to you. At the time Commander Huo merely reached out a hand, kicked out a leg, and that prick Fan Jiang was sent flying away. He was so handsome, oh my god! I got such a kick out of watching that!”

Yu Kairan: “…”

Although he felt that something bad nearly happened to his younger sister, looking at Yu Bao’er, no matter how he looked at it, it looked like she was anxious to see the world in disorder.

Yu Kairan’s expression was a bit weird as he gazed seriously at his sister. “Then where’s Brother Huo?”

“He left. He came over to get his lighter, I treated him to a meal, and then he left. But strictly speaking, it wasn’t me who treated him to the meal. That prick Fan Jiang will be paying the shop owner for the damages after starting that fight. So it’s equivalent to him treating. Serves him right! Even after all this time, he never learned his lesson!”

Yu Kairan: “…”