Luo Jinghui was particularly happy tonight, possibly because Jiang Mo was injured. He drank with his brothers and didn't go back until very late.
The black car was moving slowly, passing a secluded street, when its path was blocked.
Drunk, Luo Jinghui rolled down the car window, stuck his head out, and yelled, "Who is it? Blocking the road in the middle of the night?!"
The car door opened, and several men in black got out. The leaders were Fatty and Crew Cut, with blue dragons tattooed on their arms, creating a sense of oppression.
Luo Jinghui swallowed hard. "Who… who are you? Why are you blocking my car? I have no grudges with you."
Fatty opened the car door and asked arrogantly, "Does Third Master know you?"
Luo Jinghui was stunned for a moment, then nodded repeatedly. "I've heard of him…"
That was the top figure in the underworld, with extensive connections and great power.
"I haven't offended Third Master."
Luo Jinghui raised both hands in assurance, his face pale with fear.
"It's not Third Master you've offended, it's Third Master's nephew!"
As soon as the words fell, Luo Jinghui had already been dragged out of the car by Crew Cut. "Who did you have to offend? You just had to offend the favorite in front of Third Master."
"The favorite…"
"Daring to offend the favorite in front of Third Master, tonight you'll get a lesson."
Immediately afterward, Luo Jinghui let out screams, utterly miserable.
"Don't hit me, I really haven't offended the favorite in front of Third Master, don't hit me."
Luo Jinghui begged for mercy repeatedly, but unfortunately, he was still beaten severely, his face black and blue…
As for the driver, he had long since slipped away in fright.
"Fatty, that's enough, you'll kill him if you keep hitting him."
"Alright, alright, let's leave it at that, we can report back now."
The others stopped one after another.
Luo Jinghui lay motionless on the ground, like a pile of mud. How arrogant he had been before, how miserable he was now.
Who could he have offended, to offend the favorite in front of Third Master? Who had he offended besides Jiang Mo?
Could it be Jiang Mo? How was that possible? Jiang Mo had no background, how could someone from the countryside know Third Master?!
"Okay, take a picture to report back."
Fatty and Crew Cut took pictures of Luo Jinghui on the ground, capturing his miserable state.
"You can only blame yourself. Next time, remember not to offend people you can't afford to offend, otherwise, it won't be as simple as a beating."
Luo Jinghui nodded repeatedly, as miserable as could be.
As soon as this group left, before Luo Jinghui could get up, several figures walked over from not far away.
"Sister Bai Ling, the person is here, he seems to have been beaten up already. Should we continue?"
Bai Ling coldly ordered, "Of course we continue, but don't kill him."
Then, there was another series of screams, and Luo Jinghui was beaten unconscious, lying motionless on the ground.
Who exactly had he offended, to be beaten like this?!!
Jiang Mo had no idea that such a thing had happened overnight, that Luo Jinghui had been beaten twice in a row.
At this moment, he was lying contentedly in the bathtub, his wife giving him a bath.
"Mo Mo, don't put your hand in, you can't get the wound wet, it will get infected."
"Got it, wife."
Looking at his wife in front of him, wearing a super sexy short nightgown and giving him a bath, he began to stir again.
He raised his hand to touch her white and slender legs, slowly moving upwards…
Wen Yan smiled. "Hmm? Taking a bath, what do you want to do?"
"Nothing."
Jiang Mo immediately retracted his hand. What bad intentions could he have, he just wanted to touch his wife's long legs.
Wen Yan bent down, and the cleavage in her chest was even more exposed, making Jiang Mo's mouth water.
White and soft…
Wen Yan raised her beautiful eyebrows. "Mo Mo, I'm giving you a bath, where are you looking? So indecent. Put your hand out, you can't get it wet."
"Oh."
Jiang Mo obediently took out his hand.
Wen Yan personally gave Jiang Mo a bath, slowly moving down from his abdominal muscles…
Jiang Mo said in a flustered tone, "Wife, you don't need to do that there."
"How can that be? I have to do it everywhere. Lie down properly and don't move."
Wen Yan deliberately pinched it. "Be good."
Jiang Mo nodded, feeling that his wife was deliberately bullying him, but he couldn't find any evidence.
"Wife, no need."
"Wash it well."
Wen Yan's eyes seemed to contain a smile.
Jiang Mo muttered softly, "But you've been washing it for a long time."
He felt like he was about to be scrubbed raw.
"Really! I don't think it's been long. I'm serving you, is that not okay? You just lie down."
After a while, Jiang Mo asked, "Wife, is it done?"
"No, wash it well to make it clean."
Wen Yan's clothes were soaked, the fabric clinging to her delicate body, her curves exquisite, making Jiang Mo's mouth dry again.
"Wife, your clothes are wet."
"It doesn't matter, I'll take them off later anyway."
"Ah?"
Jiang Mo opened his mouth in surprise.
"After I wash you clean, I can…"
Wen Yan sat on Jiang Mo's waist. "Be good, don't touch your hand."
"Wife, I'm injured, won't you let me go?"
"Your arm is injured, not anything else. Hurry up, you have to work hard for me tonight." Wen Yan threatened fiercely.
Jiang Mo wanted to cry but had no tears. He was too miserable, even when he was injured, he still had to work!
"Got it."
Jiang Mo was squeezed dry by his wife every day, he was already used to it.
"Wife, is it okay now?"
"No, hurry up. I'm serving you a bath, so you have to work hard for me, don't be lazy."
Wen Yan pinched Jiang Mo's handsome face. Hurry up.
"Got it."
Jiang Mo worked pitifully all night, he was still a patient!!
His wife wouldn't even let a patient go…
——
The next day.
Jiang Mo vaguely heard the sound of a conversation.
"Is it handled?"
"When we went last night, there was already a group of people who had beaten him up, he looked pretty miserable."
Wen Yan narrowed her eyes. "Who?"
Bai Ling replied, "You don't really know him. I guess it might be Third Master's people."
"Third Master, that Gu Third Master is quite nice to Jiang Mo."
Jiang Mo sat up groggily and asked, "Wife, what are you talking about? What Third Master, what beating?"
"It's nothing, why are you awake so early? Did I wake you up?" Wen Yan sat next to Jiang Mo. "Want to sleep a little longer?"
Jiang Mo muttered softly, "Last night, you… went too far."
Wen Yan looked at Bai Ling. "You can go down first."
Bai Ling left knowingly, and closed the door by the way.
Last night, the movements here were quite intense, so she could probably guess what happened.
"I helped you take a bath, it's only right to ask for some reward, it didn't exhaust you anyway."
Wen Yan raised her eyebrows, without a trace of remorse, but rather very arrogant.
Jiang Mo said angrily, "It's almost!"
He was almost broken!
Wen Yan said, "I'll help you take a bath, isn't it right to ask for some reward? It didn't exhaust you anyway."
