The Crazy Son-In-Law

In a scene like this, no normal man could resist. Xiao Shun was like a taut bowstring, ready to let go. He reached out and slowly grabbed the edge of his wife’s bathrobe, intending to tear it open and give in to his desires, but he hesitated.

The expected storm did not arrive as Yao Cen slowly opened her eyes, seeing a clear glint in Xiao Shun’s eyes. She knew he was hesitating.

In an instant, Yao Cen smiled and softly said, “I am your woman.”

For Xiao Shun, these words were undoubtedly the most beautiful he had ever heard, surpassing everything under the sun.

Spring blossomed in the bedroom, as they indulged in the warmth of the cold night.

Silence spoke louder than words. An hour later, the wind and rain subsided.

Both lying in bed, they looked content. Yao Cen remained silent, reminiscing about their past moments, her lips forming a sweet smile. Similarly, Xiao Shun’s thoughts drifted between their shared memories.

Unbeknownst to them, they fell into a deep sleep while embracing each other.

The next morning, Xiao Shun got up early to wash the sheets, leaving Long San Niang speechless as she prepared breakfast. When she got her bearings, she asked, “When did you come back?”

“I came back last night, but it was too late, so I didn’t notify you,” Xiao Shun smiled faintly.

Long San Niang nodded and joked, “Let me help you wash them. You’ve been traveling all over, you should rest more.”

“I’ll do it myself,” Xiao Shun declined, fearing the consequences if Yao Cen knew Long San Niang helped.

As the sky brightened, Zhu Que, who usually exercised in the morning, was surprised to see Xiao Shun in the living room, but quickly recovered and went to exercise in the garden.

Next to rise was Louis. The foreigner had already integrated into the household, and everyone treated him warmly.

“Back?” Louis smiled faintly, sitting next to Xiao Shun.

Xiao Shun nodded and asked, “How have you been lately?”

“Very well. I am gradually getting used to this lifestyle,” Louis replied as he watched a graceful woman stretching outside.

Xiao Shun smiled and remarked, “She’s a thorny rose, isn’t she?”

“That’s what makes it challenging!” Louis said firmly, “We share the same type and have lots to talk about. With her, my life won’t be dull.”

“It’s a long road ahead,” Xiao Shun patted Louis’s shoulder meaningfully. Zhu Que’s personality wasn’t easy to sway, but with perseverance, there might be hope.

“Big Brother Louis!” Little Hu rubbed her eyes sleepily as she walked out of her room. Seeing Louis, she greeted him politely and then looked at the other person on the sofa with joy, “Uncle, when did you come back?”

Xiao Shun’s face turned green! If Little Hu called Louis ‘brother’ and him ‘uncle,’ did he look that old? Fuming inwardly, Xiao Shun gestured to Little Hu.

Seeing this, Little Hu pounced into his arms and snuggled close. Xiao Shun rubbed her head and grumbled, “I’ve told you so many times to call me brother, why won’t you listen?”

“I don’t have a brother as old as you!” Little Hu retorted as Louis burst into laughter.

Unable to beat Xiao Shun now, Louis took solace in humor. Giving up on correcting Little Hu, Xiao Shun said, “Do you want to go somewhere fun today?”

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“There are many kids there, and you can play and learn,” Xiao Shun explained. “It’s school. You’re old enough and can’t stay at home all day playing.”

“I’m not just playing!” Little Hu pouted, feeling annoyed. “Sister Zhu Que and Brother Louis have been tutoring me every day, I’ve been diligent!”

Louis playfully patted Little Hu’s nose, displaying rare affection. Before meeting Little Hu, this top assassin never showed such an expression. In a life filled with killing, he had gradually lost normal emotions. Zhu Que and Louis, too, had escaped that life after meeting Xiao Shun.

At that moment, Long San Niang came out with a pot of porridge and called everyone for breakfast.

Grabbing Little Hu on his lap, Xiao Shun walked to the table while Louis signaled Zhu Que to join them. Thus, the group meal began.

The sound of footsteps drifted from the staircase, and Yao Cen, who had finished washing up, sat beside Xiao Shun. Her cheeks were rosy, and she looked radiant.

Zhu Que and Louis exchanged a puzzled glance, while Long San Niang smiled and glanced at the sheets hanging in the garden.

Sensing the tension, Yao Cen slyly stomped on Xiao Shun’s foot under the table, pretending everything was normal, and said, “I’m full.”

After that, she grabbed her bag and left the villa.

Xiao Shun reminded her, “After I drop Little Hu at the martial arts school, I’ll come to the company to meet you!”

The door slammed, and Yao Cen was gone.

Xiao Shun rubbed his nose and continued sipping the porridge, occasionally praising Long San Niang’s culinary skills.