Chapter 7.2: The Door to My Wife

“See that? If you don’t study properly, you’ll grow up to be like him, sleeping in the streets and losing your mind.” A kind-hearted mother said to her five-year-old son while instilling a sense of crisis in him. “Son, mom will always point at you the right direction and bring honor to your ancestors. If you can be like him, don’t blame Mom for breaking off the relationship between mother and son! ”

She then dragged her son towards KFC.

“Am I that bad?” Xiao Zheng didn’t mind and lit a cigarette to mutter to himself. “In high school, I was the top student in the entire class. Looking at your son’s large head and big ears, he might not be as good as me in the future. ”

After complaining, Xiao Zheng couldn’t help but face up to the cruel reality.

【Where should I sleep tonight?】

【Hotel?】

Xiao Zheng’s pockets were even cleaner than his face. All the hard-earned money had gone to the old headmaster to seek fame. Not to mention staying in a hotel for hundreds of nights, he couldn’t even bear to stay in a cheap hotel for fifty-one nights.

As he was struggling, Xiao Zheng caught a glimpse of the private detective following him from the corner of his eye. He was infuriated.

“Are you done yet?”

It was hard to tell if he had been caught red-handed or was being followed. Xiao Zheng threw a bottle at the private detective.

“Aiya!”

The private detective let out a blood-curdling screech, covering his head as he fled. He quickly disappeared into the sea of people.

“Do you like peeping on people so much? Hehehe …” Xiao Zheng lifted his bag as a devilish smile flashed across his lips. “Then, I’ll let you watch me until I’m done!”

… …. …

At 10 in the evening, Lin Huayin finally finished her day’s work. She stood up and stretched her slightly sore body before heading into the kitchen and preparing herself some dinner.

Located in the Pearl City’s affluent district, Lin Huaying lived in a three-story villa that covered two hundred square meters wide. To be able to see the beautiful night scenery of the riverbank was not something many were able to afford.

It was green all around, the market value of the district ranging close to 80 million.

Lin Huayin, who had a severe obsession with cleanliness and robust territorial nature, lived alone in this villa year round. She had never once invited a domestic chef or any other person to take care of her. She was the one who responsible for cleaning the large villa. Her strength was so strong that it shocked everyone.

Since she worked late, Lin Huayin only made herself an easily digestible fruit salad. Just as she was about to eat while reading the financial news, the doorbell rang like a midnight ghost. It also caused a trace of a surprise to flash across Lin Huayin’s pretty face.

Although the villa was not a secret residence, there were very few people who ever visited, especially in the evening hours. There were three reasons why. She’d either refuse to receive the guests, they lacked the courage to find her, or that she was so focused in her work that she didn’t have the time to mingle.

But tonight, for the first time, someone came to visit. How could this not surprise her?

“Could it be that Little Meng skipped school again?”

Lin Huayin, who had put down her fork, walked to the door. She was in the middle of thinking about how to reprimand her naughty little sister.

When she abruptly opened the door, she discovered that the one standing at the doorway was not Lin Xiaochang. Instead, it was the scoundrel that made her think the apocalypse was approaching!

In his right hand was a filthy canvas duffle bag, in his left was a kebab he purchased from a roadside stall, and in his mouth was a half-burnt cigarette.

He grinned and said, “As husband and wife, I’ll stay at your house for a year and a half. You won’t reject me, right?”

Without waiting for the despairing Lin Huayin to come back to her senses, Xiao Zheng carried his luggage into the living room.

A series of shocking black footprints was left on the mirror-smooth floor.