Complaints

Complaints

Shen Wuxiao's and Yun Zhiyi's subordinates thought something had happened and rushed over at once.

When they discovered that a massive crater had been blasted into the cabin, they were completely baffled.

Shen Wuxiao fiddled with the spatula and said to them, "Perfect timing. Make some noise by hitting the wall!"

"As long as it sounds like someone's smashing things."

They looked at one another, but they did as told.

Bang! Crash! Boom! Smack!

The commotion was indeed quite loud.

After a while, Shen Wuxiao waved his hand and sent his subordinates away.

"Alright, get out. If Ye Chen asks, tell him my wife and I fell out, and she's beating me up!"

Then he looked at Yun Zhiyi. "Wife, do you want it sweet? Should I add some sugar?"

Yun Zhiyi pouted. "I want braised food, not sugar!"

"Oh, alright!"

Shen Wuxiao continued cooking seriously.

The commotion here, however, caught Ye Chen's attention.

He was ecstatic.

He had not expected things to go so smoothly.

Shen Wuxiao was the sort who feared neither heaven nor earth.

He also had a young master's temper—brutal, ruthless, and unreasonable.

Even if someone else's dog peed on the utility pole outside his house, he would slaughter that person's whole family before digging through their ancestral graves.

Now Yun Zhiyi was angry and had made a move.

Shen Wuxiao definitely felt humiliated in front of his subordinates.

A huge quarrel was inevitable.

Wonderful!

He quietly poked his head out, wanting to go over and take a look.

At that moment, he happened to see one of Shen Wuxiao's subordinates passing by.

"Did something happen over there?" Ye Chen hurriedly asked, feigning concern.

"Not sure what happened. The Young Madam and Young Master got into it and even started fighting. It's probably pretty serious!"