Li Ye felt reassured after seeing Li Dayong home, but once he got home and into bed, he found himself subjected to his wife's relentless questioning.
Wen Leyu reached out and turned Li Ye's head straight, her big eyes unblinking as they fixed on his.
"What exactly were you lot doing, running around until this late?"
Li Ye said in surprise, "Xiao Yu, you don't trust me now? With a little fairy like you at home, would I need to go looking for other girls?"
"Hmph~"
Wen Leyu was not buying it. With a cold snort, she said, "I trust you, but I don't trust Jin Peng. He's gone bad lately. If you pick up a trick or two from him, I'll make sure you learn just how fierce I can be."
"Gasp~"
Li Ye was stunned.
Only that afternoon, Jin Peng had been telling Li Ye and the others just how enchanting the nightclub girls in Eastern Europe were. It was barely midnight—how did Wen Leyu already know?
Had his little wife started learning intelligence work? That was not good news.
Half-jokingly, Li Ye said, "Where did you see that Brother Peng was acting strange? Some time ago, he told me Soviet Russia was more corrupt than we were. He deals with wealthy people all day long—could someone have dragged him into the mud?"
Wen Leyu stared into Li Ye's eyes for quite a while. Only after confirming that Jin Peng had not led him astray did she huff, "Most likely. Today, I saw Jin Peng discussing Hong Kong actresses with Pei Wencong. From that tone and expression of theirs, you could tell at a glance that birds of a feather flock together."
So it was Pei Wencong's fault!
Only then did Li Ye understand. It was Pei Wencong,