Seriously, man.
Are you messing with me?
You looked ready to fight just a moment ago. How did this suddenly turn into some great act of virtue?
Miss Long...
Or rather, the Double Happiness Bride, could not quite grasp all these twists and turns.
She was, at her core, a vicious ghost.
Although Long Peiyun's sub-personality had given her human memories and thought processes, she often could not truly understand the emotions and meanings behind them.
As far as she was concerned...
Anyone who offended her should be killed.
The reason she had only slapped him was not mercy. She wanted Jiang Qiao to decide how he should die.
Because Jiang Qiao was powerful.
The strong ruled.
But why were they not killing him now?
"It was a misunderstanding."
"We're all friends here. Surely a little argument isn't worth fighting to the death over?"
"There's no need."
Jiang Qiao spoke with a cheerful smile.
He looked quite sincere.
He even patted Long Peiyun's arm, signaling that the matter was settled.
Long Peiyun did not understand.
But she chose to respect his decision.
Only then did Chen Xiaowan and her brother, who had been braced for a formidable enemy, finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"S-sorry..."
"Brother Jiang..."
Chen Baolin steeled himself and stepped forward to apologize, his badly swollen cheek making his expression awkward. He could not see anything special about Jiang Qiao. The man was just an ordinary person.
But with such a powerful expert backing him, Chen Baolin had no choice but to bow his head.
Freeloader!
Live-in son-in-law!
Kept husband!
Shameless bastard!
Pah!
He cursed furiously inside, but remained utterly respectful on the surface. "I was wrong. I shouldn't have spoken so rudely. Please be generous and forgive my recklessness."
That slap had not only swollen his