So You Should Die

"Young master! What do you mean by this?" Mi Hua asked.

This was simply baffling! He had not provoked him at all.

The corner of Dugu Bo's mouth twitched slightly. This brat was not seriously planning to snatch another man's wife by force, was he?

If a disciple of the Pope did something like this and word got out, the consequences would be far from ordinary.

"What do I mean? To make a long story short, I've taken a liking to your wife and want to keep her for myself. Do you understand now?" Dongfang Yu said coldly.

"This..." Mi Hua felt as miserable as if he had swallowed a lump of shit.

He did not look like a lecherous man. Mi Hua had rendered meritorious service, and the other man did not seem like someone who liked to act recklessly.

"What? Not convinced?" Dongfang Yu asked, already placing a hand around Madame Rose's waist, drawing a string of coquettish protests from her.

Madame Rose melted into Dongfang Yu's embrace. "Young master, you're so naughty~"

What they were doing was no longer merely a slap in Mi Hua's face. It was like grinding his face into the dirt and stomping it into a pile of shit.

What man could endure such humiliation?

Women were often a man's source of pride. Now, Mi Hua had lost both his face and his dignity.

The strange thing was that Mi Hua actually endured it. The gloom on his face gradually gave way to a smile as he said calmly, "If you like her, young master, please take her. This humble one will harbor no resentment whatsoever."

Dongfang Yu gave him a serious look. What a talent. Someone was playing with his wife right in front of him, and he did not even mind.