Outside, Luo Beishi was helplessly urging the police officers to finish taking his statement. "Officer, I'll have our family lawyer handle the follow-up. Besides, if I don't get home soon, my husband will be starving."
The officer: "???" He hadn't expected this Mr. Luo to be so different in person from the image described by netizens.
How was this a ruthless man? He was clearly a wife whose only concern was his husband!
Luo Beishi had been hurrying them along from the very beginning, yet he seemed completely unconcerned about having caught those men!
Such magnanimity was truly admirable!
The officers quickly finished taking his statement and bowed deeply to Luo Beishi. "Thank you, Comrade Luo. These men are wanted fugitives, and we've devoted a great deal of police resources to trying to arrest them.
"Now you've captured them single-handedly. You deserve full credit. Thank you so much. We'll definitely present you with a reward later!"
Luo Beishi hastily shook his head. He really had no time left to chat. "There's no need for a reward. I'm heading home now. Goodbye, officers." Luo Beishi hurried away.
For the first time, Huo Cixiao felt that time was passing terribly slowly. What's going on with my bargain wife today? Why hasn't he come back yet? Did something happen to him outside?
My bargain wife is so rich himself, yet he doesn't even ask A Hu and the others to arrange some men to accompany him. And I've heard he's very good-looking. What if someone kidnaps him for ransom and sexually assaults him too...
The more Huo Cixiao thought along those lines, the more plausible it seemed, and the more agitated he became.
It wasn't that he cared about his wife. He just felt that his bargain wife treated him well, so he... He struggled to break through the boundless fog, but he couldn't manage it at all.
Only at that moment did he feel the helplessness of being in a vegetative state...
But no one noticed the thin sheen of sweat that seeped from his forehead, only to disappear again soon afterward.
Uncle Chen was waiting downstairs in a state of anxiety. He had suggested before that the young madam take a few bodyguards with him when he went out, but the madam simply wouldn't listen, even calling it troublesome. This time, something really had happened, and he didn't know whether the madam had been hurt.
Uncle Chen paced back and forth downstairs, deeply worried.
"Uncle Chen, I'm back." Luo Beishi arrived home two hours later than usual and saw Uncle Chen pacing anxiously.
"Oh! Young madam! You're finally back! We really should send some bodyguards with you from now on! Something this serious happened-what would we do if anything went wrong?" Only after seeing that Luo Beishi's clothes were still neat and unwrinkled, and that his face was uninjured, did Uncle Chen relax.
He immediately came over and took the black shoulder bag from Luo Beishi's hand.
Luo Beishi saw that worry had added quite a few wrinkles to Uncle Chen's face. "Sorry for worrying you, Uncle Chen." Smiling, Luo Beishi headed toward the kitchen to wash his hands before feeding his vegetative husband.
He had previously instructed that only he could feed him, so even though he was two hours late, no one dared go upstairs to do it.
Even Uncle Chen felt that he himself wasn't reliable and that the madam did a better job of feeding him.
"In any case, when there are more people around, it's dangerous too. Madam, why don't you keep a few bodyguards by your side? Otherwise, these old bones of mine won't have any peace of mind at home." Uncle Chen stayed beside him, launching into a stream of nagging.
In the end, Luo Beishi surrendered to the nagging.
"All right, but two will be enough." With his system and his indestructible body, Luo Beishi hadn't paid attention to this issue before. He hadn't expected his enemies to come after him so soon.
"Madam, I'll ask Captain A Long to assign some men to you right away." Uncle Chen felt that although the young madam seemed easy to talk to, he was actually extremely stubborn and usually wouldn't budge once he had made a decision.
His willingness to let two bodyguards accompany him was already something.
Visible delight spread across Uncle Chen's face, and he happily went off to find someone.
Watching Uncle Chen's retreating figure, Luo Beishi's lips curved slightly. At least Uncle Chen genuinely cared about him in this villa. It didn't feel bad.
When he returned to the bedroom door, Luo Beishi carried the tray in both hands. Two bodyguards stood guard outside.
"Hello, Madam," the two bodyguards greeted him in unison.
Already used to it, Luo Beishi merely gave a slight nod.
Even before entering, he could feel the chill in the room. A bodyguard immediately opened the door for him, and a gust of cold air struck their faces.
"Is the air conditioner broken?" Luo Beishi frowned slightly. He remembered making sure the heating was on before leaving. Has someone tampered with it?
"No, Madam, the air conditioner is working normally... Maybe Boss got upset because you still hadn't come back!" A Hu offered his self-assured guess.
Luo Beishi drew a deep breath. No way. My vegetative husband isn't actually conscious, is he?
Then wouldn't that mean my vegetative husband heard every little thing I've been up to lately?
"All right, got it. A Hu, you two go eat. You can come back on duty afterward." Luo Beishi didn't like having people standing outside the door while he was there.
"Tongtong, hurry and check whether Huo Cixiao is conscious!!" Luo Beishi was practically screaming inside his head.
"Host, not yet. The system hasn't detected any consciousness for now."
"That doesn't make sense. Then what's going on right now?" Luo Beishi slowly made his way toward Huo Cixiao's bedside, his slippers making little sound against the floor.
"Even when a villain is asleep, his icy aura is still extremely powerful. Isn't that common in novels? Relax, Host. If there's nothing else, I'm going to watch a movie."
Luo Beishi felt helpless. He had ended up with a system that loved slacking off.
"Hubby, I'm back. It's all my fault for leaving you hungry." Luo Beishi set the tray on the bedside table.
"After class today, I ran into a few people who wanted to capture me, but I sent them to the police station instead." Luo Beishi carefully wiped around Huo Cixiao's lips before slowly beginning to feed him.
Luo Beishi's brief, casual account only made Huo Cixiao more agitated.
He had known something had happened to his bargain wife. He had come back so late, when normally he was eager to spend every second glued to his side, even listening to the radio together.
What happened? My bargain wife isn't hurt, is he? Did he cry? His voice sounds a little hoarse.
Damn it, are A Long and A Hu idiots? Can't they assign some men to protect my bargain wife? They're usually so smart. Have pigs chewed up their brains now?!
If anything happens to my bargain wife, won't I be the one left widowed?!
After finishing feeding him, Luo Beishi said in amusement, "Hubby, why are you pulling such a sour face again today? Who bullied you?"
Huo Cixiao: "..." Who would dare bully me? I'd chop them up as soon as I got up. Isn't it all because of you, my bargain wife? You were two whole hours late!
And you won't even explain how it happened. Is it because I'm vegetative, so it doesn't matter whether I listen or not? Do vegetative patients have no rights?
"I've already guessed who did it. Before long, he'll receive a big face-slapping gift package." Somewhat tired, Luo Beishi lay down beside Huo Cixiao's hand, speaking in a weak voice.
Then he lifted Huo Cixiao's long, perfect hand with its pronounced knuckles and rested it against his face. Ah, my vegetative husband is so cold.