Chapter 365: Chapter 366: Ye Wuchen Returns (9)
As soon as he appeared, he treated him like an enemy who had stolen his wife and now wanted to steal his mother; how could he possibly let this guy do as he pleased?
Now, Zi Qianjing seemed to have forgotten that Ye Wuchen didn’t even know he was his son. In his eyes, wasn’t this brat just someone trying to steal his wife?
Everyone was stunned in that moment, gazing in shock at the two equally perfect men competing for one woman, their expressions as astonished as if they’d seen a dinosaur…
Ye Wuchen’s face darkened as his large hand tightly gripped the woman’s arm, his eyes filled with a sour look cast toward Zi Qianjing.
“Because I am her husband!”
If it were just a matter of another man appearing by Mu Ruyue’s side, he wouldn’t have felt so jealous; after all, she was such an outstanding woman—it was normal for men to be around her.
The problem was, just now, she was so gentle with that young man, even wiping his hands, something she had never done for him.
How could Ye Wuchen possibly ignore this and not feel jealous?
At this moment, Ye Wuchen didn’t realize that as soon as he referred to himself this way, all the disciples present were dumbfounded.
Husband? Senior Brother Wuchen actually called himself that woman’s husband? How could that be possible?
“She’s your wife, but also my mother…” Before the words “my mother” could slip out, Zi Qianjing hastily stopped himself, pausing before adding, “She is the woman I want to protect!”
“That will depend on whether she’s willing!”
Both men were tugging at one of her hands, neither willing to give in, causing Mu Ruyue’s face to darken bit by bit, her voice carrying a hint of anger.
“How much longer are you going to pull at me? Let go of me, both of you!”
Seeing the displeasure in the woman’s eyes, both men quickly let go but continued to glare at each other, unwilling to show weakness.
“Wife, it was he who bullied me first,” Ye Wuchen glared at Zi Qianjing, his purple eyes filled with grievance, “You’ve never wiped my hands for me, but just now, you were so gentle wiping his hands. He’s obviously trying to compete with me for you. Wife, I am already yours—we are married, and we’ve consummated our marriage. You’ve taken all of me; you can’t ignore that now, otherwise… otherwise, I will make sure you can’t leave the bed for a hundred days.”
“Ye Wuchen, after saying so much, what are you trying to do?”
“Treat me as gently as you just did him…”
Ye Wuchen lifted his gaze, his handsome face couldn’t look more wronged.
Looking at the man’s hand stretched out in front of her, Mu Ruyue was completely dumbfounded. Was this man, wearing such a look of grievance, really the enigmatic and Shura-like Ye Wuchen?
Could he be an imposter?
“Ye Wuchen!” Mu Ruyue gritted her teeth harshly, “Are you on the wrong medication?”
“I didn’t take the wrong medicine, but I did get jealous,” Ye Wuchen said, his face full of the air of jealousy, his purple eyes carrying a sense of resentment: “Wife, you’ve never wiped my hands, but you so gently and carefully tended to this stranger’s hands. You’ve never been that attentive to me…”
Mu Ruyue was taken aback. She couldn’t possibly explain to Ye Wuchen that she simply viewed Zi Qianjing as her son. After all, there wasn’t a great age difference between her and Zi Qianjing; saying such things would be far-fetched.
“Instead of spending your time being jealous, you might as well deal with the matter at hand,” Zi Qianjing said with a cold sneer, glancing over the stunned faces, “She has been dishonored by so many idiots; how do you propose to settle this?”
Truth be told, Ye Wuchen still didn’t know what exactly had happened.