C34 Future Wife

"Huo, what gives you the right to decide things for me?"

"Because you're going to be my future wife."

"You're shameless! Who said I'm your future wife? We don't have any verbal agreement or real engagement. Can you stop being so shameless?"

"Hmm? Do you need a marriage certificate? If you want one, you'll have it in a couple of days."

"What do you mean? Are you trying to force me into this?"

"Sweetheart, 'force' isn't quite the right word for you."

The man chuckled lazily, his handsome and refined face showing a playful disapproval. He added, "Dropping the 'force' part seems more fitting, considering you're still quite the woman."

"You, Huo Lingxiao, you jerk!" Yuvyuv jumped up, trying to bite him. "I won't listen to you! You can't control me."

"Hmm, sweetheart, are you sure? I seem to recall you owe me quite a bit of money," Huo Lingxiao calmly replied, twirling a lock of her hair around his finger.

His smile was as gentle as autumn water, making her eyes sparkle with surprise.

"When did I ever owe you money?" Yuvyuv exclaimed, her mouth open in shock.

"Sweetheart, not paying back debts and trying to deny them is a bad habit," Huo Lingxiao said, his fingers still playing with her hair, as if he was addicted to the game.

With one hand playing with her hair, he smoothly produced a crisp white paper, placing it in front of her.

"Take it, be good, and read it carefully. Sign it, so you don't make a habit of denying things like today."

"What is this?" Yuvyuv asked, bewildered, but quickly snatched the paper from his hand.

After she read it, she slapped it onto the table.

Her eyes flared with anger as she glared at the man who seemed to be enjoying playing with her hair. "Huo, you're trying to scam me!"

"How could I? You're my future wife. Even if I were to swindle the whole world, I'd never cheat you out of a single cent," Huo Lingxiao said with a confident smile.

"Ha! You talk like you're some kind of future conqueror. If you weren't trying to cheat me, how did I end up owing you a fortune?" Ye Yuvyuv retorted, grabbing a piece of paper and shoving it in front of the shameless man.

Pointing at the list, she continued, "What is this supposed to mean? When did I become some kind of commodity you could buy? And this—when did you ever buy me a car or a gun? And what's this? Wow, how generous of you. I don't recall anyone ever buying me clothes or shoes."

Ye Yuvyuv was tempted to tear up the list of debts and throw it at the face of the man who seemed like a wolf in sheep's clothing. But she hesitated, considering the difference in their strength and recalling how terrifying this man had been in the past. So, she reluctantly shoved the paper back at him.

"Take it back. Stop trying to cheat me. Did you forget who my dad is? He used to be a notorious bandit, and now he's the Finance Secretary of the city. If he sees this list, he'll definitely beat you with a broom."

Ye Yuvyuv, quick-witted as ever, used her father as a shield.

"He won't," Huo Lingxiao suddenly said, leaving Ye Yuvyuv puzzled. She looked up at him, confused. "What do you mean, he won't?"

"Your dad, my future father-in-law, won't beat me with a broom," Huo Lingxiao replied, unusually patient with the young woman in front of him.

If Adjutant Chen saw this, he'd definitely look like he'd seen a ghost and mutter, "Oh my, our young master must be under the spell of that Fifth Miss, and it's a beauty spell at that."

"Hey, you!"

Yuvyuv listened to the man in front of her, who shamelessly kept calling her his future little wife, and now even mentioned her father as his future father-in-law. Her anger flared up.

"I seriously emphasize and warn you, I am not your so-called future little wife, and my dad is not your future father-in-law. Stop flattering yourself, hmph."

"Alright, as you wish. From now on, you're my future so-called little wife. Happy now?" Huo Lingxiao suddenly smiled good-naturedly, but his words were enough to choke someone.

He raised his hand.

Yuvyuv's eyelid twitched in fear. "What, what are you doing? Are you going to hit me?"

But in the next second, that large hand naturally landed on her head, playfully ruffling her hair.

Above her, the man chuckled lazily, "Girl, be good. How could I bear to hit you? Just behave, alright?"

"So, if I'm not good, you'll hit me?" Yuvyuv's mind went blank as he ruffled her hair, which now hung messily in front of her eyes, and she asked dumbly.

As soon as she asked, she almost bit her tongue in regret.

Feeling embarrassed, she sensed a tickle by her ear as the man whispered teasingly, "Girl, if you're not good, I'll spank you."

"You, you're shameless, you rogue." Yuvyuv's face turned crimson.

Instinctively, she widened her beautiful amber eyes and reached to cover her backside.

"Be good, girl. As long as you behave, I won't spank you." Huo Lingxiao's large hand gently brushed past her small hands that were protectively covering her back, tapping lightly a couple of times.

Terrified, Yuvyuv just wanted to cover her backside and run away.

This man is absolutely infuriating and despicable.

At that moment, she wanted to shout to the heavens, "God, is this wretched man in front of me a demon you sent to torment me? Please take him away."

Unfortunately, it seemed like God wasn't listening. Otherwise, why would this living, breathing demon still be standing here?

The man, tall and imposing, suddenly stood up. In an instant, his towering figure effortlessly captured Yuvyuv, who was trying to escape, pulling her into his embrace.

Huo Lingxiao's smile was as captivating as spring, his long arms encircling the small woman who was constantly trying to break free. In a low, charming voice, he said, "Little one, stay here with Uncle Qian for a few days. Be good, and I'll come back to see you soon, okay?"

"As if I care to see you," Yuvyuv retorted without thinking. Realizing her mistake, she quickly looked up and angrily said, "Why should I listen to you? I don't want to stay in this godforsaken place, and I definitely don't want to be under the same roof as that old fraud."

In the distance, Elder Qian, who was eavesdropping with his back turned, was so infuriated by her words that his mustache twitched uncontrollably.