Mr. Xiao, your wife is back

Who Dares to Bother My Niece?

Su Jin's smile had no warmth but was also evil. If they insisted on moving, no one should blame him when he stuck his most poisonous needle into their body.

Yu Haiyang's lips twitched due to his arrogance. He shouldn't have believed her. Oh great. He may end up worse off than he did.

Those people were pouting at Su Jin, thinking he was crazy. Poor—his good looks could not at all compensate for his intelligence. He's really stupid.

“Pretty talk. Let's finish our goal—cut all limbs and roll around before the police return.”

One of the cowardly men asked, his voice quivering, “Isn't this too brutal? Our supervisor told us to just injure his tendon.”

The man in the lead swung his palm, slapping the back of the shy man's head. “Sials. It's all the crazy woman's fault. Get to work now, people. Don't forget the crazy ones. Cut cut cut.”

All the thugs raised their daggers, aiming at Yu Haiyang's limbs. They would swing down simultaneously to complete the work in a single slash.

Yu Haiyang stared with his eyes wide open, and he laughed almost self-deprecatingly. His life flashed before his eyes—ini him. Giving up on fate, he closed his eyes.

Instantly, he heard a sharp metallic clang sound mixed with moans and cries. The dagger never landed on his skin and flesh. Out of curiosity, he opened his eyes and his mouth gaped.

As if someone was hitting them hard, the people wearing those helmets all collapsed to the ground, rolling around in pain.

Yu Haiyang sat down, his words blurting out all curiosity, "What happened? Why are they on the ground?” It was impossible for all of them to get a strange illness at the same time—even if they did, they would not roll around and wail on the floor.

Leaning back to the bike, a grinning Su Jin voiced out using text-to-speech, “Do you see that, nephew? I didn't let you down, did I? I said I'd save you. Worth calling me aunt, isn't it? ”

He stared coldly at the thugs before returning to her. He said the words, "Satisfied, dear nephew?"

He brandished his thumb, his eyes full of admiration. He's very happy, of course. “That's my greatest Aunt Jinku—destroyed so many men in one blow.”

Su Jin fainted from pleasure. "We're going to have a party tonight, dear niece."

Realizing how he kept calling her his nephew, he suddenly felt embarrassed. She scratched the back of her head and added, “You are not only beautiful, but you are also cool. Since we're the same age, calling you aunty will only make you look old. I'll call you Su instead.” They were classmates, both no more than twenty—they were still children. There was no way she would call him her aunt.

While his mind wandered elsewhere, Yu Haiyang peeked quickly at Su Jin, studying his face. Looking at her sharp face, which was extremely beautiful, her heart skipped a beat. Oh naw. He may have caught the feeling.

Su Jin approached her, noticing how she zoned. He quickly typed, “Why are you on the ground? Wake."

When she reached out her hand, her heart pounded even more, and her cheeks instantly blushed red the goddess offered her hand.

As he daydreamed while staring at his palm again, impatience flashed across his face. He type, “Wake up. Stop sitting.”

Embarrassed and embarrassed, he stood up while holding his hand. The red hue on his face was now more red. Ever since he had grabbed her hand, her heart was now his. With eyes full of adoration, she whispered, “From now on, you are my dew. my only dew.”

There was a teasing gesture in his smile. She typed her text-to-speech, "So I'm a goddess now, not a mute girl?"