"I just got back and didn't want to bother you guys with any trouble," Xiao Zheng took a drag of his cigarette, then stood up heading for the door.
Zhou Zixiong, knowing Xiao Zheng's solitary nature, quickly followed to accompany him.
As they stepped out of the interrogation room, an attractive female police officer said, "Chief, the president of Qianqiu Group, Leng Ruobing, is here... She's come to bail out a man named Xiao Zheng."
"Alright, you don't need to see me out, my wife is here," Xiao Zheng looked back and smiled.
"Wife? Leng Ruobing is your wife?" Zhou Zixiong was flabbergasted.
"Sort of..." Xiao Zheng's face was filled with melancholy, verbally acknowledging her as his wife but inwardly doubting, musing over the fact that she was not so much a wife but more of a nemesis.
After watching Xiao Zheng leave, Zhou Zixiong broke out in a cold sweat, his smile gradually turning serious.
He sighed internally, and couldn't help but recall some memories as he said softly, "The prodigy of Tianji Sect has returned; it's bound to cause quite the stir!"
"Chief, who is this Xiao character?" Xiao Yufei came over, visibly upset.
Zhou Zixiong gave her a stern glance and said sharply, "No matter who he is, you need to keep your temper in check from now on. Stop causing me trouble!"
"But..."
Before Xiao Yufei could speak.
Zhou Zixiong turned away indifferently, his heart trembling at the thought that the Killing God had actually returned! What a mess he'd have to clean up now.
Xiao Zheng, walking out of the police station and smoking a cigarette, spotted a champagne-colored Maserati parked on the side of the road from a distance.
Without a second thought, Xiao Zheng knew it must be his wife, Leng Ruobing.
He lit a cigarette and took a seat in the car.
"Put out your cigarette!" Leng Ruobing commanded coldly from the driver's seat, not even looking back.
Xiao Zheng chuckled bitterly, took a deep drag, and then flicked the cigarette butt out the window.
"Wife, this car's not bad at all, how come I've never seen you drive it before?" Xiao Zheng surveyed the car's luxurious interior with appreciation.
Leng Ruobing glanced at him with an icy look and asked coolly, "What happened? How'd you end up at the station?"
"Ah, it's a long story. Would you believe me if I said I was framed?" Xiao Zheng couldn't be bothered to explain. After all, it was too much to explain in just a few words, and even if he did, it didn't mean Leng Ruobing would believe him.
But Leng Ruobing was already used to it and didn't bother asking for the reasons.
Leng Ruobing's eyebrows creased slightly as she said, "My brother is coming tonight, make sure you don't give us away."
"My brother-in-law is coming?" Xiao Zheng was taken aback, then smirked cheekily, "Is my brother-in-law coming over to see if we've 'made the little man' yet?"
"You wish for your own dead self!" Leng Ruobing cursed angrily, "Watch your image, and if you slip up, I'll dock your pay!"
"Geez, dock my pay? Look here, sis, our marriage contract is only for three hundred thousand, and you've already docked two hundred thousand. Please don't dock the last hundred," Xiao Zheng internally cursed capitalists for always threatening him with wage deductions.
"If you behave well, I won't shortchange you after the contract ends. But remember this one thing: you must do as I say!" Leng Ruobing's sly gaze twinkled with pride, and the domineering CEO's aura was unmistakable.
"Do everything you say? What if one day I'm taking a shower and you, upon seeing my body, are overcome by lust, forcing me to do some 'indecent physical' things? Do I have to listen to you then too?" Xiao Zheng wore an expression of tragic pain.
He sighed inwardly: Making a living off one's looks isn't easy!
Upon hearing this, Leng Ruobing's pretty eyes went wide, and she snorted coldly, "Don't worry, even if I, Leng Ruobing, were blind, I wouldn't spare you a glance!" With that, she floored the gas pedal, and the car shot forward like a rocket.
Half an hour later, the two of them returned to Yunlan Villa.
"Park the car in the garage." Leng Ruobing tossed him the keys as she stepped out of the car.
She then walked towards the villa, swaying her hips in a black, form-fitting skirt. Watching her pert derriere sway, Xiao Zheng let out a wicked smile.
He drove the sports car towards the garage.
Just as she entered, Leng Ruobing's delicate eyebrows furrowed. She noticed two burly bodyguards in black suits standing at the entrance.
"Who let you in?" Leng Ruobing asked, her eyes ice-cold.
She sashayed into the house with a bewitching gait and saw two more stoic-faced bodyguards inside; a blasé-looking young man was sitting on the sofa, legs crossed, engrossed in a mobile game.
The man was in his thirties, with long hair and a lean figure, laughing heartily as he played the game with excitement.
"Who let you in?" Leng Ruobing asked with a cold and quiet shout, "Get out!"
With Leng Ruobing's appearance, the young man slowly put away his phone, grinned, and said, "Ruobing, after all, I'm your brother. Is this how you greet your brother when he visits?"
The youth in front of her was Leng Qingxuan, her half-brother by the same father. He was sly and a typical spendthrift. Ever since Leng Ruobing took charge of the Qianqiu Group and seized power, Leng Qingxuan had been making endless difficulties, attempting to take back control of the company from her.
Unfortunately for him, he was neither as competent nor as effective in management as Leng Ruobing was.
"I heard you found a man to marry. How come you never mentioned it?" the youth asked casually while puffing on a cigar.
Leng Ruobing's gaze was frosty: "Sorry, but my business is none of your concern."
Faced with Leng Ruobing's dismissive attitude, Leng Qingxuan chuckled, not taking offense, and continued to walk around the living room. With hands behind his back, he said coldly, "Leng Ruobing, I don't care about your personal affairs, but remember this clearly, not just any man can step foot into the Leng Family's door!"
As he spoke, his tone turned incredibly frosty.
Just then, Xiao Zheng, who had returned from the garage, saw two black-clad bodyguards at the entrance. Xiao Zheng was all smiles, realizing that his brother-in-law had arrived. As he approached, however, the bodyguards blocked him.
"What's this? I can't even enter my own house now?" Xiao Zheng laughed, glanced through to the living room, and noticed a man in a light blue suit standing in front of Leng Ruobing, saying something.
Without a doubt, this had to be Leng Ruobing's brother.
"Mr. Leng is discussing matters. Please step aside for now," said one curly-haired bodyguard coldly.
Xiao Zheng chuckled, "My brother-in-law is here, we're all family, why should I step aside?"
As he spoke, he moved to enter the house.
At that moment, the curly-haired bodyguard's large hand clamped onto Xiao Zheng's shoulder. Towering nearly at one meter ninety, he looked down at Xiao Zheng and scoffed, "Saying 'please' was a courtesy. Don't be a goddamn ingrate, now get the hell out of here!"
"Is that so?" Xiao Zheng's eyes chilled, and with a shrug of his shoulder, he flicked off the large hand that was resting there.
The curly-haired bodyguard, taken aback, reached out again to grab him, but Xiao Zheng's right hand moved swiftly, swift as lightning, his palm enveloping the bodyguard's hand. His fingers, like the Spirit Snake, slipped between the guard's fingers and with a twist, a crack echoed!
The curly-haired bodyguard screamed in agony, his fingers broken, and he knelt before Xiao Zheng on the spot.
The other bodyguard quickly lunged forward, throwing a punch towards Xiao Zheng's nose. Xiao Zheng, not even looking, delivered a sweeping kick, instantly knocking the bodyguard three to four meters away, into the flowerbed, where he let out a pained cry.