Chapter 137 The Fool's Bride for Good Luck 12

The Lu family owns many shops, and once the accounts are investigated, they're glued to their seats from morning till night.

At night, Xie Rong would lie in bed and couldn't help but turn his head to look outside the bed curtains.

He always felt that the evil spirits from his nightmares were still there.

Enraged, Xie Rong got out of bed, grabbed a pillow, and kicked open the door to the west wing.

"Wife?" The fool sat on the bed, staring blankly at him.

Xie Rong glared at him and said coldly, "Shut your mouth."

After saying that, he pushed past the fool, climbed onto the bed, and shrank to the innermost part.

He has no cultivation to protect him in this world. If the evil spirits in that secret realm dare to come, they will have to kill this fool first!

Xie Rong cursed a string of names in his heart with such resentment, and when he was tired of cursing, he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

In a hazy state, Xie Rong felt something wet and warm touch his forehead. Half-asleep, he cursed the bastard a few times before falling back asleep.

Xie Rong secretly slept in the west wing for half a month.

Although the idiot was not mentally sound, his body was much stronger than that of an ordinary man because of his years of fighting on the battlefield. Even if he was stabbed so unexpectedly, he would recover in half a month, leaving only a knife scar.

Xie Rong has been frightened by evil spirits these days, but she refuses to admit it, and has given up the idea of ​​cuckolding Lu Chuan.

The servants keeping watch outside always heard faint sobbing sounds coming from the west wing in the middle of the night.

It's strange, the wife and husband are sleeping in separate rooms. Could it be that the house is really haunted?

The maid trembled and dared not think any further.

...

Tonight, Xie Rong was in high spirits and completely forgot how she had stabbed a man in the chest and played games with a fool until midnight.

He should have been as tired as usual and slept until noon, but when he suddenly woke up, it was still midnight.

The pillow beside me was empty.

Where did that idiot go?

The bedding was a bit cold, and Xie Rong couldn't get warm no matter what she did. She suppressed her irritation and got out of bed to put on her shoes.

The servant who was keeping watch outside the courtyard was sleeping soundly by the door. Xie Rong pretended not to see him, carried the lantern and walked past the servant, leaving the courtyard.

The Lu residence was very large, unlike the newly built villas in Lizhou. The house was winding and the rooms were scattered in an interlocking pattern, so Xie Rong didn't know where to start looking for anyone.

That idiot is just a troublemaker! He might as well be dead!

"Host, let the system help you!" The white slime bounced on his shoulder.

No sooner had the system finished speaking than a gunshot rang out throughout the entire Lu residence.

Xie Rong stopped in his tracks, pondered for a moment, and then moved toward the direction of the gunshot.

Xie Rong blew out the lamp in his hand, squatted behind the artificial hill in the garden, and looked out through the gaps in the artificial hill.

The man sat in his favorite pavilion, dressed in a dark green military uniform. His eyes were sharp and cold under the brim of his hat, and his right leg, encased in a military boot, was placed on the head of a servant.

Two rows of solemn-faced soldiers stood on either side of the pavilion, completely unmoved by the servants' pleas for mercy, displaying utter indifference.

The man raised his black leather-gloved hand, picked up the bullets placed on the stone table, and slowly loaded them into a silver pistol. With a click, the bullet was chambered.

The gun was pointed at the servant at his feet.

"Sir! I really didn't seduce Madam! Madam asked me to wash her hair yesterday, and I really didn't do anything else!" the servant explained hysterically.

Beside him lay a warm corpse, another servant who had combed his wife's hair yesterday at noon. They were on good terms, and his wife had kept him in the room for an hour to massage her hair after seeing how well he did it.

That night, when he returned to his room with the servant, the servant jokingly said that his hands were still smelling of his wife's hair, and he didn't want to wash them at night.

If it were an ordinary lady from a wealthy family, the servants would naturally not have encountered or seen her. But the lady in the Lu family was not a woman to begin with, and she had married a fool. Unable to bear the loneliness, she dressed so flamboyantly and flaunted herself in front of them every day. They were all inexperienced young men, and who could resist such a slutty seduction?

Even if they couldn't bear it anymore, they wouldn't actually do anything to their wives. Tonight, his friend only secretly relieved himself in bed by using his wife's photos. Unexpectedly, the door was kicked open, and a group of menacing soldiers broke in and dragged them out.

Bang--!

The bullet pierced the servant's forehead.

The man tucked the gun back into his waistband and stood up.

"General, shall we handle them the same way as before?"

“Throw him into the pool,” the man’s voice was deep and cold, his tall and imposing figure with his back to Xie Rong, “so that he won’t just slack off all day.”

"Yes, sir!" The soldier saluted him and watched him leave.

...

The police officers, used to this, were completely indifferent as they pulled the person out of the pool.

Xie Rong stood by the pool, a servant holding an umbrella for him. "This is the fourth person to die, and your police station still can't find out?"

The police chief coughed, touched the tip of his nose, and said in a serious tone, "You're right, it's a bit too mysterious. People who don't know any better might think it's an evil ghost demanding repayment of a debt."

Xie Rong's face turned cold as soon as he heard the word "evil spirit".

"What debt are you collecting, and whose debt are you collecting?"

The police chief chuckled dryly, "Madam, don't worry, the Lu family is innocent. Blame these few servants for their dirty tricks."

"Oh? Is that so?" Xie Rong put his hand on the police chief's shoulder. "The chief's hands should be clean, right? Why don't you come and stay at the Lu residence for a few days and help me catch those unclean servants? It would be like saving their lives."

Now everyone in Lizhou knows that the Lu family's fool married a fiery and beautiful woman.

Even newspapers have secretly photographed Mrs. Lu shopping; it's impossible that she didn't have any ulterior motives.

But at this moment, the beauty's fragrance filled his arms, and her soft, fair hand rested on his shoulder. The police chief's expression changed drastically as if he had seen the King of Hell, and he took several steps back.

"The police station has been too busy lately, I really can't spare the time. Next time, I'll definitely come to visit your wife!" The police chief gave a wink to the person next to him, then carried the two corpses and fled in a panic.

Xie Rong withdrew his gaze and scoffed, "They're all a bunch of spineless bastards."

"If you want someone with guts, why don't you look for me?" A large hand wrapped around his waist from behind, forcefully pulling him into an embrace.

Xie Rong felt a strange yet familiar sensation as her slender back bumped against the man's hard chest. She almost thought that Lu Chuan, that bastard, had finally stopped pretending. She turned her head and raised an eyebrow slightly.

The man in front of me was wearing a military uniform similar to the one from last night. In just a few months, his face had gained a lot of the battle-hardened look he had on the battlefield.

"Sister-in-law, you've become more and more beautiful since I last saw you," Shen Gaoyang chuckled softly, her gaze sweeping unabashedly over his face.

The maid holding the umbrella nearby wished she could bury her head in the pool.

Xie Rong's fingertips traced the badges on the man's shoulder that displayed his merits. "Aren't you afraid of drowning in the pool tomorrow?"

Shen Gaoyang grabbed his hand tightly, "Dying in my cousin's fishpond would be worth it in this life."