Upon receiving the message, Ah Long immediately hung up the phone. Just as Li Yu's expression showed joy and anticipation, Ah Long punched him in the cheek with a "bang."
The crowd was startled and quickly retreated.
Wen Jiaojiao was completely bewildered; she understood Ah Long's bizarre actions even less.
Why did this person suddenly go crazy?
Li Yu lay on the ground, his face bruised and swollen, groaning in pain.
Ah Long pulled out a sharp dagger and pressed it against his cheek, giving him a fierce warning:
"Remember to stay away from our young lady in the future, or next time, you might not even be alive."
Wen Jiaojiao murmured:
"It's really three sets minus two, and one set is still hanging."
Li Yu nodded in bewilderment, and staggered away the instant he was released:
Damn it, how dare you hit me? Just you wait.
Wen Zhaoye's chest, which had been filled with indignation, suddenly felt relieved:
"If one comes, we'll take it down; if two come, we'll take them down. If there are any bad romantic prospects, we'll nip them all in the bud."
After filming her part, Wen Jiaojiao sat back down on the recliner to rest.
She wore sunglasses and enjoyed being served by a group of people. Even Li Suo followed her around, eager to explain things whenever he had a spare moment, all in anticipation of her future life of wealth.
Wen Zhaoye stood on the second floor, looking at her with a slight smile in his eyes:
"With life like this, she probably won't even think about me anymore."
Li Zhu stood behind him, not understanding how his job as an assistant had turned into that of a housekeeper, and how he had to keep an eye on him every day.
Down on the street, Ah Long stood behind him, maintaining his bodyguard posture.
Suddenly, a voice came from behind:
"Ah Long, your wife is here to see you."
Ah Long's face stiffened, a bad feeling creeping over him. He glanced sideways and saw Wen Jiaojiao lifting her glasses, staring at him with narrowed eyes. He said awkwardly:
"Miss, I'm going out for a bit."
Wen Jiaojiao stood up and said with a forced smile:
"Let's go together. I happen to be free too. I have to praise your work."
Ah Long didn't dare to move and said:
"Go back and tell her I'm busy, and we can talk when I get home."
After he finished speaking, Wen Jiaojiao stood up and looked over. Among the busy employees stood a petite woman with a lovely face.
She smiled enigmatically and said, "What a lucky man! You're so big, yet you've found such a petite and delicate girl."
A blush crept onto Ah Long's icy expression, and his voice softened, sounding slightly pleading:
"Miss, please, spare my life."
"You just need a salary, what do you need a way to make a living?" Wen Jiaojiao said, then walked up to the woman, her eyebrows curving slightly.
"Hello, I called you last time."
Li Yuruo frowned slightly:
"I don't remember contacting you."
Her voice was low and husky, unlike the pleasant voice of the woman on the phone before.
Wen Jiaojiao's expression froze upon hearing this, as if she had discovered something extraordinary. She tentatively asked:
"You are...Ah Long's wife?"
Li Yuruo nodded and said very politely:
"Yes, Miss Jiang."
Wen Jiaojiao's eyes widened involuntarily: "..."
Why does Ah Long look so proper?
He even had a mistress on the side?
Ah Long stood behind the two, constantly wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"Miss, please go back quickly."
Wen Jiaojiao glanced at him and asked in a cold voice:
What are you feeling guilty about?
Li Yuruo frowned slightly:
"Ah Long, what's going on? Why is Miss talking so strangely?"
Ah Long swallowed hard, his breath catching in his throat, and said:
"Xiaoyu, it's...it's nothing, it's all a misunderstanding."
Li Ruoyu knew him best. Her face turned cold, a stark contrast to her previous demeanor. She roared with great force:
"Speak quickly."
Wen Jiaojiao was so frightened that she froze and silently took two steps back.
"I didn't say anything, don't blame me."
Ah Long's face turned pale, and before he could even speak, his ear was twisted into a pretzel. He cried out in pain:
"No, Xiaoyu, let's talk about it when we get home."
Li Ruoyu's eyes blazed with fire:
"Go home? If you dare to do anything to betray me, go get a divorce right now, and don't even think about going home."
Ah Long, the muscular man, shed tears and hurriedly explained:
"Actually, it's all the boss's task, it's not what you think, honey, please don't divorce me."
Wen Jiaojiao's eyes were filled with confusion. She was increasingly suspicious of her ability to marry into a wealthy family. She said in a deep voice:
"Explain yourself clearly, what exactly happened? Otherwise, you're having an affair. Wasn't that your wife who called last time?"
Li Ruoyu suddenly understood, and she tightened her grip on his ear:
"Explain yourself, or you're dead."
Ah Long glanced at Wen Jiaojiao, ultimately not daring to mess up what Wen Zhaoye had entrusted to him, and said in a trembling voice:
"Can I take you to my boss and have him explain to you? I really didn't do anything to wrong you, please let go first."
Li Ruoyu loosened her grip, but her tone remained as cold as ever:
"If you're going to get things done, why would someone call you, and even claim to be your wife?"
Ah Long's ears turned bright red. He glanced towards the second floor and said, "I'll take you there first."
Wen Jiaojiao followed behind and said:
"I'm going too. I need to find out the reason today."
Just as Wen Jiaojiao was about to step forward, Assistant Li came down and said:
"Miss, we've poured so many resources into you. We hope you can use your free time to learn acting from Actor Li. You don't want your investors to lose everything, do you?"
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