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Chapter 524 I'll never let you suffer the slightest injustice again! (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)

Tang Yue wanted to kick the door open and say it was all a misunderstanding.

He had already lifted his foot, but then he thought about it and realized that he was the one who had brought Young Master Li here to rest.

Thinking of this, he resisted the urge to kick the door down.

Then, after calming down, he realized that Young Master Li was a member of the royal family, and that he needed Young Master Li's guidance in what he was doing.

If we rashly go in and disturb Young Master Li's interest, we might offend him.

Tang Yue stood outside the door, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

The sounds coming from inside were like knives tearing at his heart.

He raised his hand several times to push the door open, but then lowered it again with trembling hands.

"What the hell is this?" Tang Yue bit his hand hard until he tasted blood before letting go.

How could he not know how stunningly beautiful and well-proportioned his wife is?

I'm usually very careful, but now someone has stood up and kicked me.

He couldn't rush in to stop her, nor could he let others find out, and he also had to find a way to get his sister away.

The footsteps grew closer, and Tang Yue jumped, quickly wiping his face as he went to meet them.

"Brother, why are you in such a hurry? Where is Young Master Li?" Tang Hongxiu asked, looking at her third brother who was covered in sweat.

Tang Yue forced himself to remain calm: "Young Master Li left long ago. Oh, right, I suddenly remembered that the goods that the escort agency was carrying for the imperial merchant were specifically requested by the Minister of Works. Now that you're sober, go and keep an eye on them."

Tang Hongxiu, without any suspicion, nodded and said, "I'll go right away."

As she turned away, she muttered to herself with self-reproach, "It's all my fault for being too reserved and not seizing the opportunity. I wonder when Young Master Li will come next time."

After his sister had walked away, Tang Zhen grabbed Tang Yue's shoulder: "What you just said, is it true? Young Master Li really left?"

Tang Yue sighed and recounted the whole farcical incident.

Tang Zhen's eyes turned red after hearing this, and he turned to rush in, but Tang Yue held him tightly.

Tang Yue lowered his voice and roared, "Second Brother, calm down! If we go in now, our Tang family is finished!"

Tang Zhen's forehead veins bulged: "That's my wife!"

Tang Yue held him tightly: "This is for the Tang family! Just think of it as being bitten by a mosquito. It will only take Young Master Li ten or twenty minutes at most."

The two brothers struggled in the corridor for a long time before Tang Zhen finally gave up and staggered toward the wine cellar.

Tang Yue stood guard outside the courtyard gate alone, and every half hour he would come over to check the courtyard's security under the pretext of "checking the safety of the courtyard."

But the commotion inside the house didn't stop; instead, it intensified.

"It's been three hours already." Tang Yue squatted in the corner, listening to the faint cries and pleas coming from inside, his face growing increasingly grim.

He hadn't expected that Li Chen, who looked so refined, would have such good physical strength.

As darkness fell, Tang Yue had to arrange dinner.

He specifically instructed the kitchen, "Don't disturb Liuyun Pavilion; Young Master Li is resting." He himself felt it was absurd after saying that.

In the dead of night, Tang Yue, carrying a lantern, once again crept outside the courtyard.

The noise inside finally subsided, but then came Liu Yuran's tearful, coquettish voice and Su Qinghe's hoarse, seductive words.

Tang Yue felt as if his heart was being torn apart. As a man, he had never allowed his wife to go to such lengths.

For a moment, he even had the thought that maybe this wasn't so bad.

He shook his head violently, trying to shake off the thought, but it kept circling in his mind.

Perhaps it was his inferiority complex as a man, or perhaps it was the powerlessness he felt after seeing Li Chen's strength.

Thinking of his wife's usual dignified and virtuous appearance, and now seeing her like this, he could only shake his head and sigh as he left.

The door creaked open as the first light of dawn appeared in the east.

Li Chen walked out refreshed and bumped into Tang Yue, who was squatting at the courtyard gate. "Brother Yue, you're up early." Li Chen straightened his sleeves with a half-smile.

Tang Yue forced a smile: "Young Master Li, did you rest well?"

"Very good." Li Chen glanced meaningfully at the room.

He actually just thought the Tang family would introduce Tang Hongxiu to him. Tang Hongxiu wasn't bad either; Li Chen was quite satisfied with her figure, alchemy skills, and even her shy personality.

Li Chen was even more satisfied with Tang Yue's gesture.

Now, the Tang family seems pleasing to the eye no matter how you look at them.

Tang Yue had no choice; he had made the mistake himself, and he had to bear the consequences, even if it was painful.

Fortunately, Tang Yue was too embarrassed to enter the room, otherwise seeing the mess would have made him even more defensive.

Tang Hongxiu hadn't returned this morning; she hadn't completed the task Tang Yue had given her and was still busy with the escort agency's affairs outside.

Tang Yue said a few words at the door, not knowing if the people inside heard him, then closed the door and left.

When they arrived at Tang Zhen's room, they found it empty.

I learned from the servants that Tang Zhen went to the wine cellar.

When Tang Yue arrived at the wine cellar, he saw that his second brother had already drunk himself into a stupor and was resting there.

He sighed, wishing he could just get drunk; there was no need to listen all night.

They arranged for servants to take Tang Zhen back to his room to rest.

When Tang Yue returned to his courtyard, he saw his wife, Liu Yuran, already restless in the room.

When Liu Yuran saw her husband push the door open and come in, her eyes darted around in a panic, and her fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes.

She lowered her head, and there were still a few marks on her snow-white neck.

Tang Yue's voice was hoarse as he rushed forward and grabbed his wife's hand: "Yu Ran, it's all my fault, I was so foolish."

Liu Yuran stiffened, then went limp, her eyes instantly reddening: "Husband, please don't say that."

Tang Yue felt a slight tremor in his hand, and his heart ached as if it were being torn apart.

He looked at his wife's face and was surprised to find that she was more radiant and beautiful than ever before.

Her skin was flushed with a peach-like blush, and her eyes and brows exuded an indescribable charm; even her lips were more vibrant than usual.

Tang Yue gently stroked the tear stains at the corner of her eye with his thumb: "You've really suffered. Just this once, I'll never let you suffer like this again."

Liu Yuran's eyes flickered slightly, and when she heard "just this once," a sense of loss inexplicably welled up in her heart.

She recalled the suffocating pleasure of the previous night, the man's domineering yet gentle treatment, and how he had made her lose her mind. She abruptly cut off her thoughts and cursed herself for being shameless.

She forced a gentle smile and lightly stroked Tang Yue's cheek with her jade-like hand: "My husband is too kind. For the sake of the Tang family, I am willing to do it."

These words pierced Tang Yue's heart like a knife.

If his wife were the kind of womanizer he knew, he might not have felt this way.

But his wife was so gentle and understanding, and her figure was so voluptuous, he just couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

His voice choked with emotion: "I, Tang Yue, swear to God that I will make the Tang family rise again and never let you suffer the slightest grievance again!"

Liu Yuran was lost in thought. She remembered the words that person had whispered in her ear as they parted, "Let's meet another day," and her heart skipped a beat.

The thought filled her with shame, and she quickly changed the subject: "What about Hongxiu?"

Tang Yue breathed a sigh of relief: "She doesn't know yet. I sent her to the escort agency."

The couple, each preoccupied with their own thoughts, did not bring up the matter again.

But some people can't forget it.

(End of this chapter)