Sequence Beyond: My Wife is a Mysterious Boss

Lin Bai stood in front of his own security door, took a deep breath, and vigorously rubbed his stiff facial muscles with both hands.

Fear? Put it away, sir.

Clever? That's courting death.

Now, he is a useless husband who has satisfied his smoking habit but is physically and mentally exhausted.

Behind this door isn't home; it's the final competition venue for the Oscar-winning actor.

The judges are ruthless monsters who devour people without spitting out the bones; if you mess up, you're dead.

The final ingredient—[Blood of the Calamity Witch].

Forcibly seizing it?

Su Wan could crush him into dust with a single finger.

The only way out is to create an accident.

In the memories of her predecessor, Su Wan was normal; she would bleed, feel pain, and act coquettishly if she cut her hand.

So... Lin Bai is going to gamble!

The rule for betting on this city is: as long as he doesn't expose himself, these strange entities must play along with him and follow the rules of ordinary people!

It will bleed and it will hurt!

......

"Click."

The key turned, and the door opened.

The living room was brightly lit, and the canned laughter from TV variety shows echoed throughout the room.

Su Wan was sitting on a beige fabric sofa peeling an apple.

Her long hair was casually tied up, revealing a section of her fair and delicate nape.

The fruit knife flew between her fingers, the fruit peel hanging down in a thin line, as thin as a cicada's wing.

What a serene and beautiful picture—if you ignore the fact that she is essentially a "calamity witch" who can stuff people into a pressure cooker and stew them.

Hearing the door open, she didn't stop moving, but just turned her head slightly.

A textbook-perfect, gentle smile appeared on that flawless face:

"You're back? Did you manage to buy the cigarettes?"

"Buy my ass!"

This time, Lin Bai did not hesitate or agree.

He slammed the door shut with such force that even the security door shook three times.

Then, with a dark expression, he slammed the pack of cigarettes he had just bought onto the shoe cabinet.

"That boss is a lunatic! I just asked if they had any soft cigarettes, and he rolled his eyes at me like that? Do you think I can't buy cigarettes even though I have money?"

Su Wan paused for a moment, her hand holding the knife.

She turned around, her eyes still full of tenderness.

"Honey, you're really irritable today."

The voice was soft, yet it sent chills down Lin Bai's spine and made the hairs on the back of his head stand on end.

Lin Bai ignored her, strode over to the sofa, and plopped down on it.

He sank deep into the sofa, adopting a "I'm the boss" attitude.

Looking at the apple in Su Wan's hand, Lin Bai suddenly spoke, his tone extremely impatient:

"Is it not finished peeling yet?"

Su Wan's movements remained steady, her voice so soft it could melt water:

"Almost done, sweetie, just a little longer."

"Hey, give it to me already! What's the point of peeling it? I love eating it with the skin on!"

It's now!

Without any warning, Lin Bai suddenly leaned forward.

He pretended to snatch the apple, but his elbow "accidentally" slammed into Su Wan's right forearm, which was wielding a knife.

"Bang!"

That elbow strike landed squarely.

However, the expected scene of the blade cutting a finger did not occur.

Although Su Wan's arm was knocked askew, her wrist turned outwards with an extremely smooth, even silky, motion.

The sharp fruit knife grazed her fingertips and stopped in mid-air.

I didn't get it.

It didn't even break the skin.

Lin Bai's heart skipped a beat.

Finished!

......

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

The laughter in the variety show seemed to become a kind of mocking background noise.

Su Wan slowly turned her head, her once gentle and tender eyes now staring quietly at Lin Bai.

That look in his eyes was so calm it was chilling.

"Husband," she said softly, slightly turning the tip of the knife in her hand so that it was pointing directly at Lin Bai.

"You seem...very impatient today?"

She was examining it.

As long as Lin Bai's next answer has even the slightest logical flaw.

This gentle human skin mask would probably tear on the spot.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Bai grabbed the remote control from the coffee table and slammed it to the ground!

"Snapped!"

Plastic shards flew everywhere, and the battery rolled to the corner of the table.

"It's so frustrating! I can't find a job, I get bullied when I go out, and I can't even have an apple to eat when I get home?"

Lin Bai's eyes were bloodshot, and his chest heaved violently.

That rage seemed to seep from his very bones, just like a loser in a fit of impotent rage.

He abruptly turned to look at Su Wan, pointing at the half-peeled apple in her hand, his voice shrill:

"Huh? Say something! Do you look down on me too? Do you think I'm a good-for-nothing?"

Su Wan's face regained its doting expression, as if she were looking at a child throwing a tantrum.

"Honey, you scared me."

She spoke softly, the tip of the knife in her hand drooping slightly.

"Here, have some. Calm down, okay?"

"Eat my ass! I don't want to live anymore!"

Without any warning, Lin Bai seemed to have completely collapsed. He suddenly leaned forward and grabbed the fruit knife from Su Wan's hand!

His movements were swift, ruthless, and decisive, completely displaying a "I don't want to live anymore, I'm going to commit suicide" attitude.

"Give me the knife! I can't take another day of this wretched life! I might as well be dead!"

Just as Lin Bai's fingers were about to touch the blade, Su Wan moved.

He reached out with his left hand and grabbed Lin Bai's wrist.

"Honey, you can't."

Her voice instantly turned cold, and an inhuman chill permeated the air.

Lin Bai understood that the other party was already on the verge of transforming into something bizarre.

But he didn't stop; instead, he struggled even more frantically, waving his other hand wildly, trying to grab the hilt of the knife.

"Let me go! Let me die! Let me go!"

The two were pulling each other violently in the cramped space of the sofa.

In the chaos, Lin Bai's hand "accidentally" grabbed the back of the knife, causing the blade to press down sharply.

"hiss--"

This time, Su Wan was unable to completely avoid it.

In order to control the crazed Lin Bai, she had to hold him down tightly with her left hand.

And so, in the struggle between the two, the out-of-control blade sliced ​​open Lin Bai's palm and... Su Wan's index finger.

Fresh blood gushed out instantly.

The two men's blood mingled and dripped onto the beige sofa, a glaringly red stain.

I don't know if it was just my imagination, but at the moment their blood mingled on the blade...

Lin Bai felt a strange sensation.

It seemed as if I had become connected with some kind of being.

......

Become!

Lin Bai's heart pounded as he looked at the blood mixed together.

But the manic energy on his face instantly deflated like a punctured balloon.

He seemed to be brought back to his senses by the pain, and his whole body froze.

Looking at Su Wan's bleeding fingers, and then at the wound on his own palm, Lin Bai's madness turned into terror and regret.

"I...I..."

He loosened his grip with trembling hands, like a child who had done something wrong.

"I'm sorry...wife...I'm so sorry..."

Lin Bai hurriedly grabbed a tissue from the coffee table and pressed it haphazardly onto Su Wan's wound.

It's warm.

Bright red.

This is the blood of the Calamity Witch!

"I'm such an idiot... How could I possibly hurt you..."

Lin Bai muttered to himself, his voice trembling with sobs, while clutching the blood-stained tissue tightly in his hand.

Su Wan let him hold her hands.

Those eyes, which were originally clear and distinct, now had slightly dilated pupils, as if they were reassessing the prey before them.

......

Finally, her expression returned to normal.

"Husband..." she said softly, "I'm fine, I'm fine."

At this moment, Lin Bai was so excited that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

But he knew that the play had to be played out completely.

She suddenly stood up and clutched the blood-stained tissue tightly.

His face was filled with an expression of "guilt" that made him unable to face her.

"I'll go get a Band-Aid! I'm going right now! Honey, don't move, whatever you do, don't move!"

After saying that, he turned and ran towards the bedroom, staggering as if he had been truly terrified by the "accident" just now.

Su Wan did not chase after them.

She simply put the still-bleeding finger in her mouth and gently sucked on it.

"It's so sweet..."

"But honey, our blood seems to have mixed up just now..."

......

He rushed into the bedroom and locked the door with a "click".

Lin Bai leaned against the door, panting heavily.

Cold sweat slid down my forehead and dripped into my eyes, stinging painfully.

Just a moment ago, he truly felt death.

But he won.

With trembling hands, he pulled out his dentures and the broken finger grass from his pocket.

All three ingredients are ready!

The problem is, now that I have all the materials, how do I make that magic potion?

Lin Bai could only pin his hopes on the parchment once again.

Close your eyes and let your consciousness sink into your mind.

The parchment reappeared.

As the parchment appeared, Lin Bai sensed a force spreading out along it and hovering beside it.

To Lin Bai's surprise, the original question text on the parchment disappeared this time.

There was no time to ponder the rules involved, nor to investigate what this power meant to him.

All he knew was that he could ask questions again.

[Question: How are potions made?]

Lin Bai roared in his mind.

[Driving simulation in progress...]

[Estimated simulation time: 1 second]

[Answer: Mix them all together, stir them, and gulp it down]

[Note: Don't ask such a stupid question. Hurry up, she's outside the door.]

Simple, direct, and full of spirit.

......

Lin Bai rushed into the bathroom and filled a half-cup with tap water.

When the dentures were thrown in, the water instantly boiled, turned black, and billowed out thick black smoke.

The broken-finger grass was thrown in and melted instantly, emitting a pungent, fishy stench, like corpse water that had been fermenting for three days.

Finally, the blood-stained tissue was stuffed inside.

The entire glass of liquid instantly turned an eerie dark red, its surface as calm as a mirror, reflecting Lin Bai's face.

"Da, da, da."

Footsteps sounded outside the door.

"Honey, can't you find a Band-Aid?"

"Do you need me to come in and help you look? Or... are you hiding some little secret in there?"

Su Wan's voice slipped in through the crack in the door.

Immediately afterwards, the door handle started turning wildly!

There's no time!

Lin Bai's eyes hardened. "To hell with it! Either I drink myself to death or I get stewed! I'll risk it all!"

He tilted his head back, closed his eyes, pinched his nose, and gulped down the liquid that was a hundred times more disgusting than swill!

......