Take her as my wife

"elder sister--"

Tan Wen immediately spotted Jiang Ni holding her phone, only then realizing that his phone was ringing incessantly in his pocket.

Jiang Ni hung up the phone, and his cell phone stopped ringing.

He strode over to Jiang Ni's side, and Jiang Ni immediately reassured him, "I'm fine."

Standing together, Tan Wen appeared more disheveled than Jiang Ni, the kidnapped woman.

His short hair was already soaked with sweat, and his eyes were bloodshot and red from extreme tension.

Tan Wen had already scanned her from head to toe, and only after seeing that there were signs of binding on her wrists and ankles did he finally relax.

His voice was hoarse: "It's good that you're alright..."

It's good that you're alright.

After speaking, he turned to meet Du Yucheng's gaze, his voice cold and sharp: "Young Master Du, long time no see."

Du Yucheng recognized him the moment he barged into the house, and his expression changed: "It's you again."

Back in the club, it was Tan who dared to interfere in his affairs, showing no sense of propriety.

"Haven't seen you in so long, and you still like playing the hero and rescuing the damsel in distress, huh?" Du Yucheng sneered, a sinister smile on his face. He leaned closer to Tan Wen and whispered, "After you left, that woman was still half-dead from my abuse. In the end, I gave her 500,000 yuan, and she even thanked me."

Tan Wen lowered his eyebrows and his clenched fists cracked.

Du Yucheng took a step back, glanced at Xie Tao and the others standing at the door, and then, feigning composure, said, "Excuse me, officers, my men were acting rashly and caused a misunderstanding—I'm acquaintances with Attorney Jiang, and we were just catching up, right, Attorney Jiang?"

Xie Tao wasn't fooled and replied in a deep voice, "Is this a misunderstanding? We saw it with our own eyes. Your men in the garage video were using drugs. You should at least give us an explanation, shouldn't you?"

Du Yucheng pretended to be ignorant: "What kind of drug? I don't know, officer. It must be contraband that these people got from the black market. I'm a law-abiding citizen."

Xie Tao remained solemn: "These things can be said at the police station—Young Master Du, is that right? Come with us first."

Du Yucheng remained unfazed: "Okay, I'll cooperate with whatever the officer says."

He knew his father would find a way to get him out, which is why he was so fearless.

Every single time is the same.

Tan Wen shielded Jiang Ni and asked Xie Tao for permission, "Senior brother, I'll take my girlfriend home first."

Xie Tao waved his hand: "Go ahead, go ahead, I'll help you get a leave of absence."

"Thank you, senior brother."

After leaving the hotel, Tan Wen was worried that the drug might not be clean, so he took a taxi to a nearby hospital for a check-up. Jiang Ni didn't think he was making a fuss over nothing and cooperated with the blood test. The two sat on a bench to wait for the test results.

The atmosphere was somewhat subdued. Jiang Ni was still trying to think of a topic to talk about when Tan Wen spoke first: "Sister, don't get involved in Du Yucheng's matter. Leave it to me, okay?"

He was truly terrified today; in his twenty years of life, the few moments of fright and fear he had experienced were all because of Jiang Ni.

The first time was when Jiang Ni was allergic to shrimp shells and experienced a suffocation reaction in his arms.

The second time is today.

Jiang Ni softened her voice: "I'm sorry to have worried you today, but Tan Wen, I'm not as fragile as you think. Even if I experienced all the bad things you imagined today, it couldn't truly harm my soul. Do you understand?"

But I can't, sister.

These words were stuck in Tan Wen's throat, but he couldn't say them at this moment.

"Okay..." he replied in a muffled voice, burying his face in his palms.

Jiang Ni wasn't good at comforting people, but she instinctively felt that the little leopard in front of her was in a low mood. So, before she could even react, she gave Tan Wen a hug and patted the back of his head.

Tan Wen's body stiffened at first, then he buried his face in her neck and hugged her soft waist.

Jiang Ni came to her senses, but she couldn't let go even if she wanted to.

"Sister, my legs hurt," he said in a low, magnetic voice, trying to sound affectionate.

Even though her tone was flat and there was no hint of coquetry in it, Jiang Ni could still tell.

Jiang Ni said helplessly, "You kicked that sturdy door open with your foot, of course it hurts—why don't you want to make an appointment and get checked out?"

"don't want."

With each word he spoke, his hot breath would tickle Jiang Ni's neck. Jiang Ni, ticklish, turned her head away and pushed against his ear and cheek, speaking in a tone as if lecturing a child: "Sit still."

Tan Wen knew when to stop. Having tasted the sweetness, he obediently let go and sat up straight.

Jiang Ni couldn't help but touch her neck. Tan Wen glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and noticed that a large patch of her neck was red, a light pink color that looked incredibly alluring.

So sensitive.

He withdrew his gaze, slowly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes dark and brooding.

"The results probably won't be out anytime soon. How about we go eat first?" Jiang Ni suggested.

"Okay, what would you like to eat, sister?"

"Let's talk outside."

Finally, they found a noodle shop nearby. Jiang Ni ordered a bowl of clear soup wontons, while Tan Wen ate three liang of beef noodles.

After eating for a while, another person came in through the door.

—It is Shen Yunqing.

She spotted them immediately.

"Sister, I apologize to you on behalf of Teacher Tan for what happened at the supermarket last time."

Jiang Ni felt that her tolerance for Tan Yan was ridiculously high. Even when her husband was jealous of his ex in front of her, she could still be good-natured and understanding.

"It's okay," Jiang Ni replied casually, clearly indicating that she didn't want to continue chatting with her.

Moreover, with Shen Yunqing here, there's a high chance she'll run into Tan Yan later. Enough has happened today; Jiang Ni really doesn't want to clash with him again.

So she whispered to Tan, "Eat faster."

Tan understood what she meant, finished his meal in a few bites, and stood up to pay the bill.

But just when they feared it most, they bumped right into Tan Yan at the door.

When Tan Yan saw them shopping at the supermarket together last time, he suspected that they might be living together, and now he was even more certain of this guess.

However, he was much more rational than before, and asked Tan in a casual tone, "My sister said you'll be doing your internship at the police station this summer. Where will you be staying?"

Tan Wen, hands in his pockets, looked down at him, making no attempt to hide anything: "I'm staying at my sister's house."

Tan Yan's expression darkened slightly: "I've already broken up with your sister Jiang Ni. It's not appropriate for you to bother her like this. Besides, she's single now. People will gossip if a grown man like you moves in."

"You don't need to worry about any of that, brother. My sister and I are innocent siblings, and we have nothing to hide." Tan Wen's words were loaded with meaning, emphasizing the word "innocent".

Unable to argue with him, Tan Yan could only whisper as they passed each other, "Whether you're innocent or not, you know the answer in your heart."

Now he understands why Tan Wen generously lent him money for the betrothal gifts—Tan Wen just wanted him to get married to Shen Yunqing as soon as possible to avoid future troubles.

He should have trusted his first instinct.

Tan Wen was just too good at pretending, so good that he even mocked himself for being paranoid and suspicious of everything.

"Teacher Tan, what would you like to eat?" Shen Yunqing called out softly to Tan Yan.

Tan Yan walked straight into the shop, replying to her, "Clear soup wontons."

Tan Yan had been making sarcastic remarks about Tan Wen for a long time, but Tan Wen was unmoved. However, the words "clear soup wontons" made him droop his eyelids in displeasure.

He loathed all the similarities and similarities between Tan Yan and Jiang Ni.

Even if it's just a fondness for a bowl of "clear soup wontons".