My Wild Wife in Shanghai

Instantly, everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Ye.

Nie Xiaoyu sized Chen Ye up and down, then shouted, "Who the hell are you?"

"I was Teacher Liu's student before!" Chen Ye said to Nie Xiaoyu, "I advise you to take these people away quickly, don't make your mother sad!"

"Oh ho, you kicked us out so the two of you could have your way with each other, huh?"

Nie Xiaoyu's eyes were strange as he glanced back and forth between Chen Ye and Liu Wenmei.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Liu Wenmei turned pale with anger at her son's words.

"Mom, you're a teacher, bringing a male student home in the middle of the night? How can you blame me for talking nonsense?" Nie Xiaoyu's eyes grew increasingly angry.

"Chen Ye drove me back..."

"Bring you back? I think I brought you to bed!"

Nie Xiaoyu's girlfriend chimed in sarcastically from the side.

"Shut up!"

Liu Wenmei was so angry that she trembled all over.

Nie Xiaoyu, however, was unfazed. He glared fiercely at Chen Ye, "I'm warning you, no matter who you are, you're not allowed to touch my mother, or I'll tear you to pieces..."

Chen Ye's face darkened.

He could tell that the child was going through a rebellious phase, and coupled with the fact that he had grown up without a father and had been spoiled by his mother, his personality was somewhat obsessive and twisted.

Chen Ye has never been good-tempered by people who are clearly looking for trouble.

But out of respect for Liu Wenmei, he remained patient and did not lash out on the spot.

However, Nie Xiaoyu was arrogant. He stretched out his finger, almost poking Chen Ye's nose, and shouted, "Did you hear what I said? If you did, nod and get the hell out of here. Don't you dare try to get into my mom's bed..."

"Nie Xiaoyu!!!"

Snapped!

A crisp slap echoed throughout the living room.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Nie Xiaoyu covered her burning face and looked at her mother in disbelief.

"You hit me?"

Liu Wenmei's hand trembled slightly as she slapped her son's face; the pain was in her heart.

But at this moment, she felt mostly anger and disappointment. Her chest heaved violently as she pointed at Nie Xiaoyu, her lips trembling as she said, "Apologize to Chen Ye!"

"Apologize?" Nie Xiaoyu reacted as if he'd heard the biggest joke in the world. He abruptly lowered his hand, his bloodshot eyes glaring at Liu Wenmei. "You've never laid a finger on me since we were kids, and today you're hitting me for some random guy?"

He pointed at Chen Ye as if in a frenzy, and roared at Liu Wenmei, "Today, it's either him or me! You choose!"

Liu Wenmei burst into tears, sobbing, "Xiaoyu, are you trying to force me to my death?"

Nie Xiaoyu gritted her teeth and said menacingly, "Judging from your expression, you don't want to send him away, do you? Fine! Then I'll leave!"

He suddenly swung his hand, knocking over a wine bottle on the coffee table, and the sound of shattering glass rang out sharply.

"Let's go!"

Nie Xiaoyu roared and stormed out of the house without looking back.

His friends looked at each other in bewilderment and quickly followed him out.

"Bang!"

As the door slammed shut, the whole world fell silent instantly.

Liu Wenmei swayed, as if all her strength had been drained away.

She staggered back two steps and fell heavily onto a chair.

Then, she could no longer hold back, covered her face with her hands, and began to cry in suppressed sobs.

Chen Ye watched silently, sighing inwardly.

He took a few tissues, walked over, and gently placed them beside Liu Wenmei's hand.

"Teacher Liu, don't be too sad."

Liu Wenmei raised her head, her eyes brimming with tears. Her exquisite makeup was ruined by the tears, which only added to her pitiful and broken appearance.

"I'm sorry... I've made you laugh." She took the tissue, wiped away her tears, and said in a choked voice, "I'm not a good mother."

Nie Xiaoyu grew up without a father, and Liu Wenmei raised him single-handedly. She always felt indebted to him for his fatherly love, so she spoiled him rotten in terms of material things and life.

Unexpectedly, this compensatory love has shaped him into the stubborn and rebellious person he is today.

"I'm the one who led him astray... I really don't know what to do anymore..."

Liu Wenmei sobbed uncontrollably, like a lost child.

Her son was her life!

However, despite having educated so many outstanding students, she couldn't even properly educate her own son!

"Teacher Liu, don't be sad!" Chen Ye comforted her softly. "Boys are more restless and impulsive during puberty. He was just saying things in anger today. He'll be fine once he calms down. He won't really run away from home."

"I hope so..." Liu Wenmei sighed softly. She wiped away her tears, looked at the mess in the room, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, there's not even a place for you to sit!"

As she spoke, she picked up a tissue from the table, preparing to dry a stool for Chen Ye to sit on.

"Teacher Liu, let me tidy up for you!" Chen Ye said, looking at the mess in the room.

"Oh? No need!"

"It's okay, I'm not tired!"

Without saying a word, Chen Ye began to pick up the broken glass on the ground.

Seeing this, Liu Wenmei couldn't refuse any longer, so she got up and helped with the tidying up.

By the time the two of them had thoroughly cleaned the house, it was already past 1 a.m.

Seeing Chen Ye's dirty clothes, Liu Wenmei felt bad and said, "Chen Ye, look how dirty your clothes are. It's so late. Why don't you take them off and I'll wash them in the washing machine for you? They'll dry quickly, and you can leave when they're dry tomorrow morning."

The implication is that you should just sleep here for the night and go back tomorrow morning.

When Chen Ye arrived, he told her where he lived, which was quite far from here, so Liu Wenmei felt that since it was already this late, there was no need to make any more trouble.

"No need, Teacher Liu, I can wash it myself when I get back," Chen Ye said politely.

"That won't do. It's my family's troubles that have dragged you into this," Liu Wenmei insisted. "Listen to your teacher, go and change your clothes quickly."

As she spoke, she handed Chen Ye a clean, large towel.

Chen Ye couldn't persuade her otherwise, so he took the towel and went into the bathroom.

After taking off his clothes and taking a shower, Chen Ye came out with a towel wrapped around his lower body.

His robust physique is characterized by smooth, strong lines and is brimming with vitality.

Liu Wenmei only glanced at it casually before quickly looking away, her cheeks burning hot.

However, new problems have arisen.

How will Chen Ye sleep?

This is a two-bedroom apartment; one room is Liu Wenmei's bedroom, and the other is Nie Xiaoyu's.

Chen Ye naturally couldn't sleep in Nie Xiaoyu's room.

The sofa in the living room was soaked with alcohol and was completely unusable.

"Ms. Liu, perhaps I should just make do on the sofa for the night!"

"No, it's all wet up there, you'll catch a cold," Liu Wenmei said immediately.

Then, she bit her lip, two blushes rising to her cheeks, and said in a voice so low it was almost a mosquito's hum, "How about... you sleep in my room!"

After saying that, her face turned red all the way to the roots of her neck.

"And what about you?"

Chen Ye asked in a very straightforward manner.

Liu Wenmei's face turned even redder, and she probed indirectly, "My bed... is quite big."