Chapter 3: Be My Little Wife

Hu Yan looked at Mu Ling as she withdrew her small hand, a look of regret appearing on his face. Mu Ling's small hand was both tender and soft, and he wished to play with it a little longer. Hu Yan stepped forward, coming almost close enough to press against her body, then with a wicked smile, he blew a breath near Mu Ling's ear. After her body trembled slightly, he smugly said: "Who says no one calls this name? Didn't I just tell you? My name is 'Husband.' This time, you must remember it and never forget it again." After saying this, Hu Yan took a deep breath, and a wave of the girl's body fragrance wafted into his nose, causing him to involuntarily exclaim: "So fragrant." After Mu Ling's body trembled slightly, he smugly reiterated: "Who says no one calls this name? Didn't I just tell you? My name is 'Husband.' This time, you must remember it and never forget it again." After saying this, Hu Yan took another deep breath, and a wave of the girl's body fragrance wafted into his nose, causing him to involuntarily exclaim: "So fragrant."

"Brother Wang, look over there, there's a sports car, and two girls as well. Should we go and have some fun with those two girls?" A guy sitting on a motorcycle, upon seeing Mu Ling and Mu Die, his eyes lit up as he leered at another motorcycle where a man wearing sunglasses, leather jacket, leather pants, and leather shoes sat. He was robust, and it was clear he was not a good person.

Mu Ling and Mu Die Wu were both filled with anger and disgust as they looked at the three men on motorcycles, their eyes betraying a hint of unease and fear. As two women who were completely defenseless, they had no means to resist if these three large men chose to insult them. After all, they could never overpower three big men. Moreover, Mu Die Wu's body was such that even standing for a while would leave her drenched in sweat, let alone engaging in a fight.

"What do you want, you big rogue?" Originally weak in health, Mu Die Wu saw her sister being teased by the beggar in front of her and immediately stepped in front of her sister like a little hen ready to fight, protecting Mu Ling behind her. She bared her small teeth and glared at Hu Yan, as if she were about to pounce on him and take a bite. Just moments ago, when Hu Yan had teased her, she had merely blushed shyly and felt at a loss, allowing him to do as he pleased. However, upon seeing her sister being teased, she charged out like an angry little leopard, demonstrating how significant her sister Mu Ling was in her heart.

Mu Ling heard Hu Yan's words, looking at the lewd expression on his face and her small hand that he was incessantly squeezing. Being intelligent, she certainly understood that this shameless man was taking advantage of her. However, considering that her sister's illness might require the assistance of this lecherous man, she felt it was unwise to offend him: "Sir, you jest. Who would have such a name?" Mu Ling's face bore a hint of anger, yet she still pretended to be amiable as she spoke. Unconsciously, she managed to withdraw her small hand from Hu Yan's clutches.

Hu Yan looked at Mu Ling, who was dressed in professional attire, and immediately recognized that she belonged to the ranks of strong women. He had heard an old man, who claimed to have seen the world, say that such women were generally quite wealthy. He chuckled to himself, thinking that he was in dire need of money at the moment. He wondered if he could boldly ask her for a thousand yuan and whether she would agree to give it to him. The old man had mentioned that he had several hundred yuan at his wealthiest, so Hu Yan figured he must be somewhat better off than that miserly old man. Hu Yan secretly contemplated this in his heart, and a pleased smile unconsciously appeared on his face. It was as if he had already transformed into a wealthy man with a thousand yuan.

Hu Yan looked at the girl, who was glaring like a little leopard with bared teeth, crossed his arms, raised an eyebrow with a mischievous smile, and said: "Little girl, don't blame me for not reminding you, your current behavior is exhausting your life. Your originally delicate body, which could have lived for over a month, will now, under your anger, at least lose three or four days. Brother is a good person, so I am reminding you; you have gained from this." Hu Yan leered at the furious Mu Die Wu as he spoke.

Mu Ling heard Hu Yan's words and did not care whether what he said was true or not. However, she immediately comforted her sister, helping to calm her emotions. Then, she looked at the lecherous Hu Yan. Although Mu Ling did not want to speak to this scoundrel any longer, for the sake of her sister, she furrowed her brows and coldly said to Hu Yan: "Do you have a way to cure my sister's illness? Tell me, how much do you want to help my sister? No matter how much it is, I will pay you."

When Wang Ge saw Mu Ling and Mu Die dancing, his eyes lit up, and he let out a belch, saying: "Let's go, let's have some fun with these two girls. Hehe, it's been over a month since I, Wang Ge, have been with a woman. Now that I've encountered these two girls, it's just the right opportunity to have a go. If I don't use my little brother soon, it will start to rust."

At this moment, Mu Ling was tightly pressed against the Phantom sports car, her complexion had turned as blood-red as an apple, and her chest was heaving violently. When Hu Yan approached, she instinctively recoiled, but the Phantom car behind her blocked her escape route, forcing her to stop. At the same time, a hint of stubbornness appeared in her eyes, preventing her from screaming like an ordinary girl; instead, she looked at Hu Yan with a mix of grievance and defiance.

As soon as Wang Ge finished speaking, two bursts of lewd laughter echoed, and without needing to look, it was clear that the sounds came from the riders of the other two motorcycles. At that moment, their motorcycles had also arrived beside Mu Ling, Hu Yan, and Mu Die Wu, and their unabashed remarks were overheard by Hu Yan and Mu Ling.

Just as Hu Yan wanted a thousand yuan, while helping that light beauty cure her ailments, he suddenly heard the roaring sound of motorcycle engines. He saw three very flashy racing motorcycles swerving and speeding towards him from not far away. Even before the vehicles arrived, a strong smell of alcohol wafted through the air, indicating that the riders on those three motorcycles were driving under the influence.

Hahaha

Hu Yan, however, was unaware that when the old man he spoke of lived at the foot of the mountain, a single cent could buy a great many things. At that time, a thousand or so yuan was considered a substantial income, as it was in silver dollars. However, that was sixty or seventy years ago, and now the entire world has undergone tremendous changes. In this commercialized era, not to mention a thousand yuan, even eight or ten thousand yuan is not considered a significant amount of money. Hu Yan was completely oblivious to all of this; he only knew that having a thousand yuan meant one was wealthy. Little did he realize that the old man he mentioned had actually deceived him.