Chapter 8: Treatment (1)

At this moment, Mu Ling also arrived at the front of the car. After handing the bag of clothes to Hu Yan, she stood outside the car waiting for Hu Yan to change. As for the two little rascals, she did not take them to heart at all. Not to mention that in her mind, this is a society governed by the rule of law, even if those people truly dared to act lawlessly, she had a martial arts expert by her side. Unbeknownst to her, Mu Ling had already regarded Hu Yan as her support, a fact that perhaps even she herself had not realized.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Die Wu turned her head to look towards the entrance. Then, her eyes widened in disbelief as she watched Mu Ling and Hu Yan walk in hand in hand. Her little mind began to wander: "No way, it's only been a day, and my strong-willed sister has already been conquered by this mysterious beggar in front of her. This speed is a bit too fast, isn't it"

At this moment, the expressions of the mouse and his accomplice were quite amusing. Here they were, stealing someone else's car, while the owner was sitting inside, watching them steal it. What the hell was going on? Fortunately, both of these guys had skin thick enough to be used as a city wall, so after a brief moment of embarrassment, they quickly regained their composure

Upon seeing Mu Ling, the two car thieves' eyes lit up. They had encountered many beautiful women, but few compared to the one before them. They paid no heed to her threats, as small-time delinquents like them often strolled through the police station and had long established good relations with many officers there. Even if they were arrested now, they would emerge unscathed in a few days.

At this moment, Mu Ling also came to her senses. She hurriedly pushed Hu Yan away and said with a flushed face, "What are you doing? We are in the street, and many people are watching." Mu Ling shyly looked at the passersby.

Indeed, beautiful lady, my brother is right. We are giving you face, so you should also give our brothers a bit of face. That one called Mouse, looking shifty and sly, clearly not a good person, continued to speak behind his companion.

However, Mu Ling was unaware of all this, but Hu Yan, who was sitting in the car, saw it clearly. A glimmer of murderous intent flashed in Hu Yang's eyes. The expressions of the two people outside the car were something any man could understand. These two were plotting against Mu Ling, which Hu Yang absolutely would not allow. Mu Ling had already promised him that after she cured her sister's illness, she would become his concubine. Although she would be a concubine and not a primary wife, he would not permit any other man to disrespect her in the slightest. Any man could understand the implications of this; these two were scheming against Mu Ling, which Hu Yang absolutely would not allow. Mu Ling had already promised him that after she cured her sister's illness, she would become his concubine. Although she would be a concubine and not a primary wife, he would not permit any other man to disrespect her in the slightest.

Perhaps Mu Ling also realized that being held by Hu Yan in this manner gave her an unprecedented sense of security, a feeling she had not experienced in a long time, akin to when her father held her hand during her childhood. This extraordinary sensation was another reason why Mu Ling ceased to struggle

At this moment, Hu Yan was changing clothes in the car. He happily took off the beggar's outfit he was wearing and took out the suit that Mu Ling had bought for him. The suit was checkered, looking both elegant and beautiful, indicating that it was not inexpensive.

At this moment, he was bored and rambling in the car, but upon seeing Mu Ling's arrival, he immediately felt happy. There was no way around it; Mu Ling's arrival also meant that his clothes had arrived. He could finally take off this tattered garment and no longer had to worry about the embarrassment of accidentally tearing it again.

Then Hu Yan opened the car door and walked out, looking at Mu Ling outside the car. Overjoyed, he ran up and hugged Mu Ling. Before she could react in her astonishment, he whispered in her ear: "Little wife, you are truly wonderful. I really like this outfit, my dear."

"Damn it, I have already said that this is my wife. How dare you have designs on her? Since you want to end this, I will play along with you. I will be waiting for you at 5 o'clock, hehehe." Hu Yan said coldly, his eyes filled with murderous intent as he watched the direction in which the mouse and his companions were leaving.

The mouse and his companion exchanged glances before addressing Mu Ling, saying: "Miss, our apology is sincere. You must be staying at the Marriott Hotel, right? Please wait, we will come to pick you up again at five o'clock, and at that time, we will find a place to formally apologize to you." After saying this, the mouse and his companion walked away into the distance, never once looking at Hu Yan, as if he did not exist.

Hu Yan, however, did not pay any attention at all. Instead, after laughing a few times, he took Mu Ling's hand and walked towards the Marriott Hotel. Along the way, Mu Ling protested and tried to pull her hand away from Hu Yan's grip, but ultimately failed, as Hu Yan's hold was simply too tight. Mu Ling had no choice but to give up struggling and allowed Hu Yan to lead her towards the hotel

"Is this car yours, little girl?" The mouse and another man, whose eyes gleamed with a green light, looked at Mu Ling and scanned her body with their lustful gazes. Then, when Mu Ling was not paying attention, the mouse exchanged a glance with the other man, and they both understood each other's intentions through their eyes.

Mu Ling cast a disdainful glance at them, and just as she felt somewhat at a loss, the window of the phantom sports car slowly rolled down. Hu Yang leaned out of the car and looked at Mu Ling, saying: "I say, young lady, since you have already bought the clothes, why don't you bring them to me? Don't you know that your husband is currently in a bit of a predicament? If you don't bring them to me soon, be careful, or I might have to discipline you later." Hu Yan deliberately pretended to be dissatisfied as he shouted at Mu Ling.

"Beautiful lady, since this is your car, today we will consider ourselves unlucky. We will not proceed with this business deal out of respect for you. However, we have one request: we would like to invite you to dinner as a gesture of our apology. What do you think?" Another person with the mouse looked at Mu Ling's ample bosom and swallowed hard as he spoke.

After arriving in the hotel room, Hu Yan and Mu Ling entered the room opened by Mu Die Wu hand in hand. At that moment, Mu Die Wu was sitting on the sofa watching television, which was a romantic drama, indicating that all women enjoy watching such emotional television shows.

Damn it, I finally have new clothes to wear. All this time, I have been wearing the old clothes that the old man didn't want. Now, I have finally made it. The emperor, dressed in a suit, looked at himself in the rearview mirror of the car with a smug expression, flirtatiously tidying up his messy hair, and said with tears of emotion.