"Block him."

With a cold gaze, Shi Yu’s eyes filled with intense murderous intent, causing those around him to shiver involently.

Upon his command, bodyguards lined up and extended their hands to intercept Tang Yan.

Tang Yan’s handsome face twitched, "You’re so ruthless, so indifferent, so domineering. Does your wife know about this?"

Shi Yu gave him a cold glance, speaking slowly, "Whether my wife knows or not is none of your business."

Tang Yan scoffed, "Big deal having a wife. If it weren’t for this young master helping you..." The words ’keeping it from Mu Bai’ were thankfully held back in time.

"Hmm?" Shi Yu narrowed his chilly, deep-set eyes, seemingly interested in what hadn’t been said.

"Cough!" Tang Yan cleared his throat, "If it weren’t for this young master clearing the obstacles for you, could you marry your wife with a clear conscience?"

Shi Yu’s gaze grew even deeper, "Are you implying that I should thank you?"

"No need for thanks, this young master can’t handle them! Just remember that someone once sacrificed their charm to deal with those troublesome women for the sake of your lifelong happiness. That’s enough for me."

In fact, the women who constantly bothered Shi Yu weren’t limited to just Ye Mei.

Because of Shi Yu’s renowned reputation in Du City, not only being young and promising but also handsome and suave, many noble young ladies wanted to win him over in one fell swoop.

And Shi Yu’s grandfather, Shi Tian, in recent years had picked no less than ten outstanding girls for him.

Most of them came from elite families, and a few were even more noble: heirs of prestigious clans, and not lacking princesses from various nations...

However, Shi Yu was not interested in those women. As a good brother, Tang Yan certainly had to be loyal to a fault.

Using his charming nature and handsome looks, he successfully lured those women’s attention onto himself, causing his surroundings to be constantly swarmed by admirers, impossible to dispel.

After leaving the airport, Tang Yan drove his car from across the street over.

After Shi Yu got into the car, he remained silent, directly taking out his phone and opening his contacts.

In the contact list, only ’Wife’ was stored as such; the rest were code names: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven...

Tang Yan glanced over and then continued to focus on the road. After turning a corner, he spoke with a hint of scorn, "Will it kill you to save people’s names properly?"

Shi Yu glanced at him, his lips curled into a cocky smile, "Can’t help it, that’s just my hobby."

Tang Yan scoffed, no longer bothering with him. But after a while, as something occurred to him, he turned to ask, "Which number is Mu Bai?"

"Two."

Upon hearing this, Tang Yan couldn’t help but burst into laughter, "Hahaha! Nicely saved! What about this young master? What number am I?"

"Two hundred and twenty-two."

This seemingly indifferent response was full of provocation.

Tang Yan’s face darkened as he cursed, then suddenly made a sharp turn on the spot, reversing direction and speeding off.

Changing lanes to go against traffic on a one-way street was indeed a bold move.

Luckily, the other vehicles weren’t moving fast and managed to dodge in time, preventing a serious traffic accident.

In response to his actions, Shi Yu was calm and unbothered, not making a single reaction.

His well-defined fingers scrolled over the screen of the phone, bringing up his wife’s number, and dialed it.

Only when the phone indicated that the call recipient had powered off did his emotions vaguely shift. His imposing sword eyebrows slightly furrowed, a flash of chill crossed his eyes.

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