Chapter 27: There Are Many Bad People in the Car

Chapter 27: Chapter 27: There Are Many Bad People in the Car ... Yan Xiaobao didn’t even notice the sour tone in Xia Rou’s words and replied earnestly, "Bingbing listened obediently when she answered my call, so I didn’t spank her butt. Rourou, if you don’t behave, of course, I’ll spank your butt. Alright, now can you tell me what’s going on?" If she were spanked by Yan Xiaobao right in the street, she’d never show her face again. So Xia Rou simply stopped fussing and shared her idea of borrowing money to pay off the debt. Yan Xiaobao’s eyes widened the moment he heard her. "Rourou, did you hit your head or something?" "What’s wrong with me?" "Your issues are my issues. Isn’t that obvious?" Yan Xiaobao declared matter-of-factly. "I’ll take care of all of it for you. If you dare not trust me as your husband, I’m going to spank your butt again!" Although Xia Rou felt a warmth in her heart, she still didn’t want to owe Yan Xiaobao too much. She promptly took out a pen and paper to write him an IOU. "I’m not your wife yet, so consider this money as a loan. If..." "There’s no ’if.’ You’re absolutely going to be my wife." With a wave of Yan Xiaobao’s hand, the IOU was instantly reduced to fine, tiny shreds, scattered in the wind. ... No matter what happens in the future, at least the debt owed to the Sun Family for over ten years was finally resolved. Xia Rou hadn’t felt this lighthearted in a long time. Her spirit lifted without her even realizing it, and the world seemed so much lovelier all of a sudden. "Since we’re already out, why don’t we go to the supermarket to get you some daily essentials and a few changes of clothes?" Xia Rou suggested. On the side, she also wanted to get herself a "safe and reliable, no-peek" nightgown. "Sure thing," Yan Xiaobao agreed cheerfully. Being with his gorgeous "wife," no matter where or doing what, made him happy. To save money, Xia Rou decided to take the bus to the largest nearby supermarket—Carrefour. She kept thinking to herself about saving up enough money to pay Yan Xiaobao back as soon as possible. But of course, she didn’t dare say it aloud, lest she provoke another spanking threat from Yan Xiaobao... "Dear passengers, welcome aboard bus route 173. Please be careful as the doors close, and hold onto the handrails as the vehicle starts up. Passengers boarding, please deposit your fare. Next stop: Hefeng Building. Passengers preparing to disembark, please move toward the rear door." Amid the bus announcement, Xia Rou squeezed onto the bus with Yan Xiaobao and immediately regretted it. This bus was overcrowded; the interior was packed so tightly that it was almost impossible to even budge. Dozens of people were crammed together, and even though the air conditioner was on, the temperature remained high and unbearably stuffy. The air was thick with a mix of sweat stench, body odor, cheap perfume, and even the occasional sneaky fart... It was nauseating and made one feel carsick. freewebnovel.com Xia Rou, being such a delicate beauty, instantly became the focus of attention for a group of "bus wolves." Sure, there were occasionally pretty girls on the bus, but someone as stunning as Xia Rou was a rare sight. In today’s "looks-are-everything" era, a woman this beautiful surely shouldn’t have to rely on public transportation. After depositing her fare, Xia Rou attempted to move further into the bus to grab a handrail. However, a few shady men nearby not only refused to give her space but even deliberately blocked her path, hoping to maneuver her close enough for some physical "contact" and take the opportunity to cop a feel. Having grown thrift-conscious and used to taking the bus, Xia Rou was no stranger to these situations. She tried pushing through with her arm a couple of times but quickly realized the indecent intentions of these men. Not wanting to let them succeed, she simply stopped moving. However, standing on a swaying bus without holding onto a handrail made it very difficult to keep one’s balance. Just as Xia Rou was struggling to maintain her footing, the driver suddenly stepped on the gas, accelerating sharply to cut through traffic. Xia Rou immediately lost her balance and toppled forward. The person standing in front of her was a middle-aged man wearing a tank top. Seeing Xia Rou about to fall into his arms, he felt a surge of glee. He was already calculating how to "enjoy the moment" and take full advantage. Yet, to his dismay, Xia Rou didn’t fall into his embrace but instead landed securely in the arms of the young man behind her. Damn it, that kid got the drop on me. The tank-top man glared jealously at Yan Xiaobao, who was holding Xia Rou, his eyes filled with envy, resentment, and an overwhelming sense of injustice. As the bus settled into a smoother rhythm, regaining its balance, Yan Xiaobao showed no intention of releasing his hold. He kept his hands firmly around Xia Rou’s slender waist. "You... You can let go of me now..." Xia Rou’s cheeks flushed slightly. Yesterday, being embraced by Yan Xiaobao at home was one thing—at least no one saw it. But now, being held tightly in his arms on a crowded bus made her incredibly self-conscious. "No way. It’s too dangerous. The bus is so jerky; you’ll fall again," Yan Xiaobao said firmly, making it clear he had no intention of letting go. Xia Rou’s delicate back pressed snugly against him, soft and warm, giving off a faint fragrance that wafted into his nose. It felt so good he didn’t want to let go, not even for a second. Only a fool would. "I’ll just grab hold of the handrail," Xia Rou tried to reason with him. "That’s even worse," Yan Xiaobao declared, casting his gaze over the men around them and openly adding, "There are tons of bad guys on this bus who’d take advantage of you." Xia Rou didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. This way, no one else could take advantage of her—but only because Yan Xiaobao was hogging the opportunity all to himself. She resisted the urge to argue further because if she pushed the issue, he would no doubt flaunt his "husband" status as an excuse. Worse yet, he might even threaten to spank her in front of everyone... That would be the ultimate humiliation. Meanwhile, the surrounding men also looked deeply dissatisfied. This guy was shamelessly monopolizing all the benefits while slandering them in the process. Truly infuriating! Just then, someone pushed her way through the crowd from behind the men, forcing her way forward until she reached Yan Xiaobao. "You rascal! Let go of this young lady!" a voice called out. Yan Xiaobao, thoroughly enjoying the delightful sensation of holding Xia Rou, was immediately annoyed by the interruption. "Hey! I’m holding my own wife. What’s it to you? Back off and mind your own business. Don’t think just because you’re a girl I won’t hit you." The intruder, a tall girl with a ponytail, looked about the same age as Yan Xiaobao. Her fierce expression and sharp brows gave her an air of righteous determination. Hearing Yan Xiaobao claim that Xia Rou was his wife, the ponytailed girl didn’t buy it. Neither did the surrounding passengers. The pair didn’t seem like a married couple based on their ages, and Xia Rou’s expressions and their conversation lacked the vibe of a husband-and-wife dynamic. "You say she’s your wife? Then show me your marriage certificate!" the ponytailed girl demanded stubbornly, her face brimming with a sense of justice. She peppered Yan Xiaobao with questions, "Don’t have your marriage certificate on you? Fine, then just tell me: What year, month, and day did you get married? What’s her birthday? Star sign? Blood type?" ... [Please like, bookmark, tip, and support!] ...