Male God Is Always Targeted

Chapter 232: Madly Tiptoeing the Line of Cheating 6.19

The last few words faded into Luo Ling’s mouth.

What followed was something that could cause fiery heart palpitations.

Like a spark of fire, the originally verdant grassland instantly turned into red fallen leaves.

Twirling in the wind.

Finally, Luo Ling was swept by the wind and danced with it.

It was unclear how much time had passed until they became tired of playing.

The wind gradually stopped.

Together with the fallen leaves, they quietly laid on the ground, entwined with each other.

Luo Ling weakly laid on the bed, indignantly biting the quilt.

Inside his heart, Luo Ling scolded Wen Qi with a torrent of curses.

Sure enough, men were all big pig trotters.

If he hadn’t been so tired, Luo Ling would have definitely beaten Wen Qi up.

The satisfied man didn’t feel the blazing anger next to him at all.

Wen Qi held Luo Ling in his arms and happily rubbed against him.

Burying his head into Luo Ling’s back, Wen Qi laughed with a sense of showing off.

“If you move… If you move, I’ll chop your paws off.”

Luo Ling gritted his teeth as he spoke. He held down the wandering hand against his body. He was fuming in anger.

Unfortunately, Luo Ling was the one in a pitiful state at this moment.

Wen Qi flipped over and pressed Luo Ling back down underneath him.

He ambiguously licked Luo Ling’s face, “You Little Rascal, since you still have a lot of energy, why don’t we do it again?”

After speaking, Wen Qi decisively sealed Luo Ling’s mouth.

A new round of life exploration had begun.

That night, Luo Ling had completely became a salted fish1.

Luo Ling groaned and instructed the culprit to massage him, until he reluctantly felt better.

Wen Qi was very good at observing people’s words and expressions.

Seeing Luo Ling slowly calm down, Wen Qi tentatively spoke about the unfinished business from the previous day.

“The person I asked to investigate Ding Jian found some information. It was Peng Meili and Luo Shenyu.”

As Wen Qi spoke, he paid attention to Luo Ling’s expression. When he found nothing wrong with it, Wen Qi continued.

“Luo Kun’s mistress is pregnant and it was reportedly a son.”

Luo Ling was puzzled.

What did Peng Meili dealing with him have to do with his old man’s mistress getting pregnant?

Wen Qi also didn’t leave Luo Ling waiting in suspense.

“The person Ding Jian had been playing with lately is Luo Kun’s mistress.”

Luo Ling understood the matter within seconds this time.

Peng Meili probably discovered that the third party had an affair with her husband, but she had no evidence.

Therefore, she wanted to transfer the hatred onto him.

This way, Peng Meili wouldn’t just sow discord between Luo Ling and Wen Qi, but she would also intensify his grudges with the third party.

By then, whether Wen Qi believed in Luo Ling or not…

Wen Qi and the third party would have both become enemies.

Then, when they fought against each other, Peng Meili would be the one to reap the benefits.

Not only that, they also took the risks into account.

In case the man was investigated…

Wen Qi would definitely not stop the investigation just because of a cell phone number belonging to an unknown person.

However, if it was an actual person, it would be a different matter.

That’s why Gan Rong, who had offended Luo Ling, was the best candidate.

Peng Meili was worthy of being a woman who could successfully rise to the top among so many women ah.

Each step was well-planned.

The scheming was really thorough.

Tsk tsk tsk…

A sneer appeared on Luo Ling’s face.

Wen Qi was in distress as stretched out his hand. He touched Luo Ling’s head and comforted him.

“Don’t feel bad. They’re just a few jumping clowns. Your man will avenge you, and deal with it in minutes.”

Wen Qi shamelessly boasted.

The family was already sentenced to death inside his heart.

Luo Ling nonchalantly patted the paw on his head, and struggled to get up.

Wen Qi hurriedly reached over to help him, but Luo Ling grabbed his collar.

“If you have free time tomorrow, accompany me to the Luo Residence.”

Wen Qi’s brain lagged for a while, then he subconsciously blurted out.

“Returning to the family?”2

Without waiting for Luo Ling to answer, Wen Qi responded to himself.

“Do I need to bring a car full of jewelry and gold? Or antique jade?”

“Hm, when the time comes, there will be another convoy of Bentleys to drive on the road, and then…”

The more Wen Qi talked, the more spirited he became.

Luo Ling couldn’t help it. He grabbed the pillow next to him and threw it over, then let out a little lion’s roar.

“You are my WIFE!”

Wen Qi: “…Hehe…”

Footnotes

“咸鱼 (xián yú)” literally means “salted fish” in Chinese. As a lifestyle, it refers to a person who chooses to live a slow-paced and unambitious life without much desire for success or achievement. They may lack motivation or direction in life and are content with their current situation without actively seeking to improve it. “回门”, literally means “returning to the door” in Chinese. In this context, it most likely refers to Wen Qi returning to Luo Ling’s family home or the ancestral home of the Lu Family. The term “回门” is often used in Chinese to refer to a bride returning to their family’s home or ancestral home for the first time after getting married.