DLSRWAR Chapter 5 Your gentle and beautiful little wife is gone.

“Wife!”

The voice wasn’t loud, but it reached Qin Yumian’s ears clearly.

She turned her head to look in the direction it came from and saw a handsome young man dressed in a high-end tailored white shirt and black trousers. His features were sharp and well-defined, with delicate, refined brows and eyes. His eyelashes were long and thick, like raven feathers. He had long, straight legs, and by the looks of it, he stood about six feet tall. His aristocratic aura starkly contrasted with the surrounding environment.

Qin Yumian’s gaze shifted from the young man to the luxury car behind him, but she only gave it a brief glance.

Noticing the unfamiliar young man’s gaze resting openly on Qin Yumian, Qin Xian, who had already run ten meters away, slowly made his way back and asked her, “Do you know him?”

With an expressionless face, Qin Yumian shook her head. She had never seen him before.

Then she turned her head and looked at the boy beside her with a ghostly calmness. “Not running anymore?”

Qin Xian: “…”

Qin Xian subtly took two steps back, and in the next second, he turned and sprinted away again!

Ye Hancheng watched the scene unfold before him, his face filled with confusion. If he wasn’t mistaken, that whirlwind of a teenage boy was his little brother-in-law, right?

In Ye Hancheng’s memory, his little brother-in-law was mature and composed, the youngest top lawyer in the industry, always dressed in a suit and tie, exuding a professional air.

But the boy before him had slightly long hair dyed yellow, wore his clothes sloppily, with sleeves rolled up in messy folds. His arm bore tattoos with unclear designs, and he had a skull necklace hanging around his neck.

He was the epitome of a delinquent middle schooler.

And then there was his wife—small in stature, with delicate, pale wrists, yet she was holding a rather thick stick, effortlessly dodging obstacles on the street as she chased his little brother-in-law for three blocks.

Ye Hancheng: “…”

Who am I? Where am I?

Where is my gentle, delicate wife?

Wasn’t she supposed to be too frail to lift anything and was always on the verge of tears?

Qiu Gaotiao returned with two hand-pulled pancakes in hand, only to find Ye Hancheng standing there as if struck by lightning. He nudged him with his elbow and asked, “What’s wrong with you? You look like you’ve lost your soul.”

Ye Hancheng wore a look of sorrow. It wasn’t his soul that was lost—it was his gentle, beautiful little wife.

“This small town doesn’t even have a proper restaurant, but these hand-pulled pancakes are pretty good. Want to try one?” Qiu Gaotiao offered the unbitten pancake to Ye Hancheng.

“I can’t eat,” Ye Hancheng replied with a dull look.

“Chengzi, what’s going on with you? Did you get your heart broken?” Qiu Gaotiao asked.

Ye Hancheng nodded solemnly. “Hm…”

It was almost like a broken heart.

Just as Qiu Gaotiao was about to ask when Second Young Master Ye had started dating, a wary voice called out from nearby, “Hey, what are you guys up to this time?”

They turned to see the Qin siblings surrounded by a group of menacing individuals. The leader was a man with a long scar down his arm, dressed in a black tank top that showed off his muscular build. 

He had a blue-haired girl in a crop top and mini-skirt hanging off his arm and a cigarette dangling from his lips as he spoke with arrogance and malice. “Kid, I hear you’ve been acting pretty cocky these past few days. You think you can mess with Big Brother Peng and get away with it?”

One of his lackeys chimed in, “Yeah, real cocky! Daring to save someone that my Big Brother Peng wanted to teach a lesson—you must think you’re hot stuff, huh?”

Qin Xian, seeing the group of nearly thirty people, stepped protectively in front of Qin Yumian and retreated a step. “Zhou Peng, if you have the guts, let’s fight one-on-one. What do you mean by bringing so many people?”

“Means we’re going to beat you until you’re picking your teeth up off the ground,” the scarred man sneered, blowing out a puff of smoke. He then gestured to one of his underlings. “Don’t kill him—it’s too much trouble.”

Without hesitation, Qin Xian grabbed Qin Yumian’s hand and bolted in the opposite direction.

“Fuck! Brothers, beat him to death—”

With a shout of profanity, the group of dozens surged toward the Qin siblings like a swarm of disturbed hornets.

Qin Yumian glanced back, quickly assessing their chances of getting out unscathed.

At that moment, the young man standing next to the black Maybach waved toward them. “Wif— Over here!” he called out.

Qin Xian ignored him, pulling Qin Yumian along as they ran toward Xinghua Street.

But Qin Yumian suddenly stopped, her delicate brows furrowing. “We can’t go back.”

Xinghua Street was home to many elderly and children; if they led the troublemakers there, who knew what might happen?

Catching sight of the young man out of the corner of her eye, Qin Yumian’s gaze flickered. She grabbed Qin Xian and turned to run in another direction.

Ye Hancheng saw that Qin Xian didn’t listen to him and took his wife running intending to bypass them. His handsome face was unable to hide the anxiety. When he was about to say “If you don’t come to me, I will come to you”, he found that his wife was running towards him.

Ye Hancheng couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed Qin Yumian’s hand, and without a word, stuffed her into the car.

Qiu Gaotiao watched his childhood friend’s series of actions with a bewildered expression. “Chengzi, you—”

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the group of troublemakers closing in on them.

The leader of the troublemakers hefted the stick in his hand, his tone full of menace. “Who are you? I advise you not to meddle in other people’s business.”

Qiu Gaotiao was also the king of the circle of rich children in the capital. His family even had a bit of underworld background, so few people dared to talk to him like this.

Although he had no idea why Ye Hancheng wanted to help these two strangers, now that they were involved, there was no backing down.

“How shameful is it to have so many of you bullying just two kids?” Qiu Gaotiao sneered, launching into his mocking tone.

Ye Hancheng leaned casually against the car door, hands in his pockets, his tall frame blocking most of the view inside the car.

“Don’t waste your breath on them,” the young man said, his eyes narrowing slightly as he spoke with a weary tone. “Just call the police.”

Qiu Gaotiao nodded in agreement. “My uncle happens to know the chief of the H City Police Department. If anything happens to me or my friend today, none of you—” he pointed at the leader—“including your boss, will get away. This Young Master has plenty of money and can easily destroy your families.”

The leader of the troublemakers quickly realized that these two young men were dressed in understated luxury, and while he couldn’t recognize the make of the car behind them, just a glimpse through the window suggested it was worth a fortune. These were clearly wealthy young masters from the big city.

The leader of the troublemakers hesitated for a moment.

At that moment, Assistant Zhang stepped forward and said, “Second Young Master, the chief of the police station in Sangcheng is my wife’s relative. I’ve already called him.”

Although Zhou Peng and his gang were arrogant and unruly, they didn’t dare to challenge the authority of the police.

After a few seconds of hesitation, the leader of the troublemakers reluctantly glared at the people inside the car before leading his group away in frustration.

Qin Xian, who had been keeping an eye on the situation outside, turned to the girl beside him, who wore an expressionless face. “Qin Yumian, Luo Da and his group are gone.”

Qin Yumian glanced at him lightly, as if to say, Who caused this mess in the first place?

Qin Xian immediately fell silent and shrank back a little.

Opening the car door, Qin Yumian stepped out, her lips curving slightly like delicate petals. Her almond-shaped eyes softened as she quietly said, “Thank you.”

Seeing her smile, Ye Hancheng felt as if his heart had been struck by an arrow—

Damn, his sweet and gentle wife was back!

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Author’s Note: (In an exaggeratedly loud voice: Your delicate and gentle wife is gone!!!)

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