The Daily Life of an 80s Gangster Spoiling His Wife
The Daily Life of an 80s Gangster Spoiling His Wife Chapter 7.2

Chapter 7.2

If Zhou Jianghai still didn’t understand what was going on, he would have to be a fool. He cursed fiercely, “Does the house lack these things from you? You like taking other people’s stuff so much? if you’re not ashamed, I am!”

It was just some food, it was not like they couldn’t afford it, Was it really worth it to steal from Zhou Yao? Was he the type to remain silent when taken advantage of!?

She regrets it now. When she saw that Zhou Yao’s room door wasn’t locked, she thought she might find something inside. After rummaging around for a while and not finding any money, she simply took some items from the cupboard, hoping she wouldn’t be caught.

She shouldn’t have been so foolish. How could it be so easy to take advantage of Zhou Yao? ?

Lin Fang did not answer but kept shouting, “Those two pieces of bacon are ours, and the flour is also ours. Return them to me, you little bastard! Return my stuff!”

Hearing the term “little bastard,” Zhou Yao’s previously indifferent and disgusted gaze suddenly became sharp. His slanted, narrow eyes sparkled with a dangerous light, like a beast ready to pounce and tear at its prey’s throat.

Zhou Jianghai, who was close by, saw the change in Zhou Yao’s expression clearly.

He shuddered and couldn’t help but recall some unpleasant past events.

Years ago, after Zhou Yao’s father—his and Zhou Qingshan’s elder brother—passed away, they caused a commotion in front of Grandma Zhou. Zhou Yao’s father had earned quite a bit of money working out of town, and they were envious. They accused Grandma Zhou of favoritism over the years, hoping she would give them some money.

After sending off her husband and eldest son, Grandma Zhou was already in poor spirits, and this added stress landed her in the hospital the same day.

That time, Zhou Yao had been so ruthless that he beat Zhou Jianghai and Zhou Qingshan so hard that they couldn’t get out of bed for half a month. He truly knew how to hurt people. Even with the help of their sons and Zhou Qingshan’s eldest son, they couldn’t stop him and ended up getting beaten as well.

“……”

Thus, whenever Zhou Jianghai saw him with an unusual expression, he felt a sense of dread.

“Shut up! Why are you shouting? Can’t you stop causing trouble every day?” Zhou Jianghai’s face twisted in anger as he took two steps forward, reached Lin Fang, and slapped her across the face. “How dare you take the junior’s things? How dare you do that!?”

The crisp sound of the slap was clearly heard by Wen Yue in the kitchen.

“Zhou Jianghai, you hit me? You actually hit me?” Lin Fang was stunned for a moment, covering her slapped face, staring at the man in disbelief, her voice growing sharper and more piercing, “You coward, if you have the guts, direct your anger at that little bastard! Why take it out on me? You’re still an elder! Letting your nephew defecate and urinate on your head, you worthless piece of trash!”

She clawed at Zhou Jianghai, “I gave birth and raised children for the Zhou family. Even if there’s no merit, there’s hardship. You still hit me! Everything I did was for whom? I shouldn’t have married a useless coward like you! I’m done with you today!!!”

In the room, Lin Fang and Zhou Jianghai were wrestling, their screams and curses echoing loudly.

The couple still had enough sense to not lay hands on Zhou Yao.

Zhou Yao watched the commotion coldly, a touch of irritation crossing his face as he carried the items and the axe outside. Pausing at the door, his tone was cold and hard, “If there’s a next time, it won’t be so easily settled.”

Zhou Jianghai pushed Lin Fang onto the bed, awkwardly smiling as he made a promise, “Don’t worry, Big Nephew, there won’t be a next time.”

Lin Fang lay on the bed, sobbing uncontrollably.

Her cries were heart wrenching and miserable, and just listening to them made one feel pity. Wen Yue, thinking of her earlier promise, spoke up, “Zhou Yao, Second Aunt forced me to help her with work this morning! When I refused, she scolded me, and her curses were really filthy!!”

Lin Fang’s crying was indeed pitiful, but what did it have to do with her? She had said she would report to Zhou Yao, and she would do it!

Lin Fang’s crying stopped abruptly: “……” This damn girl just had to add fuel to the fire? Neither of this couple is a good person!!!

Zhou Yao’s foot, which had been lifted, was put back down as he turned to Lin Fang with a cool tone, “Second Aunt, Wen Yue is my wife, not a maid specifically for your work. If you really don’t want to do it, I can help you next time.”

Without waiting for Lin Fang and Zhou Jianghai to respond, he took the items and returned to his own kitchen.

Wen Yue, leaning against the doorframe, looked at Zhou Yao with sparkling eyes, her gaze full of unabashed admiration.

“Zhou Yao, you’re amazing.” She gave a thumbs-up. “You were so cool just now, especially manly!”

Zhou Yao furrowed his brows. “What manly?”

Wen Yue’s tone was soft, “I mean you were very handsome, very masculine, and very manly. I am praising you!”

Zhou Yao squinted, observing Wen Yue’s expression with a hint of suspicion. “Are you being sarcastic?”

“No, I’m really praising you!” Wen Yue moved closer to Zhou Yao, widening her eyes, trying to convey her sincerity.

Her clear, clean amber eyes reflected Zhou Yao’s image. After staring for a couple of seconds and not seeing any negative emotions like fear, disgust, or anxiety, Zhou Yao relaxed his frown and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly. “Alright, I’ll believe you this time. Aren’t you cooking noodles for me? Where are they?”

If it were anyone else, they would have probably run away in fear after seeing his actions. This crybaby even complimented him. He wasn’t sure whether her courage was great or small.

As Zhou Yao thought about it, his mood visibly improved.

Wen Yue eagerly brought over the noodles with two fried eggs on the side. “It’s ready. Try it!”

The noodles were topped with garlic and chili oil, and the smell was very appetizing.

Zhou Yao was extremely satisfied with Wen Yue’s cooking, slurping the noodles and saying, “By the way, I bought some shower gel and other things. They’re in the room. You can go check them out yourself.”

Wen Yue’s eyes lit up. “Really? I’ll go take a look!”

***

Check out my other translation project, The Villain’s Spoiled Daughter:

After her daughter was born, Xu Ai discovered that her husband was actually the villain in a novel.
 
To ensure that she and her daughter had financial stability after their inevitable divorce, she threw herself into her work.
 
The little Nuo Nuo was always taken care of by the nanny.
 
When the villain returned from a six-month business trip, he was surprised to see how much his daughter had grown. After his initial shock, he continued to focus on his work.
 
One night, he discovered a small figure had crawled into his bed.
 
Nuo Nuo, upset because her mother had confiscated her toys, decided she wouldn’t play with her mom anymore.
 
Xu Ai, not backing down, said, “Fine, go play with your dad and see how long he’ll put up with you.”
 
Nuo Nuo indeed started to follow her dad everywhere.
 
If her dad went to work, she wanted to go too. If she couldn’t go, she would cry.
 
Nuonuo was picky about her food. If she was made to finish her meal, she would cry.
 
If her toy broke, she didn’t want a new one. She would cry.
 
If she played late into the night and was told to sleep, she would cry.
 
The villain saw that his daughter was a crybaby and delicate, and her crying was heart-wrenching.
 
He realized this wasn’t right and decided that the nanny was not doing a good job, so he decided to take care of her himself.
 
Initially, Sheng Zexi just wanted to discipline Nuo Nuo and make her less spoiled and willful. But eventually, when the little princess pouted, he found himself thinking about how to make her happy.


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