Temporary Husband: The Pregnant Wife Runs Away - Chapter 11

Chapter 11: Who Let You Touch My Things?
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

Holding the wallet tightly in his hand, Li Yunshen got up, shot daggers at the man and said cruelly, “Throw him into a funeral parlor!”
Wen Xi nodded and signalled for someone to see to it. He then turned around and explained to the group of people who had been beaten up, “I don’t care who instigated you to come here, I just want to give you a warning. You are fired because you are not qualified for the job, and the severance payment has been paid to you according to the compensation in the contract. You can continue to make trouble if you are not afraid of death, but I can’t guarantee that my boss will still be ‘kind’ like today.”
Ahem… the word “kind” didn’t seem appropriate for Boss.
After saying this, he turned around and saw that Tang Xin hadn’t left. He was a little surprised, “Uh… Madam, why didn’t you go back with the Boss?”
“I… he…” Tang Xin looked at the disappearing car in front of her, bit her lip, and didn’t know what to say.
“The car has already driven Boss back, you can come with me.” Wen Xi suddenly understood her hesitation.
He lived in a house on the left side of Star Garden which was for servants, bodyguards, and people like him.
Tang Xin nodded and followed him quietly. Hearing the pleas coming from behind them, she couldn’t help but ask, “That man… are you going to kill him?”
Only dead people would be thrown into a funeral parlour. He had merely stepped on a photo, was there a need to kill him?
Wen Xi stopped and looked at the soft-spoken girl. He had seen many beautiful girls before, but she was the one who had captured his heart the most. Her beauty was beyond description, and looking at her was like looking at pure water that could cleanse the soul, or… it could be that she already possessed the disposition of water.
If it was really water, he hoped she could wash away the darkness in the Boss’s heart. 3
“You will understand in the future.”
He could only say that, and also only dared to say that.
The people who worked under Li Yunshen were all very efficient. They had just returned to Star Garden and a wallet of the same style had already been delivered.
Wen Xi asked her to give the wallet to the man when she went upstairs.
Although it seemed like a task not worth mentioning, it was very difficult for Tang Xin. He was a man who could destroy a life with just three words, and he must have been in a very bad mood just then. She wished she could stay as far away from him as possible and didn’t dare to give the item to him.
She carefully opened the bedroom door and found that he was taking a shower in the bathroom. She heaved a sigh of relief and quickly stepped into the room to find his wallet.
Soon, she saw a scratched wallet on his bedside table. The wallet was open, revealing a photo that had been so well-cleaned that it was almost shiny.
She put down the new wallet and turned to leave. However, she sighed at the thought of how his wallet had gotten like this and that the photo was stepped on because of him saving her, so she decided to help him change the wallet.
However, just as she picked up the wallet and was about to take out the photo to put it into the new wallet, a gust of wind suddenly came from behind, and her wrist was held tightly. Before she could react, the strong force had thrown her backward, causing her to stumble and fall to the ground.
Then, she saw the man with only a towel around his waist touch the one inch photo lovingly, as if afraid that it would be hurt if she touched it. 1
He was cold and grim yet tender and loving toward a photo, and she couldn’t help but envy that photo.
“Who let you touch my things?” Li Yunshen closed his wallet, squeezed it in his hand, and looked down coldy at the woman who was on the ground.