The Days of Being in a Fake Marriage with the CEO

Chapter 145: A Trap (1)

Between his wife and his nephew, of course it was the former who was more important to him!

That message got Mu Huan giggling uncontrollably as she held on to her phone. “I’ll see you tonight, Hubby! Muacks!”

“See you tonight,” mumbled Bao Junyan with a slight smile as he replied to her message with an “Okay.”

Just as she was about to sweetly put away her phone, it suddenly hit her that the culprit for causing her to be late to class and to be deducted two points was her husband. Her day had got off to a bad start from the moment she was late to class, and so, she sent yet another message to him. “You mustn’t be like last night, though. You’ve caused me to be late for my morning class and my points got deducted as a result. I’ll fail the subject if my points get deducted to nothing!”

She wanted to complete all her modules, get her credits ahead of time, and graduate with A+ results. If she were to fail any of her modules, then this goal could never be attained!

All the men in this world, upon them reading such a coquettish message from their wives, would reckon that their wives were tactfully paying them a compliment about their prowess in bed. Naturally, Bao Junyan was no exception, which was evident from the deepening of his smile. “Okay.”

The man knew as well that he had let her go to bed too late last night and he should have let her sleep earlier since she had lessons early in the morning, but he had never had such an impulse before.

The influence his wife had over him had gone beyond the boundaries of his control. It was what he hated the most — losing control over things — and yet, he no longer hated this feeling now.

“Hubby, may I sleep in the dorm tonight? I have Professor Wang’s class in the morning tomorrow.” She felt that, even if the man was understanding of her plight, she might not be able to reach school early if she were to sleep at home. And the thing was, she must never be late to classes again!

The man vetoed it right away. “No. I’ll go pick you up at night.”

Mu Huan: “...”

What’s wrong with allowing me to stay occasionally in the dorm?

On the commercial streets within the university town.

Long Feiting got his men to look through the complete surveillance footage of the area where Mu Huan had fought last night and made inquiries about the fight. He then found out that the woman was a fighter named Song Xing and that she was engaged by the merchants who had pooled in their money to deal with the street thugs.

That was who he was looking for!

In the occasions where Mu Huan need not reveal her identity card or socialize, she would always use the alias, Song Xing. After all, offending others was usually a common thing in her line of work. She would be a goner if others were to know of her real name and come seeking revenge on her.

When Long Feiting asked the merchant representative about the channel he used to engage the fighter, the latter told him that they had made an order request online and that someone later accepted the order and gave them a call.

Not all of Know-All Agency’s clients had the privilege to step foot in their agency. This was to prevent their employees from getting into any troubles that might arise in the aftermath of their missions. It was only when the employee who had accepted that particular mission was amenable to a meeting with the requestor in person at the agency that the requestor would be allowed inside.

As this particular mission was located near her school, Mu Huan was apprehensive about meeting up with the merchant representative lest she might be recognized, so their only form of contact was by phone. After she accepted the mission, she went straight there to deal with the thugs, and once they were settled, the merchants just needed to pay her.

Things were easy since they had a number to call. Long Feiting then got the representative to give her a call and tell her that the thugs were back to cause trouble again and that she needed to come quickly.

Mu Huan was somewhat surprised that the thugs still dared to cause a scene there after the thrashing she gave them last night. At the thought that it was because of them that she got caught lying by her husband, she decided to resort to more heavy-handed methods in dealing with them. Hence, after that call, she quickly changed her outfit and headed straight there.

Upon her entering the commercial streets, though, she felt something amiss. If the hooligans were back to cause trouble again, the shop owners along the street would have all come out to watch the fray.