A Little Monster With A Wife Is Amazing – CH28

Chapter 28: “Wife, my heart only has you…”

Seeing Duke of Nightmares’ mouth stuffed full of matcha cake, looking both infuriated and comical, Jian Tang bit his lip hard, afraid he would laugh out loud.

And afraid he would cry out loud.

He laughed because his wife had done what he had always wanted to do but didn’t dare to do. So satisfying!

He cried because his wife had no idea how powerful the titan before him was. If Duke of Nightmares held a grudge, his wife would be in danger!

Alarm bells blared in Jian Tang’s mind. He made a prompt decision and hurriedly handed over wet wipes and a water cup, helping Duke of Nightmares save face and trying hard to pacify the Big BOSS’s anger.

When the other party finally swallowed the cake in his mouth and caught his breath, Jian Tang, seeming to sweep his hand carelessly, knocked over the coffee cup in front of him. The coffee-colored liquid spilled all over the table, not only soaking Jian Tang’s clothes but also splashing onto Feng Xun, staining his white shirt.

“Aiya!” Jian Tang jumped up exaggeratedly, grabbing Feng Xun’s arm. “Excuse me, Mr. Pei. Please excuse us for a moment; we’re going to the restroom to wash up.”

With that, he dragged his wife and sprinted all the way to the restroom in the back.

The washroom area was open-concept. Jian Tang felt it wasn’t private enough, swept his gaze around, and pulled the man directly into one of the adjacent toilet stalls.

After entering the small toilet stall, Jian Tang let out a long breath and began to seriously lecture his wife-baby. “Feng Xun! How could you do that? Do you know how dangerous that is!”

Feng Xun shot him a flat glance: “What did you call me?”

Jian Tang instantly shrank back: “…Wife.” He called out softly several times in a row. “Wife, Wife, Wife, you are my good Wife.”

The man didn’t say anything, but his complexion eased slightly.

Jian Tang began to explain pitifully: “Wife, I didn’t mean to pretend not to know you. It’s just that client is very troublesome; he really likes to tease people. If he knew you were my wife, he would definitely play tricks on you.”

Feng Xun snorted coldly, cracking his knuckles. “Let him try if he has the guts. I’ll be waiting.”

If it weren’t for his concerns about his “ordinary person” identity, he could have used that cake fork to pop the other party’s head open right then and there—piercing the skull, stirring out the brains, making the eyeballs bounce around, and grinding all the teeth to dust. It wouldn’t cost him the breath to blow away a speck of dust.

Completely unaware of the restricted-level horrific imagery in the man’s mind, Jian Tang was still gently comforting his angry wife-baby.

“Yes, yes, yes, Wife, you’re not afraid, but I am! Our boss is so fierce, and this client is also so fierce. If I don’t entertain him well, my salary will be deducted… I know you feel wronged, Wife. How about this: after I finish this order, I’ll take a few days off to spend more time with you, okay?”

“This order?” Feng Xun frowned, his voice dropping eight degrees. “Do you do this kind of thing often?”

Jian Tang: “…” What do you mean ‘this kind of thing’? Accompanying a client isn’t some shady, illicit activity.

“Not exactly often…” he carefully observed his wife’s face, smoothing his fur tentatively. “Just occasionally! Very occasionally, very occasionally, really!”

Feng Xun didn’t speak. He stared at him fixedly for a full minute, then suddenly: “Quit.”

Jian Tang was stunned: What?

“Quit that job of yours,” Feng Xun enunciated each word clearly. “Quit today. I’ll find you a better one.”

He had been dissatisfied with Jian Tang’s job for a long time. So far from home, constant overtime, and supposedly no overtime pay—what was so good about such a garbage job? He had tolerated it before out of respect for the other’s choices, not wanting to seem domineering and dictatorial. But now, Feng Xun truly couldn’t stand it anymore.

Forget about a living person; even a pet bound to his Safe House should eat well, drink well, and be raised comfortably. How could it be like this: because of a garbage job, being forced to act like a terrified, groveling subservient outside, where any random stray cat or dog could come and torment him, to the point where he didn’t even dare to publicly acknowledge him, his master!

It was truly preposterous.Quit. He must quit. Right now, immediately, non-negotiable!

Jian Tang was stunned at first, then in disbelief. After confirming the other party was serious, he felt completely unhinged.

“How… how can I do that!” he said anxiously. “Wife, please calm down. I really can’t agree to this. I can’t lose this job!”

“How much does your boss pay you?” Feng Xun asked. “I’ll find you a new job with double the salary, weekends off, full employee benefits, and no overtime.”

Jian Tang: “…” Oh no, I’m so tempted.

He took a few deep breaths and said with difficulty: “It’s not a matter of money…”

Actually, it was a matter of money: it wasn’t that he didn’t believe his wife could find him a better job, but the salary for human jobs was in human currency, which couldn’t be converted into the universal points of the supernatural world—without points coming in, how was he going to pay his loan! If he couldn’t pay his loan, the System would take his wife back. His big, precious wife would be gone just like that!

“Wife, thank you, but really, no…” Jian Tang pitifully shook the man’s arm. The space in the small stall was narrow, and the two were almost pressed together. “I just got a raise the day before yesterday. It wasn’t easy to fight for those results; I can’t just let it go just like that…”

“Stand up straight.” Feng Xun took a step back. “Speak properly.”

Stop sticking to me continuously. Who do you take me for? I don’t fall for this.

Jian Tang heard the loosening in his tone and immediately pressed closer even more enthusiastically. “Wife, Wife, Wife, please calm down. Don’t make me change jobs, okay?”

With nowhere left to retreat, Feng Xun was forced into the corner, compelled to stick close to his cohabiting cub.

“Wife, I know you’re doing this for my own good, but I really need this job.” Jian Tang coaxed ingratiatingly, deliberately softening his voice so it sounded like a sweet whine. “I only occasionally entertain clients, and even when I do, it’s just acting for the occasion. Wife, you don’t need to…”

“Acting for the occasion?” Feng Xun cut him off, glaring at him. “Only towards me, right?”

Calling him “Wife” affectionately at home, but calling him “Mr. Feng” politely outside—if that wasn’t acting for the occasion, what was?

Jian Tang: “…” Jian Tang: “Wife, what kind of person do you take me for? Am I the kind of scumbag who would leave his own wife aside and run out to play with other wild flowers and weeds? I’m not that kind of person at all!”

Feng Xun: “…” You literally just did that.

“Wife! You have to believe me.” Jian Tang suddenly grabbed the man’s hand, pressing the other’s palm against his own chest.

Through the layer of soft fabric, he could clearly feel the strong beating of the heart within the youth’s chest cavity.

“Listen, my heart is full of you.”

The youth looked up. His emerald eyes were clear and sincere, and his focused gaze gave one the illusion of being exceptionally cherished, as if… as if the other party’s heart and eyes were filled with him alone.

“My heart is completely filled with you.”

The youth’s voice was clear and soft as down feathers. Each word was like a soft little hook, easily breaching the heavily guarded fortress of his heart, drilling into the softest spot at the tip of his heart, provoking waves of electric-like tingling.

“It’s only you, Wife—only you.”

Feng Xun: “…………” Damn it.This kid usually looks so goofy; how can he be so deadly when he flirts?

Feng Xun tried hard to keep his face taut, turning his head coldly to the right. Jian Tang, like a slippery little loach, popped up from the right side, blinking cutely at him. Feng Xun expressionlessly turned his head to the left, and the youth popped his head out from the left, giving him a sweet smile. Feng Xun simply closed his eyes to avoid looking, when suddenly his embrace felt warm—the other party had drilled straight into his arms.

“…”

That fresh, pleasant scent of grass lingered at his nose again. Feng Xun’s heart trembled, and he helplessly opened his eyes.

“…Fine.”

The Mr. Assassin, who had always kept his word, disarmed and compromised to someone for the first time, making a concession.

“If you really don’t want to quit your job, you don’t have to…”

Before Jian Tang could even be happy, he heard the man change the subject—

“But that client outside, you are not allowed to accompany him anymore. Have your boss find someone else to replace you.”

Don’t think he couldn’t see it—that bastard blond was clearly very interested in Jian Tang, otherwise why would he make things difficult for him? For such a client with malicious intentions, either the client would disappear on his own, or he would personally help him disappear.

“Ah, this…” Jian Tang was obviously in a difficult spot. “There’s no need to change people. I’ve already done half of this task; suddenly changing people would be really inconvenient. The boss probably wouldn’t agree either.”

“Where is your company’s address?” Feng Xun said without hesitation. “I’ll go find your boss. If you can’t bring yourself to say it, I’ll say it for you.” It would be best if that boss knows what’s good for him. If not… hmph, I’m quite proficient with my fists and feet too.

Jian Tang: “…” Jian Tang: “This, this actually doesn’t have much to do with the boss either… He also has to act according to that big client’s moods, so…”

“Understood.” Feng Xun started rolling up his sleeves expressionlessly. “I’ll go out and beat him until he submits.” Although it was a pity he couldn’t directly beat him to death, beating him half to death should also work. “Beat him until he agrees to change people.”

Jian Tang: “!!!”

As if on cue, Fila’s voice came from outside. “Little Tang Sweetheart? Mr. Feng?”

He had grown a bit impatient waiting inside the shop, so he came over to take a look, only to find no one in the washroom area.Hm? Where did they go? The man looked at the sink, then aimed his gaze at the adjacent toilet stalls. “Are you in here?”

Feng Xun had rolled up his sleeves and was ready to go out. Jian Tang was so scared his scalp almost exploded. He quickly hugged the man tightly, desperately blocking Feng Xun from going out.

[No, no, really no!] Jian Tang shook his head frantically, mouthing the words to Feng Xun. [You can’t go out! And you definitely can’t fight him!]

If they really started fighting, how could his frail human wife possibly defeat the Duke of Nightmares? The World-Lord could just snap his fingers, and his wife would be gone!

Feng Xun frowned, about to open his mouth to speak. Afraid of being discovered by Duke of Nightmares, Jian Tang quickly covered the man’s mouth.

The two struggled in the narrow space. Fila outside heard the rustling of clothes rubbing together, raised an eyebrow with keen interest, and slowly paced over to the door of their stall. He knocked on the door and, as expected, heard a loud thud against the door panel—he figured his precise pinpointing had startled the two hiding inside.

“Little Tang Sweetheart, Mr. Feng,” Fila’s voice sounded polite, but the demonic smile in his eyes couldn’t be hidden at all. “Are you two in there? Have you finished washing your clothes?”

Inside, it was a mess again. One wanted to come out, one desperately blocked him. The door panel thumped loudly, and only after a long while did Jian Tang’s somewhat breathless voice come through. “P-Mr. Pei, we’re not done yet. Please, please go back and wait a little longer…”

“Wait for what?” another cold male voice came through. The tone was chilling, but his breath was clearly also a bit unsteady. “I’m going out right now…”

“Feng Xun!” Jian Tang’s pitch suddenly rose, sounding a bit angry. “Don’t move! You stay inside for me!”

Fila: “…” Fila: “What on earth are you two doing?”

But the people inside clearly had no mind to pay attention to him. There was another flurry of clattering sounds, like a physical brawl.

Are they fighting? Fila was confused, but felt it was unlikely. He peeked under the partition and found the two people’s standing positions very strange; they weren’t separated from each other, but more like they were overlapping.

“…”

Under what circumstances would humans use such a strange posture to stay in the same toilet stall? Fila recalled. In the various absurd dreams of the Taskers, similar images seemed to have appeared—

“…”

The smile on the Duke of Nightmares’ face disappeared. His interest completely vanished in an instant. Especially since he realized that in those absurd dreams, the role he was currently playing was often a part of the two protagonists’ play.

He had no hobby of playing the supporting role in a cuckolding scenario.

The man turned his head and walked away, but the moment he took a step, a wicked idea suddenly popped into his mind.

Hehe. Adding fuel to the fire and sowing discord—these were a demon’s specialties.

The corners of his mouth curved back into a joyful arc. Fila stopped, turned his head to look at the tightly closed stall door. “Little Candy Bean.” His voice was clear, his enunciation perfect, and he was uncharacteristically serious. “Mrs. Wang and the others are calling me over; I’m going to meet up with them first. You’ve worked hard these past few days; you don’t need to follow us anymore. Without you, we’ll have even more fun. You just stay with Mr. Feng with peace of mind and get busy with your things. Bye-bye.”

With that, he walked away without a backward glance.

Inside the door, Jian Tang was stunned, his hairs instantly standing on end. A group of thrill-seeking criminals suddenly said they didn’t need a guide, and even said they could have more fun without a guide. What did this mean? It meant they wanted to pull off another big stunt!

“Wait! Mr. Pei!” How could Jian Tang dare let them run amok? He moved to open the door. “I’ll go with you!”

The hand reaching for the bolt was suddenly held down. Jian Tang’s body tilted, and he was pressed against the door panel by the wrist by the person next to him.

“He said you don’t need to follow him anymore.” The gloomy-faced man looked down at the pale youth. Given the difference in their size and strength, the only reason he hadn’t successfully gone out earlier was entirely because he was afraid of hurting the other; but if he wanted the youth to stay, it was as easy as flipping his hand.

“I know, but… but…” Jian Tang was anxious inside, but he couldn’t explain it to the other party. A mist of tears soon clouded his emerald eyes.

“But I have to go,” he said very softly.

The veins on Feng Xun’s forehead throbbed violently, his grip tightening. But seeing the tears in the youth’s eyes, he subconsciously lightened his force. “Have you forgotten what you just said?” he stared at the person beneath him, asking sinisterly.

Jian Tang opened his mouth but no sound came out. But from the youth’s blank and fearful gaze, Feng Xun already knew the answer.

Very well.What ‘my heart only has you’, what ‘only you’…As expected, it was all just talk.

His blood-engorged brain buzzed, phantom-like shrieks echoing in his ears. A strong urge was restless and roaring in his heart, a voice like a demon’s whisper gradually corrupting his reason.

—If you want to do it, just do it.—What are you still hesitating about? What are you worried about?—You don’t really think that by putting on the outer shell of an ‘ordinary person’, you can truly live a normal life like an ordinary person, do you?—You’ve been a ‘monster’ for a long time.—Since you are a monster, there’s no need to follow the rules of the human world.—He is your asset, your possession; you can act completely without scruples… do whatever you want.

Feng Xun stared at Jian Tang, looking at him for a very, very long time. Then, he slowly let go of his hand.

Freed from his restraints, Jian Tang hastily opened the stall door and darted out. He couldn’t say why, but for a moment just now, he had felt terribly panicked. His monster’s innate sharp intuition told him: Flee!Flee quickly!Flee as far as you can!!

Jian Tang rushed toward the door in a panic, but just as he took a step out, he abruptly stopped. He slowly turned his head and looked back at the person remaining in the stall.

Their eyes met. The man’s dark, cold gaze flickered a few times, seeping in a few wisps of hopeful light. Whether due to an electrical fault or some strange magnetic field influence, the ceiling light in the restroom flickered violently a few times and suddenly went out. Without the light’s illumination, the tall figure standing in the stall looked like a giant beast lying in wait in the shadows, as if he could rush out at any moment and bite his throat fiercely.

Jian Tang shuddered violently and quickly lowered his head.

At this moment, a thought he hadn’t had for a long time surfaced in his mind once again.—This wife of his is really… terrifying.So terrifying, so terrifying.

“I’m sorry,” Jian Tang’s voice was like a mosquito’s buzz. The intense fear made even articulating words a bit difficult. “I… I will come home on time.”

With that, he didn’t linger, turning his head and running away quickly.

Feng Xun: “…………”

He left.He really left.For that bastard blond, Jian Tang actually abandoned him and left just like that??

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