Chapter 220: I Didn’t See Anything, You Two Continue

Wang Baobao heard Tang Chen’s words and said unhappily, “Hey Tang Chen, how can you speak like that? How can you curse at a pretty, cute, and well-behaved young girl like me!”

Tang Chen twitched his lips and said helplessly, “I don’t disagree that you’re a pretty girl, but I don’t agree with the word ‘well-behaved.’ Have you ever seen a well-behaved girl who carries bombs with her?”

“Tang Chen!” Wang Baobao was very angry. She clenched her small fists and said furiously, “I praise you a couple of times and you don’t know your place anymore, do you? Say, I wonder if your car can withstand a button bomb.” As she spoke, she took out another button bomb, showing it off.

Tang Chen’s lips twitched again. He held his forehead and said helplessly, “Little lady, I was wrong, okay? Can you please put away the button bomb?”

Tang Chen felt like he was about to vomit blood. This little girl really was a little devil, threatening him with button bombs.

Wang Baobao wrinkled her brows smugly, stuck out her tongue playfully, and said, “That’s more like it. Now you know how powerful I am, don’t you?”

Tang Chen laughed heartily at this. For the first time, he realized that this little girl was actually quite cute.

Ding ling ling!

Tang Chen’s mobile phone rang. He took it out and saw it was Yang Mi calling. Tang Chen cursed himself inwardly for being an idiot—he had forgotten about picking up Yang Mi.

“Hey, honey, don’t worry, I’ll come pick you up right away. I was a little busy just now,” Tang Chen said quickly as soon as he answered the phone. Deep down, he was really afraid of making Yang Mi angry.

Luckily, Yang Mi didn’t seem angry. She laughed and said to Tang Chen, “No need. I know you’re busy every day, so I’ve already gone home early. You come back quickly too, and we’ll have dinner together.”

Tang Chen felt a warmth in his heart. Yang Mi was that kind of woman—even when he didn’t have much time to spend with her, she never complained and always quietly supported him from behind. How could he not love such a woman with all his heart?

Tang Chen collected his thoughts, smiled, and said okay. After a few more lovey-dovey words, he hung up. Suddenly, he noticed a gaze on him. When he looked to the side, he saw Wang Baobao wearing an ambiguous smile.

“What are you smiling about?” Tang Chen felt a little uneasy because of her smile. Why did he feel like she was looking at him as if he were an animal?

Wang Baobao clicked her tongue knowingly, making tut-tut sounds, and said teasingly, “I never expected it, Tang Chen. You’re already married? I thought you were a single man.”

Tang Chen said, “None of your business. I’ll take you to a hotel or something right now, and then I’m going home.”

“No!” Wang Baobao crossed her arms in front of her chest, her large breasts squeezed and particularly eye-catching. She said haughtily, “I don’t want to stay at a hotel. Wang Xiangyu, that jerk, said going to a hotel was all about sex. You won’t have sex with me, and I don’t want to have sex with anyone else either. What fun is it staying somewhere like that? I might as well go home with you.”

“Absolutely not.” Tang Chen said sternly with a dark face, as if scolding a child. “First of all, going to a hotel doesn’t necessarily mean having sex. Hotels are for resting. Secondly, and most importantly, I’m used to being with my wife. Having an extra person like you at home would be really bothersome.”

Tang Chen wasn’t stupid enough to bring Wang Baobao to stay at his house. Putting aside whether Yang Mi would be jealous or not, just based on her quirky personality, who knew if this girl would turn his house upside down?

Wang Baobao snorted and said, “I just won’t stay at a hotel. You have so many enemies, and today I almost died. What if someone tries to kill me after you leave? I’m still young. I haven’t been in love, haven’t gotten married, and I’m still a virgin. Wouldn’t it be unfair if I died? My brother asked you to take care of me—is this how you take care of me? You jerk!”

Wang Baobao’s ability to cry at will was truly unmatched. Her little lolita face was streaked with tears, crying so miserably that anyone who saw her would think Tang Chen had bullied her.

“Stop, stop, stop crying! I’ll take you with me, okay? But we have to agree—once you’re there, you behave. Otherwise, I’ll kick you out anytime!”

A few dark lines appeared on Tang Chen’s forehead. What he couldn’t stand the most was women crying. Sure enough, as soon as Wang Baobao cried, he had no choice.

“Don’t worry, I definitely won’t cause trouble.” Wang Baobao immediately stopped crying, calmly wiped away her tears with a napkin, and held up four fingers. “I swear I won’t disturb you and your wife when you have sex. Just make sure you close the doors and windows tight, and try not to be too loud or intense. After all, I am a teenage girl.”

Tang Chen: “…”

After the bickering ended, Tang Chen drove Wang Baobao home. He took out his keys, opened the door, and shouted, “Honey, I’m back.”

“Tang Chen, you’re back.” Yang Mi responded and walked out wearing loungewear. Tang Chen walked over and hugged her tightly. He had missed her so much after not seeing her all day.

Wang Baobao, behind them, blinked her eyes and thought to herself, So this is Tang Chen’s wife? She’s about as pretty as me, but how come her chest is so big? No wonder she’s a married woman—being touched every day must make it bigger.

Luckily, Tang Chen didn’t know what Wang Baobao was thinking at that moment, or he would have been so angry that he would have thrown this annoying girl out. At such a young age, what dirty thoughts were these?

“Glad you’re back. I missed you. Let’s have dinner. Oh, who’s this…?” Yang Mi separated from Tang Chen and immediately noticed Wang Baobao.

This little girl looked lovely and cute—no woman would feel wary around such an adorable young girl.

Tang Chen laughed dryly. He had almost forgotten about Wang Baobao. Just as he was about to introduce her, he saw Wang Baobao walk forward politely and greet Yang Mi, “Hello, sister. My name is Wang Baobao. You’re Tang Chen’s wife, right? You’re so beautiful.”

Her voice was sweet as she stood charmingly in front of Yang Mi, looking so cute that it could melt anyone’s heart.

Only Tang Chen’s lips twitched. He wondered, Huh? What’s wrong with this little girl? How did she become so well-behaved? Isn’t she supposed to be quite feisty?

“Hello, hello. My name is Yang Mi. You’re very cute too, little sister. Come in, come in.” Yang Mi also liked Wang Baobao very much. In reality, she was only two years older than Wang Baobao, but with Wang Baobao’s baby face, no one would guess this girl was already sixteen.

Yang Mi’s enthusiasm toward Wang Baobao was beyond Tang Chen’s expectations. Shouldn’t she be jealous and questioning him? Why was she being so understanding?

Tang Chen briefly explained Wang Baobao’s background to Yang Mi, and Yang Mi immediately agreed to let her stay. The two young women hit it off right away and began chatting happily, treating Tang Chen as if he were invisible.

Noticing some dust on Wang Baobao, Yang Mi suggested she take a bath first. After Wang Baobao went upstairs, Tang Chen hugged Yang Mi and asked, “Honey, why aren’t you jealous today? It’s not like you.”

Yang Mi giggled, touched his cheek, and said, “Why should I be jealous? Baobao is so cute. Am I afraid she’ll steal you from me? Besides, I believe you won’t betray me. I’m not worried.”

Tang Chen smiled contentedly, then suddenly pressed his lips against hers and started touching her thigh.

“Don’t. Baobao is still here.” Although Yang Mi was aroused, she thought of Wang Baobao and stopped Tang Chen.

“I don’t care. I want you.” Tang Chen was so domineering—he directly carried Yang Mi to a room on the second floor, kicked the door shut, and quickly began removing Yang Mi’s clothes. Just as they were about to proceed, the door suddenly opened.

“Yang Mi sister, do you have… Ahhh! I didn’t see anything, you two continue!” Wang Baobao exclaimed and closed the door again. She patted her chest, her cheeks slightly flushed. So that’s what a man’s private part looks like.

Inside the room, Tang Chen’s face was full of frustration. Continue? How could they continue now that the mood was ruined? He looked down at Yang Mi beneath him and actually asked, “Honey, should we keep going?”

Yang Mi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. How desperate was he? She pushed him away and said while putting her clothes back on, “No, we’re not continuing. I’m going to find some underwear for Baobao.”

Tang Chen felt like crying but had no tears. He cursed inwardly, Wang Baobao, I’m going to kill you!