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Without hesitating for long, Brother Biao surrendered and abandoned his weapon. He knew the ga was over; if he shot Yan Xiaobao to death, it might satisfy his grudge, but he’d definitely face a death sentence himself. Surrendering his weapon would at worst an a few years in prison, and he could make a coback as a big shot afterward.
The patrol officers took away Brother Biao, Dongzi, and the four or five dozen n under him, while the suitcase on the table containing a million in cash was confiscated as evidence.
Yan Xiaobao won the battle for free, not earning a single penny, yet he didn’t mind at all. Seeing Han Ruobing made him happier than winning fifty million.
Zhao Erhu, on the other hand, was over the moon. With Brother Biao arrested, he’d likely face a sentence of ten to eight years, leaving behind an empty spot—an excellent opportunity for him.
He believed that with Brother Bao behind him, he’d surely be able to take over Brother Biao’s territory and people. With this, Zhao Erhu would replace Brother Biao and beco one of the strongest bosses in Baofeng District.
Han Ruobing ordered the patrol officers to record statents from Chen Long, Zhao Erhu, and others right on the spot, while she herself took Yan Xiaobao and Tiantian to the casino office.
"What are you doing here? Don’t you know gathering for gambling cris is illegal?" Han Ruobing frowned and asked.
"I wasn’t gambling..." Yan Xiaobao then explained the matter of Tiantian’s father owing gambling debts, and Brother Biao using the debt as an excuse for his misdeeds.
In the end, Yan Xiaobao didn’t win a single penny. Playing cards without wagering money doesn’t count as gambling, nor does it constitute a cri.
Han Ruobing let out a sigh of relief but still felt uncomfortable inside.
Aside from Wife Rourou and Wife Xiao Wan, now Tiantian had shown up—this guy was totally outrageous!
"Bingbing, you’re here just in ti," Yan Xiaobao grinned cheekily and moved closer. "Your scars haven’t healed yet. Let treat them for you."
Thinking about Yan Xiaobao’s "close contact" treatnts, Han Ruobing’s face flushed slightly. She put on a cold expression and said sternly, "I bought scar removal cream myself; I don’t need your treatnt."
"How can store-bought cream compare to ? Let take care of you," Yan Xiaobao said with a mischievous grin, following Han Ruobing out of the office.
"I said no, and that’s final! Stop following !" Han Ruobing waved a hand and said, "Pack up and head out!"
"Bingbing, how about we go for dinner then?" Yan Xiaobao continued, "It’s about ti for dinner anyway."
"Can’t you see I’m busy arresting so many criminals right now?"
Han Ruobing knew that unless she said a couple of token kind words, Yan Xiaobao wouldn’t give up easily. Worse, he might even get Zhang Zhixue to put her on "vacation" again. She added reluctantly, "Next ti."
"Alright, then..." Yan Xiaobao reluctantly let Han Ruobing go off to organize the squad returning to interrogate the criminals.
"Is... is she your wife too?" Tiantian stood beside Yan Xiaobao, gazing at Han Ruobing’s beautiful silhouette. "She’s really gorgeous and absolutely charming..."
"Bingbing isn’t officially my wife yet," Yan Xiaobao chuckled. "But very soon, she’ll be just like you—officially one of my wives."
"Just like ?" Tiantian felt sowhat inferior standing next to Han Ruobing.
Although she was almost equally beautiful as Han Ruobing, the latter’s aura, presence, and the innate pride and confidence she exuded were truly unmatched by average won.
"That’s right." Yan Xiaobao nodded firmly. "I really like Bingbing, and I also really like Wife Tiantian. You two are the sa—you’re both my beloved wives."
Hearing Yan Xiaobao equating her with Han Ruobing in his affections, Tiantian’s heart felt a burst of comfort. Being the "mistress" didn’t seem so bad after all...
At this mont, Zhao Erhu and Chen Long walked over together. "Brother Bao, today’s battle was glorious! We should organize so banquet tables to celebrate properly."
"I’m skipping it; I want to go ho early for so sleep today," Yan Xiaobao wasn’t remotely interested in dining with Chen Long and Zhao Erhu’s gang of n.
Knowing Yan Xiaobao’s temperant, neither Chen Long nor Zhao Erhu dared push further. "Then Brother Bao and Sister-in-law Tiantian, please rest well; we’ll leave you be."
After Chen Long and Zhao Erhu left with their n, Tiantian blushed slightly and asked, "Hubby, where are we going?"
"Dinner first, then sleep," Yan Xiaobao said as he brought Tiantian to the bus stop to wait for the bus.
At that mont, Tang Wenjun called, "Brother Bao, where are you? Qian Jiale and I would like to invite you to dinner. Do you have ti?"
Yan Xiaobao asked, "Just you and Qian Jiale? Where’s Wife Qingqing?"
"Uh..." Tang Wenjun groaned inwardly, "Mr. Dong has so business dealings today and can’t make it..."
"Then I’m not going either." Upon hearing Dong Yuqing wouldn’t be there, Yan Xiaobao lost all interest in dining with Tang Wenjun and Qian Jiale.
"Brother Bao, here’s the thing..." Tang Wenjun quickly added, "Qian Jiale heard that Brother Bao and Sister-in-law Tiantian had a brief reunion, so he specifically prepared a small gift for Sister-in-law Tiantian. He’s really hoping Brother Bao could grace us with your presence."
"Oh? Well, alright then." If Qian Jiale were sending a gift to Yan Xiaobao himself, he might not accept it; but sending a gift to Tiantian piqued his interest.
"That’s great!" Tang Wenjun exclaid. "Qian Jiale has already reserved a private room at the Golden Tide Seafood Restaurant. Should I drive over to pick you up?"
"No need; I’ll take the bus myself." Yan Xiaobao asked, "I’m at the Hong Kong Island Nightclub area—what bus line should I take to reach this Golden Tide Seafood Restaurant?"
"..." Tang Wenjun replied awkwardly, "To be honest, I really don’t know..."
Not just Tang Wenjun—likely no one in the "Jiangnan Ten Tigers" had ever taken a bus in their lives.
Tang Wenjun couldn’t wrap his head around it; with Yan Xiaobao’s wealth and skills, he could drive any luxury car he desired, yet he insisted on taking the bus... What kind of peculiar habit was this?
Fortunately, Tiantian, who grew up under humble circumstances, was very familiar with the bus routes. She guided Yan Xiaobao onto the right bus and nestled her exceptionally lovely figure into Yan Xiaobao’s arms.
Though Tiantian was already Yan Xiaobao’s woman and could enjoy private, intimate tis whenever she wanted, Yan Xiaobao still found joy in the simple pleasure of riding the bus.
Tightly embracing the delicate warmth in his arms, he swayed and bumped with the rhythm of the bus, as though dancing together.
Inhaling her subtle fragrance, gazing downward at the elegant snowy cleavage, gently stroking the smooth, supple curve of her waist, he desired even more sensations but held back, mindful of the onlookers’ stares in the bus...
The repressed allure of such forbidden intimacy heightened his inner desires, while the envious, even resentful stares of those n in the cabin further ignited a sense of satisfaction and pride.
Buses, truly the finest form of transport in the world!
Yan Xiaobao mused in appreciation, thoroughly relishing the ride to his destination: Golden Tide Seafood Restaurant.
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