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In the morning, after being entangled for another round, Ye Shanshan was finally released by Yan Xiaobao and got out of bed to get dressed.
After putting on her clothes, she casually reached into her pocket and found a note. Ye Shanshan rembered it was the small "eting gift" Tang Wenjun had slipped her before they parted last night.
Back then, Ye Shanshan didn’t have the courage to check what was on the note. Later, when she returned to Yan Xiaobao’s house, she was promptly stripped by him...
At this mont, she took it out and looked at it. Ye Shanshan let out a startled scream, almost fainting...
"What’s wrong?" Yan Xiaobao was alard by Ye Shanshan’s exaggerated reaction.
"Five... five... five..." Ye Shanshan stood there with her mouth wide open, almost unable to speak, "Five million!"
"I thought sothing serious happened..." Yan Xiaobao sighed in relief, curled his lips, and didn’t take the "huge amount" of five million seriously at all.
"You... that... that Tang... Young Master Tang..." Ye Shanshan suddenly seed to develop a stutter, "He... he gave five million as a eting gift!"
"Hmph! He’s becoming stingier by the day, truly disgraceful!" Yan Xiaobao grumbled in dissatisfaction.
"..." Ye Shanshan didn’t stutter this ti but was rendered completely speechless...
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"Hurry up, I want to go to the bank to deposit the money!"
Ten minutes later, Ye Shanshan finally recovered her composure and impatiently urged Yan Xiaobao.
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After cashing the check, Ye Shanshan stared blankly at the long string of zeros in her bank account for a good while.
On the first day of officially transitioning into her new role, she had already beco a little rich lady... It felt like a dream...
"Shanshan dear, let’s go," Yan Xiaobao urged her from the side.
"Go where?"
Ye Shanshan asked absentmindedly, without much thought. Before Yan Xiaobao could answer, loud cries suddenly erupted outside the bank: "Help! Robbery! Sobody stop him!"
Ye Shanshan snapped out of her daze and quickly ran out of the bank. A nearby elderly woman, about seventy years old, was sitting on the ground, frantically pointing at a distant figure and shouting, "My money! My money... he stole my money..."
On the sidewalk, about a dozen ters away, a short man dressed in jeans and sneakers was sprinting away, clutching a small red fabric bag. Without a doubt, the bag had been stolen from the elderly woman.
"You shaless scumbag! Robbing an elderly woman in her seventies—don’t you have any decency left?!" Ye Shanshan’s inner Binhai Heroine instinct kicked in. She kicked off her high heels and broke into a chase with her long legs.
Ye Shanshan barely took two steps before freezing in place.
She saw the running thief suddenly lift off the ground and fly toward her direction.
"Is this... could this be... the legendary... Butt Lift to Flat Sand Goose Descent style?"
"Thunk!" A dull thud rang out, followed by a tragic scream. The thief crashed heavily to the ground, only a ter away from Ye Shanshan.
Suddenly, Yan Xiaobao appeared in front of the thief like a blur, launching into a frenzied flurry of punches and kicks. "Are you an idiot? This giant bank is right here, can’t you see? Robbing an elderly woman—can you be any more useless? You’re seriously pissing off!"
The thief: "..."
The crowd: "..."
Ye Shanshan: "..."
Even as Yan Xiaobao kept venting his rage and showed no signs of tiring, Ye Shanshan couldn’t bear to watch anymore. She put on her shoes and ca over to pull him away. "Enough already! If you keep this up, you’ll beat him to death."
"Trash like him deserves to die!" Yan Xiaobao stopped hitting him, leaving the thief unconscious on the ground.
Ye Shanshan picked up the red fabric bag from the ground and returned it to the elderly woman, then quickly pulled Yan Xiaobao away from the crowd.
"Young lady, thank you so much! This is my life-saving money..." The elderly woman kept calling out to Ye Shanshan as they walked away, showering her with praises. "What a wonderful girl—beautiful and kindhearted..."
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After turning around the corner of the street, Ye Shanshan slowed her pace. Yan Xiaobao remarked, "So boring outside, Shanshan dear, let’s just go ho and sleep."
"..." Ye Shanshan’s face flushed red. "Last night... this morning... you’re still not satisfied?"
"Shanshan dear is so beautiful, with such a great figure—it feels amazing. I wouldn’t get enough even after a hundred years!"
Ye Shanshan felt both sweetly flattered yet hilariously annoyed. "Staying in bed for a hundred years... seriously..."
Indeed, Ye Shanshan’s spirited personality was like that of a worldly heroine straight out of a novel. Bold and uninhibited, she had quickly adapted to her new role as a wife, speaking straightforwardly without a hint of shyness.
Yan Xiaobao: "Shanshan dear, don’t worry, I’ll be very gentle."
"You win..." Ye Shanshan conceded defeat. Her man was simply too extraordinary—in both his ability to handle n and his ability to handle won. Facing such talent, resistance was futile.
"We can talk about that later tonight... Let’s go shopping for now. I’ve never seen this much money before—there are so many things I want to buy!" Ye Shanshan affectionately linked her arm through Yan Xiaobao’s, ready to indulge in a shopping spree.
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