Chapter 10: The Underworld King's Beloved Consort

Lin Xi was caught completely off guard by the kiss, frozen in stunned silence. Once she regained her senses, she flew into a furious rage and unleashed a flurry of punches and claw-like strikes on Ye Huan.

“Ah, you filthy scoundrel! I’ll beat you to death...”

Being forcibly kissed by the person she despised and hated the most was something Lin Xi could never tolerate.

“Hey, hey, hey, you messed up my hairstyle.”

“I’ll pluck every hair from your head.”

“Don’t tear my clothes...”

“I’m going to tear them anyway...”

Lin Tai watched with a satisfied smile as Ye Huan and Lin Xi shamelessly flirted and playfully fought right in front of him.

Lin Canglan and Li Meiya, however, were furious. That butcher shamelessly kissed Lin Xi before their eyes and was now play-fighting with her—it was clearly done to provoke them.

“Alright, alright!” Lin Tai laughed, calling a halt.

Only then did Lin Xi reluctantly stop scratching Ye Huan.

By this point, Ye Huan’s hair was a tangled mess, and several slashes had been made in his shirt.

“This meal has reached its limit. There’s no point in continuing, so let’s end it here,” Lin Tai said, gesturing for Ye Huan and Lin Xi to sit down. He then looked at Ye Huan and said, “Since you and Xi Xi have already registered your marriage, the wedding should be scheduled. I mean, you should notify your parents so our elders can meet and discuss the wedding details.”

Before Ye Huan could respond, Lin Xi, panting slightly, interjected, “Grandfather, Ye Huan is an orphan—no father, no mother.”

She had seen Ye Huan’s ID card and household registration when they registered their marriage at the civil affairs bureau.

“I see.” Lin Tai nodded and asked, “In that case, shall I handle all the wedding arrangements for you two?”

“That would be fine,” Ye Huan agreed.

Lin Xi, Lin Canglan, and Li Meiya grew anxious.

Given the Lin family's and Lin Xi's reputations in the business world, a wedding between Ye Huan and Lin Xi would attract nationwide attention from both the business sector and the media—it would be a huge event.

Lin Xi didn’t genuinely want to marry Ye Huan; she merely wanted to use the marriage contract to take revenge on him, planning to divorce once her goal was achieved.

Lin Canglan and Li Meiya, on the other hand, were scheming to break them apart.

If the wedding went ahead and Ye Huan and Lin Xi divorced afterward, it would severely damage Lin Xi’s reputation, the Lin family’s standing, and the prestige of the Lin Group.

“Grandfather, I think we should put the wedding on hold for now. I want to build some genuine feelings with Ye Huan first, then hold the wedding later,” Lin Xi suggested.

Lin Canglan and Li Meiya quickly agreed, “Xi Xi’s suggestion makes sense.”

“What do you think?” Lin Tai asked Ye Huan.

“Then let’s listen to Lin Xi,” Ye Huan replied.

“Alright then,” Lin Tai said without pressing further. “I’ve already prepared a bridal suite for you two. It’s fully renovated, but the furniture hasn’t been bought yet. Before you move in there, you can temporarily stay at Lin Xi’s place since you’re already married. It’s not inappropriate to live together.”

Lin Xi, Lin Canglan, and Li Meiya had no objections; they all wanted to keep a close eye on Ye Huan.

Of course, Lin Xi would never agree to share a bed with Ye Huan, nor would Lin Canglan and Li Meiya allow it.

“You don’t know, but I’m actually from Pengcheng too. I have my own place there, so before the wedding, I’ll stay at my own home,” Ye Huan decisively rejected Lin Tai’s suggestion.

Lin Tai gave Ye Huan a deep look, mistakenly thinking Ye Huan was reluctant to live at Lin Xi’s house because he feared being mistreated by Lin Canglan and Li Meiya. So, he proposed, “Then let Lin Xi stay at your place. I’m old now and eager to hold my great-grandchild. You two should hurry up and have a child—preferably through a shotgun wedding.”

Lin Xi blushed deeply. “Grandfather, what are you saying?”

“Ha ha ha ha...” Lin Tai laughed heartily and stood up. “Alright, Ye Huan, you’ve been on a long flight. Go home and rest early. I should be leaving too.”

“Okay!”

The group left the Shangyang Restaurant. After Lin Tai, Lin Canglan, and Li Meiya’s car drove away, Ye Huan said, “See how eager your grandfather is for a great-grandchild? How about you come home with me now, and we put in some overtime? My nickname is Ye Shiyilang. I’ve mastered the 108 moves of the ‘Yin-Yang Convergence Technique’ to perfection, already at the realm of mastery. I guarantee that if we plant the seed today, next month your period won’t come, and your grandfather will be overjoyed—he won’t be able to close his legs... ah, I mean his mouth.”

Lin Xi stared at Ye Huan as if he were crazy, then coldly said, “Ye Huan, are you out of your mind? Have you forgotten we’re not true spouses, but merely in a contractual marriage? You know better than anyone why I agreed to this.”

“Contractual marriage can produce children too!” Ye Huan said seriously.

“Hmph...” Lin Xi sneered. “Go home and sleep on it. Dream all you want about having kids, and with whoever you want.”

With that, she got into the car.

Ye Huan pouted, about to get into the passenger seat, but Lin Xi sped off.

Ye Huan was left dumbfounded. “What am I supposed to do now? And didn’t Lin Tai say you’d move into my place?”

“This is unbelievable! To think someone could actually outmatch the infamous Underworld King—I doubt anyone would believe it if I told them,” a cold voice said.

Ye Huan turned to see a girl approaching, wearing a baseball cap, a face mask, casual clothes, and white sneakers.

“One of China’s Eight Great Guardian War Gods, Hong Luan, actually stooping to stalking and tailing someone—no one would believe it if told,” Ye Huan retorted.

Hong Luan didn’t respond with a comeback. She removed her cap and mask, stepped in front of Ye Huan, looked him straight in the eyes, and asked, “What brings you to Pengcheng?”

“You don’t welcome me?” Ye Huan smiled, casually assessing Hong Luan.

Hong Luan was stunning—short, sharp hair, flawless pale skin, delicate features, standing about 1.75 meters tall, with a spirited aura. Her beauty was striking and distinctive.

“You are the Underworld King, the butcher, the beast of humanity, the maker of death and terror, the most dangerous person on the planet. No country welcomes you,” Hong Luan said bluntly.

“Are you trying to drive me out of Pengcheng? Out of China?” Ye Huan asked.

She thought, Yes... but didn’t dare say it aloud, fearing it would anger the Underworld King. Instead, she asked, “How long do you plan to stay in Pengcheng?”

“I’m Chinese, registered in Pengcheng. This time I’m back to marry my bride. I’m probably going to settle here,” Ye Huan said.

Settle in Pengcheng?

Hong Luan’s heart raced. The Underworld King settling in Pengcheng was like planting a ticking super bomb in the city!

“Your worries are unnecessary. I wouldn’t harm my own country wherever I go!” Ye Huan patted Hong Luan on the shoulder reassuringly. “Come on, take me home.”

“Your home? Where is it?” Hong Luan asked, surprised.

“Tianqin Bay,” Ye Huan answered.

Hong Luan was shocked inside—she hadn’t known the Underworld King owned property in Tianqin Bay.

Meanwhile, Lin Xi drove out of Ye Huan’s sight and stopped, wanting to see how Ye Huan would leave. That’s when she spotted Hong Luan.

Though the distance was too far to clearly see her face, after Hong Luan removed her hat and mask, her pale skin and unique aura were faintly visible to Lin Xi.

“Bitch, scumbag—he even has a lover in Pengcheng!” Lin Xi was furious and immediately took out her phone to make a call.

“Help me check on someone named Ye Huan—the Ye from ‘rotten leaf’, the Huan from ‘dog running wild eating shit.’ His ID and household registration list his family address as the Pengcheng orphanage...”

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Tianqin Bay Villa District.

In a lavish villa’s bathroom, Yao Ji was taking a bath.

“If the Underworld King really marries that woman, what am I to do? Be the mistress? Or the Underworld King’s favored consort?”