Mr. Bigshot Is Obsessed with His Hidden-Marriage Wife
Chapter 131: All Handsome Guys

Chapter 131: Chapter 131: All Handsome Guys

Tang Jingyao arrived at the KTV, and the scene he walked in on nearly made him spit out a mouthful of blood in anger.

Besides Ye Yan and Meng Tian, there were seven or eight male models with excellent figures and looks sitting around.

Ye Yan, having drunk too much, sat dazed in a corner, like a child ostracized by the world, with unfocused eyes.

And there was his good wife, chatting enthusiastically with two male models.

"Meng Tian," Tang Jingyao strode in, his voice loud enough to drown out the music.

The model who was singing got such a fright that he fell silent, and everyone else wore a look of panic on their faces.

Even though they didn’t recognize Tang Jingyao, his extraordinary demeanor made it clear he was not someone they could afford to offend.

They all had crawled through the rough and tumble of entertainment venues, naturally able to distinguish between high and low status at a glance.

After the group left in a disheartened way, Tang Jingyao went forward and turned off the music.

"You’re actually looking for male models?" He recalled how Meng Tian pointed at him in front of Ye Zhun that day, calling him a male model.

The anger from that day had yet to subside.

Meng Tian put down the microphone and said carelessly, "Is there a problem?"

"This is the way you police officers behave?"

"Don’t always bring up my profession. I haven’t solicited any services, I haven’t gambled, what’s wrong with finding a few handsome men to accompany me in singing?"

"What’s wrong with singing companions?" The one who spoke was Ye Yan, holding a pillow and smiling at him.

Meng Tian walked up to Ye Yan and hugged her, "As long as Ah Yan is happy, that’s all that matters."

Earlier, Ye Yan had clamored for handsome men, even more handsome than Fu Xingzhou, and Meng Tian, unable to dissuade her, asked the manager to find some sunny-looking male models.

Unexpectedly, after these men arrived, she went to sit in a corner, murmuring that her husband wouldn’t let her get too close to other men.

Meng Tian knew she had drunk too much and wanted to take her home, but she refused to leave.

So they ended up just dragging it out like this.

Bored, she began singing with the young models – since the money was already spent, it would be a waste not to use their service.

Who would have thought Tang Jingyao would show up?

And with such an attitude as if catching an affair in the act.

When he was cozying up to his female companions, she had always treated him like a stranger.

Tang Jingyao, annoyed, ran his fingers through his hair; facing this situation, he really couldn’t scold or beat her.

"Fu Xingzhou asked me to take Dr. Ye home."

"She’s too drunk; I can’t trust her to go alone," Meng Tian said, "I’ll accompany her."

"How many days have you not been home?" Tang Jingyao grumbled discontentedly, "You said you’d work night shifts, but here you are accompanying a friend."

"Between night shifts and Ah Yan, of course, Ah Yan is more important." Wasn’t this simple logic something he should be able to understand?

Tang Jingyao was at a loss for words; was that what he meant?

Forget it, it was impossible to reason with a fool.

After driving Ye Yan and Meng Tian to her apartment, Tang Jingyao sent a message to Fu Xingzhou.

"I don’t know what you’re busy with, but next time something like this happens, you handle it yourself."

Dammit, why should he have to deal with his wife’s affairs?

He still hadn’t figured out his own mess, had he?

Just the thought of Meng Tian getting along so well with those male models made him irritable to the extreme.

And yet, she would rather take leave to accompany her best friend than come home to be with him.

Ultimately, in her eyes, he wasn’t even as good as a male model.

Fu Xingzhou promptly replied, "Is she with Meng Tian?"

"Yeah, Meng Tian took your wife to find male models," Tang Jingyao thought, this shouldn’t be a hassle only he was upset about.

If they all went under, they might as well go down together.

"What do you mean by finding male models?" Mr. Fu instantly got heated.

"Takes the meaning of finding male models literally. They looked to be in their early twenties, much younger than you or me." Tang Jingyao added fuel to the fire, suddenly feeling a lot better inside.

"When I’m not around, I ask that you take good care of Ye Yan."

Unexpectedly, Fu Xingzhou did not fly into a rage.

Tang Jingyao finally noticed his unusual demeanor, "What’s happened?"

"Haven’t you been asking me if I’ve found a kidney donor? I’ve found one."

"That’s great news." Why did his voice sound so downcast?

Fu Xingzhou gave a bitter smile, "The kidney comes from his brother, Ye Zhun."

Even with his extensive experience, Tang Jingyao was stunned at this point, "How could it be such a coincidence?"

Out of so many people in Ao City, it just had to be Ye Yan’s brother.

"Ye Zhun has a coagulation disorder; this kind of kidney surgery is a near-certain death for him." Fu Xingzhou pinched the bridge of his nose, his dark circles prominent from lack of sleep, and the temples on both sides throbbed painfully.

"But the old man’s illness can’t wait any longer, I don’t have time to find another kidney for him."

Tang Jingyao’s expression grew solemn, "If you really use Ye Zhun’s kidney, or if something happens to him during the surgery, it’s over between you and Dr. Ye."

This point, Fu Xingzhou understood better than anyone else.

What kind of person Ye Yan and the depth of her relationship with Ye Zhun.

That was the reason he suffered each day, indecisive.

He was greedy; he wanted both, but clearly, destiny did not want to grant his wish.

"I know, but I have no other choice."

He really was at the end of his rope.

Tang Jingyao didn’t know how to comfort him and could only say, "Can you keep this a secret?"

Any slip in any part of the process would reveal the truth to Ye Yan.

In fact, Fu Xingzhou knew very well that one can’t wrap fire in paper, and Ye Yan was a doctor; she would find out sooner or later.

Moreover, Ye Zhun’s survival chances were also an issue.

If something really went wrong during the surgery.

He wouldn’t have the face to see her for the rest of his life.

"Leave it to fate."

People who never believed in heaven, earth, or ghosts, at this point, could only pin their faint hopes on the divine.

～

When Ye Yan woke up from her sleep, she opened her eyes to see a chandelier that didn’t belong to her home.

Her mind stopped working for a good while, followed by an overwhelming headache.

Ye Yan got up from the bed, rushed to the bathroom, and retched forcefully.

A cup of water appeared next to her ear, and she subconsciously thought it was Fu Xingzhou.

"Vomit it out, you’ll feel better after you’re done vomiting." Meng Tian gently patted her back, "With your tolerance, why even try to show off?"

Ye Yan rinsed her mouth, and her stomach felt instantly relieved.

As her body relaxed, some memories also flooded back.

But she only remembered calling Meng Tian out for karaoke after receiving a call from Ye Zhun yesterday.

After that, after that, she didn’t remember anything.

Not good with alcohol, she was certain to have memory gaps when drunk.

Ye Yan rubbed her swollen temples, "I didn’t go crazy because of the alcohol, did I?"

"Actually, no, when you’re drunk you’re super well-behaved, and you have a good temperament." Meng Tian seemed to be placating her.

"Really?"

"Really, except for shouting that Fu Xingzhou is a bastard, except for calling the male model, except for not being dragged away even by eight donkeys... You’re really quite nice."

Seeing Meng Tian rolling her eyes skyward, Ye Yan laughed awkwardly.

"I forgot all about that."

She suddenly remembered, "I need to call Xiao Zhun."

"I did, but it’s unreachable." Meng Tian also felt something was off about the situation.

What on earth was Ye Zhun up to? Even if he was a secret agent, he couldn’t be this mysterious.

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