My Stunning Beauty Special Agent Wife
Chapter 18 - 17: Wife, Spare Me!

Chapter 18: Chapter 17: Wife, Spare Me!

"No! Let go! Let go of me!" Ye Xin struggled to break free.

Yang Chen smiled wickedly, "Wife, it’s our first day of marriage; by tradition, we should consummate it."

"I already said no!" Ye Xin’s demeanor changed, her pretty face turned frosty, and her beautiful eyes glinted with menace as she gazed at Yang Chen, "Though we have our marriage certificate, there’s no emotional bond. If you’re after that, then wait until our feelings reach that stage."

Yang Chen thought for a moment then said, "That does make sense."

He didn’t want to force it. Although Ye Xin had aroused his passions, he was not someone who let his desires control him. If this woman in front was truly the one betrothed to him as a child, he’d wait, as Ye Xin advised, for things to happen naturally.

But for now...

Yang Chen smirked, "I should at least collect some interest, right?"

With that, Yang Chen puckered his lips and attempted to kiss Ye Xin.

"Get lost!" Ye Xin yelled suddenly, her whole demeanor suddenly shifted.

Yang Chen felt a surge of immense power from Ye Xin’s arm, flinging him aside.

At the same time, Yang Chen suddenly sensed an extreme danger—it felt like being targeted by a sniper rifle. He quickly assumed a defensive posture.

But it was too late!

Bang!

Yang Chen felt as though his chest was struck by a massive hammer, violently recoiling backward like a thrown ragdoll, slowly sliding onto the floor from the wall-mounted television.

Ye Xin’s silhouette blinked, and she almost instantaneously charged in front of Yang Chen, reaching out to choke him.

Squinting, Yang Chen observed Ye Xin’s bloodshot eyes, filled with murderous madness.

"Ye Xin!" Yang Chen shouted loudly.

Upon hearing Yang Chen’s shout, the murderous intent in Ye Xin’s eyes faded, and she quickly let go of him, looking at Yang Chen’s pale face in a panic, "I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to do it!"

After finishing, Ye Xin turned around and ran upstairs.

After Ye Xin left, Yang Chen coughed gently, a trace of blood seeping out of the corner of his mouth.

Yang Chen raised a hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, managing a bitter smile and sighed, "The injury I’d painstakingly suppressed was released by that girl’s strike!"

During the six-month-long battlefield experience, Yang Chen’s body was severely exhausted, battling several masters and getting critically injured internally. Though he recuperated for several months, the ailment persisted, preventing him from showcasing his full strength.

Who would have thought, in Flame Country, that a little girl would ruin months of effort with a single blow.

"Seems like I’ve met my match!" Yang Chen smiled bitterly as he stood up, a hint of pain flashing across his brow. His wound evidently was severe.

He quietly moved into a first-floor bedroom, closed the door, and sat cross-legged on the floor, beginning to cultivate, trying to suppress his internal injuries.

Second floor.

After quickly running upstairs, Ye Xin grabbed a bottle of medicine from the bedside table, swallowing a handful immediately. Then she pulled open the drawer, extracted a syringe, drew out a bottle of green liquid, and injected it directly into her neck.

After injecting, Ye Xin breathed a long sigh, collapsed down, leaning against the corner, waiting for her breathing to gradually calm, the bloodshot fading from her eyes, the murderous intent concealed.

This was why she retired.

Because of the nationwide lockdown, all satellites had enabled tracking, making domestic extraction impossible. She fled alone for three months, killing many people, including special guard members and local hunters.

In those three months, she single-handedly killed over a thousand people, practically akin to a slaughter god.

After returning home, she realized she was sick, sporadically erupting intense murderous desire, injuring several colleagues. Furthermore, she couldn’t sleep at night, averaging just an hour a day.

This was related to the constant high alert mindset she had maintained during her escape.

This situation lasted half a month before Ye Xin exploded, nearly demolishing her personal support institution.

For elite agents like her, there is a dedicated department servicing them, covering everything from logistics to intelligence.

Following this incident, Ye Xin was forcibly treated.

After a month of treatment, her condition somewhat alleviated, and she was prescribed specialized medication for suppression.

Doctors termed this condition: post-combat disorder.

Meaning, high intensity and prolonged combat resulted in severe cognitive and perceptive impairment, forming such post-combat aftereffects.

The doctor’s suggestion: vacation and travel, strive to relax and maintain the most comfortable, happiest state.

So Ye Xin felt, she should live a normal life and enjoy the things a girl should.

This thing was called love!

Yet Ye Xin had never fallen in love, barely interacting with men, all her interactions stemmed from training, far from genuine.

Thus, upon consulting with her family, Ye Xin set her sights on Yang Chen, to whom she was engaged as a child.

She wanted to find someone to marry, though not randomly. Therefore, the betrothed Yang Chen became the best choice.

Would post-marriage life improve her condition?

Hence came her demand on Yang Chen for a marriage certificate.

Regarding Yang Chen, Ye Xin undeniably admitted she had a favorable impression of him. Yet favorable impression didn’t equate to the willingness to live with him, as Ye Xin wasn’t that type.

Unexpectedly, within this matter, she had an episode, injuring Yang Chen severely!

Thinking about this, Ye Xin hurriedly stood, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes.

She knew her strength; even someone specially trained couldn’t withstand such a blow from her. Especially since Yang Chen previously was merely a team physician!

Ye Xin hurriedly rushed out of the room, ran downstairs while yelling, "Yang Chen! Yang Chen, are you alright?"

She truly feared she had killed Yang Chen with a single strike. She had just begun feeling the stirrings of love and could not let it be doomed by her own hands now.

Rushing downstairs, Ye Xin saw a visible mark left by a powerful collision on the TV wall, the decorative items atop the TV cabinet scattered in disarray.

The only thing missing was Yang Chen himself.

"Yang Chen, where are you?" Ye Xin shouted, her eyes full of anxiety.

"Cough, cough!" came Yang Chen’s voice from the first-floor bedroom, "I’m here; I’m fine; get some rest early!"

Ye Xin swiftly ran to the door, knocked, and asked, "Are you okay? I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that to you."

"Cough, cough! It’s alright; get some rest early!"

"Can I come in?"

Yang Chen smiled bitterly, wiped the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Wife, spare me for now!"

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