Don't mess with that Miao boy, he's sickly and perverted.

Jiang Zhiyu and Song Yueyao couldn't help but wonder if the soul fragment in Xiao Mi's body had not yet returned to her body.

Anyone would think that such an action would be something only a fool would do.

Yan Xingxiao suddenly realized why the boy always called this girl "idiot." Could it be that she was missing a screw in her head and wasn't quite normal?

Thinking back to her strange actions in saving Yue Niang, it was terrifying to contemplate.

Could it be that Yue Niang was saved purely by sheer luck?!

They say fools sometimes have good luck.

Just as everyone was displaying different expressions, the boy stepped forward with a cold face and picked up Chai Xiaomi, who was being squeezed tightly, like a chick.

The movements were obviously much gentler than when he had been carrying the sacks.

Chai Xiaomi waved her arms twice in the air, but couldn't break free, so she protested, "Wu Li! Put me down!"

"Why did I put you down? To touch other men?"

As he spoke, he put the person down.

However, her hands were firmly held by the boy, and the cloth he had used to wipe his hands was now being used by him to vigorously wipe her hands.

"It hurts..." Chai Xiaomi groaned in pain.

Wu Li gave her a cold look, her eyes seeming to be able to chop her into a pile of minced meat, and the wiping force only increased. "I really didn't expect that, Chai Xiaomi, you really aren't picky."

Chai Xiaomi: "I had my reasons. If you don't believe me, listen to what the shopkeeper has to say next!"

Wu Li: "I don't care what he says, you put on this show in public, where do you put me? Don't forget, I'm your husband!"

Hey kid, you're getting into acting, aren't you?

The word "husband" was pronounced so heavily that anyone who didn't know better would really think it was a fit of rage after being cheated on.

"Husband, it's not like that, let me explain." Chai Xiaomi said anxiously, choosing to play along with his act.

Come on, let's have a showdown! Who's afraid of who!

Wu Li: "Fine, then explain."

Ok? ? ?

Why aren't you playing by the rules? Wait a minute, bro, normally you should be covering your ears and yelling, "Shut up! I don't want to hear your explanation! I won't listen!"

Then she can unleash her Oscar-worthy crying scenes.

Good bastard, he's preventing her from showcasing her talent and ruining her acting career.

Alright, let's end this farce here. It's time for her to reveal the shopkeeper's hidden identity.

Before she could explain, Wu Li suddenly sneered, "Since you're so eager to touch a man's chest, then I'll grant you that wish."

"Really?"

Chai Xiaomi was stunned for a moment, as if she had been hit by a lottery, and excitedly rubbed her hands together.

In her dreams, she had seen the boy's bare upper body up close several times, with his alluring pectoral muscles and well-defined cleavage.

She wanted to verify more than once whether his physique was really as described in her dreams.

But as soon as the thought popped into his head, he suppressed it.

If I were to openly grope his chest, and happen to upset him, I might not even be able to keep my hands.

But now, he's come to me of his own accord!

The girl had already raised both hands in front of her, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling, and her smile was somewhat wanton.

Wu Li suddenly stammered, "No... not now!"

How could he allow others to watch him being harassed in public?

No, it's not frivolous.

This was a gift from him to her.

It's because she was so desperate that she was willing to eat anything; people just felt sorry for her.

"Fine." Chai Xiaomi pouted in disappointment: "Anyway, you promised me you wouldn't go back on your word, you swear it."

"Are you crazy? Do you have to swear an oath for this?" Wu Li was utterly speechless.

"I don't care, I'm going to swear an oath."

"Swear it now!"

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Faced with the girl's annoying urging, he had no choice but to grit his teeth, raise three fingers, and utter the first vow of his life:

"I, Wu Li...swear here today! Let...you touch me..."

"Honestly, who's going to touch you? You didn't even explain."

"Let my wife..."

"Who is your wife?"

"...Chai Xiaomi".

"Hey, are you even going to swear an oath?! Where are you touching? You have to tell me the specific part."

"Touch...chest...cough...um..."

After making the vow, the boy abruptly withdrew his hand, his cheeks slightly flushed, even his earlobes were bright red, his chest heaved noticeably, and a few traces of helpless embarrassment flickered in his unfathomable eyes.

He was filled with remorse; in the heat of the moment, he somehow came up with this idea.

He actually dug a hole for himself to jump into!

But a man of his word is a man of his word, and he would never renege on his promise.

"Look at your sister, how come she's getting more and more arrogant? Your brother-in-law is being bullied like this, and you're not even going to do anything about it?"

Yan Xingxiao nudged Jiang Zhiyu with his elbow and whispered.

This was the first time he had ever seen such an interesting banter, and the first time he had ever seen that arrogant young man so thoroughly subdued that he could barely speak.

Jiang Zhiyu shook his head: "They're evenly matched. Today you bully me, tomorrow I'll bully you. Head镖燕, you can rest assured, neither of them will suffer a loss."

To be honest, he was more than envious.

Is he the only one who gets bullied all the time?

Thinking of this, his mournful gaze drifted to Song Yueyao.

As if sensing her gaze, she glanced over and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Zhiyu decided to stand his ground: "What are you going to do about it?"

A warm bump suddenly appeared on my head.

That feels so good!

Looking into Jiang Zhiyu's clearer eyes, Song Yueyao rubbed her fingers and said, "I'll allow you to rephrase what you just said."

Jiang Zhiyu smiled obsequiously: "Yaoyao, I think you're pretty, so I can't help but stare at you for a while longer."

Song Yueyao: "Get lost!"

Jiang Zhiyu: "Okay."

Yan Xingxiao patted his chest in surprise, thinking how wonderful his Yue Niang was...

After the arguing and commotion subsided, everyone's attention eventually returned to the shopkeeper.

Knowing she could no longer hide it, Zhu Yu closed her eyes tightly and, as if summoning her courage, spoke: "This young lady has probably already figured it out, hasn't she?"

She took off her bowler hat, untied her hair tie, and let her long hair fall loose: "My name is Zhu Yu. I am not a man, but a lowly woman."

As she said this, Zhu Yu wore a sorrowful yet self-deprecating smile.

Her voice returned to its original tone, perhaps because she often lowered her voice and pretended to speak in a rougher voice, which made her natural tone slightly hoarse.

The waiter gaped in disbelief: "Manager, you...you..."

Good heavens! He's been doing odd jobs here for so long, and he hadn't even realized that the manager was a woman?!

Even with his hair disheveled and his tone changed, he still couldn't believe it.

After all, it's not unusual for men to have long hair.

"Go get me a basin of water and a handkerchief!" Zhu Yu ordered the waiter with practiced ease. Although his voice had changed, the boss's air of authority remained.

Before long, she washed herself in the water brought by the waiter. Just when everyone thought she would undergo a dramatic transformation, perhaps shedding her oily appearance and revealing a delicate and pretty face.

Unexpectedly, she simply washed her face.

Her skin was still dull and rough, and her chubby face, glistening with water droplets, looked even oilier.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you all, this is what I look like." Zhu Yu wrung out her handkerchief and wiped her face.

As she was wiping, she suddenly buried her face in the handkerchief and burst into tears like a child.