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The elevator stopped on the eleventh floor.

With a ding, the stairwell door slowly slid open.

Before the two could even step out of the sedan chair, a sharp, piercing shrewish curse suddenly came crashing down from the corner of the stairwell.

"Zhou Muzhi, you shameless jinx!"

"You can dodge the first day of the month, but you can't dodge the fifteenth!"

"They killed my son, and now they're occupying his house and refuse to give it back!"

"If you don't open the door today, I'll smash this lousy security door to pieces!"

Amidst the curses, the security door was kicked loudly, the echoes reverberating deafeningly in the empty corridor.

Zhou Muzhi was struck dumb, her face turning deathly pale.

Her hand holding the handbag trembled violently, and she froze on the spot.

Wang Ye frowned slightly and stared intently.

Three women were standing in front of the security door at the corner of the corridor.

The leader was a middle-aged woman in her early fifties with a plump figure, her hair styled in a messy perm, carrying a wooden stick in her hand, and her face full of fat jiggling.

Beside him was a young woman in her late twenties, heavily made up, who was frantically recording a video of the security door with her phone while cursing under her breath.

There was also an old woman with a mean face standing behind her.

It was Zhou Muzhi's vicious ex-husband and his family, whom she should have severed ties with long ago!

Zhou Muzhi's teeth chattered, her eyes were red, and she turned around, wanting to pull Wang Ye back into the elevator.

"Wang Ye...you go first...you go quickly!"

"Don't let them get to you..."

Zhou Muzhi's voice was choked with sobs, filled with despair and helplessness.

Wang Ye stood still, motionless.

He grabbed Zhou Muzhi's cold, trembling wrist and pulled her behind him.

A cold glint flashed in Wang Ye's eyes.

"Where are you going?"

"A pack of stray dogs barking wildly at your door; there's no reason for a master to desert."

"Stand behind me."

These four simple words carry a weighty and powerful message.

With his broad back shielding her from the cold, Zhou Muzhi's panicked mind calmed down considerably within a second.

Wang Ye strode forward and walked straight behind the group of shrewish women.

The middle-aged woman was raising the wooden stick in her hand, preparing to smash the door again.

A strong hand reached out from the side and firmly gripped the top of the wooden stick.

The middle-aged woman yanked it twice, but the wooden stick wouldn't budge in Wang Ye's hand, as if it were welded shut.

The middle-aged woman turned her head, her slanted eyebrows raised, and spat out saliva.

"Which bastard dares to meddle in other people's business?!"

She had only spoken halfway when she saw Zhou Muzhi standing behind Wang Ye.

The young woman's eyes lit up, and she immediately shoved her phone camera straight at the camera, letting out a loud, hoarse scream.

"Mom! That little bitch Zhou Muzhi is back!"

"She even brought a random man back with her!"

"Everyone come quick! The widow who killed her husband is cheating on her! She's using the house my brother bought to support her gigolo!"

The middle-aged woman completely lost it. She released the wooden stick and swung her two claws, painted with red nail polish, at Zhou Muzhi's face!

"You filthy bastard! I'll tear that vixen face of yours to shreds today!"

A strong wind blew in my face.

Zhou Muzhi screamed in fright and instinctively closed her eyes.

However, the expected excruciating pain did not occur.

Snapped! !

A crisp, ear-piercing slap echoed through the hallway!

With a single swipe of his hand, Wang Ye delivered a solid slap to the middle-aged woman's large, fat face!

The enormous impact sent the 130-pound woman spinning half a circle before she crashed heavily into the wall, blood streaming from the corner of her mouth!

The entire corridor fell silent.

The young woman who was recording with her phone was stunned.

The old lady behind her was also terrified.

The middle-aged woman, clutching her burning, swollen cheek, collapsed to the ground, letting out a pig-like scream.

"Murder! Someone's been beaten to death!"

"That other man hit my mother-in-law! I'm calling the police and he'll be jailed!"

The young woman reacted and lunged at Wang Ye, baring her teeth and claws.

"You dare hit my mom! I'll fight you to the death!"

"Get out of here."

Wang Ye's eyes were icy cold. He took a half step forward, bent his knee slightly, and delivered a solid front kick to the young woman's lower abdomen!

A muffled thud!

The young woman was thrown back a meter, her back hitting a fire hydrant in the stairwell, and her phone shattered on the spot.

She curled up on the ground, her face contorted in pain, unable to even breathe.

Wang Ye walked step by step toward the middle-aged woman who was slumped on the ground.

The imposing presence of someone over 1.8 meters tall felt like Mount Tai pressing down on you.

Wang Ye looked down at her, raised his right foot, and stepped directly onto the thick wooden stick that had fallen to the ground.

Click!

A solid wooden stick as thick as a baby's arm was broken under Wang Ye's feet!

The middle-aged woman's scream was instantly caught in her throat. She swallowed hard in terror and desperately shrank into the corner.

Wang Ye bent down and patted the middle-aged woman's other intact cheek. His voice was soft and gentle, yet it carried a chilling coldness.

"Watch your mouth."

"If I hear another dirty word, I'll break all your dentures out one by one."

"Get out of my sight in three seconds, taking these two pieces of trash with you."

"one."

"two."

The middle-aged woman was so frightened that she trembled all over and no longer cared about getting the house.

She scrambled to her feet, grabbed her daughter who was still retching, and pulled the terrified old lady along, tumbling and crawling towards the stairwell.

The footsteps were disordered and hurried, quickly disappearing into the depths of the safety passage.

The corridor returned to silence.

Wang Ye patted the dust off his trousers and turned around.

Zhou Muzhi leaned against the wall, tears silently streaming down her fair cheeks, her delicate body still trembling slightly.

Wang Ye stepped forward and reached out to wipe away the tears on her cheeks.

"Alright, the stray dogs are gone, let's go home."

Zhou Muzhi raised her head and looked at the man in front of her who was unharmed.

The humiliation and fear that had been building up in my heart for over a year melted away completely in that instant, transforming into dependence.

She trembled as she pulled the key from her bag and inserted it into the lock.

Click.

The security door was pushed open.

Just as I stepped into the entryway, a baby's heart-wrenching cry suddenly rang out from the bedroom deep inside the living room!

Wow! Wow!

The cries were loud and anxious.

A nanny in her fifties, wearing an apron and covered in sweat, jogged out of the bedroom, carrying a bell in her arms.

"Teacher Zhou! You're finally back!"

"There was such a loud noise outside the door that it completely woke the baby up, and I can't soothe him no matter what I do!"

Upon hearing her child cry, Zhou Muzhi's maternal instincts instantly overwhelmed all her vulnerability.

She hurried forward and carefully took the baby, wrapped in a small blanket, into her arms.

"Don't cry, baby, Mommy's back, Mommy's here..."

As Zhou Muzhi hummed a lullaby softly and patted the table, she turned to look at Wang Ye, her expression awkward and embarrassed.

"Wang Ye...please sit in the living room for a while, there's water on the coffee table..."

"The baby is starving, I... I'll go inside and feed her first."

After saying that, Zhou Muzhi carried the crying baby and quickly walked into the master bedroom, closing the door slightly behind her.

The nanny wiped her sweat, poured Wang Ye a glass of warm water, gave him a few instructions, packed her things, and left for the day.

Wang Ye was the only one left in the living room.

The door to the master bedroom was left with a gap about the width of a hand.

The sound of clothes being undone came from inside, followed by the sound of a baby swallowing rapidly.

The heart-wrenching cries gradually subsided, turning into soft, contented whimpers.

Wang Ye sat on the sofa, and from this angle, he could see the scene inside from the doorway.

Wang Ye leaned back on the sofa, took a sip of warm water, and waited patiently.

About twenty minutes later.

The door to the master bedroom was gently pulled open.

Zhou Muzhi tiptoed out and closed the door behind her.

She had taken off her trench coat and was only wearing that off-white turtleneck sweater.

Her face carried the gentle weariness unique to mothers, and her whole being exuded the mature charm of a woman.

Zhou Muzhi walked into the living room, sat down on the single sofa, and placed her hands on her knees.

"The child is asleep."

Zhou Muzhi spoke very softly.

Wang Ye looked at her, put down his water glass, and went straight to the point.

"Were those people your ex-husband's family members?"

Zhou Muzhi stiffened slightly, and her eyes dimmed.

She gave a self-deprecating laugh, a hint of sorrow flashing in her eyes.

"I'm sorry you had to see this."

"Those are my former mother-in-law and sister-in-law."

Wang Ye raised an eyebrow.

"Where is your ex-husband?"

Zhou Muzhi gave a sarcastic smile: "He's dead."

He died a year ago.

Wang Ye's gaze narrowed slightly.

Zhou Muzhi took a deep breath and slowly unveiled the deepest scars buried in her heart.

"A year ago, when I was five months pregnant, he was having an affair."

"He lied to me over the weekend, saying he was going on a business trip out of town, but he actually took his mistress on a road trip to the suburbs."

"He was speeding and driving against traffic on a bend in the mountain road, and rear-ended a dump truck loaded with steel bars."

"The car crashed and everyone died; he and his mistress were killed on the spot."

Zhou Muzhi's eyes were red, and her hands were twisted together.

"After the accident, my in-laws not only showed no remorse, but also came to the hospital to make a scene, calling me a jinx and saying that I had killed their pillar son."

"I broke ties with them completely on the spot."

"For more than a year, I gave birth to the child all by myself while heavily pregnant."

"As soon as my maternity leave ended, I went back to school. During the day, I hired a postpartum nanny to help take care of the baby for a few hours, and I took care of the baby myself at night."

After listening, Wang Ye's eyes turned cold.

Infidelity, car accident, falling out.

This plot is even worse than a melodramatic soap opera.

"So why did they come and bang on the door today?"

Zhou Muzhi raised her head and looked around the cozy three-bedroom apartment.

"For this house."

"When we bought this house, my family paid half of the down payment, and the property certificate is in both my and his names."

"I paid off most of the mortgage payments after we got married with my salary."

"He spent his life drinking, gambling, and womanizing, accumulating a mountain of debt. He even bought designer clothes and hugged his mistress, but never brought a penny home."

"Now that he's dead, his wicked in-laws are using forged IOUs to forcibly take back the house as his personal estate and divide it up."

"Some time ago, they hired a shady lawyer who specializes in property lawsuits and officially handed me the court summons."

At this point, Zhou Muzhi finally couldn't hold back any longer.

Tears welled up in her eyes and slid down her cheeks to her collar.

"Wang Ye...this house is the only home for me and my baby."

"If they take the house, I really don't know where I'll go with my children..."

"They have relatives in the court system. I contacted several lawyers, but none of them were willing to take my case once they heard about the other party's reputation..."

The counselor, who is usually aloof and intellectual on the podium, was crying like a little girl lost in a storm.

In that very instant.

Deep within Wang Ye's mind, the system's synthesized mechanical voice suddenly exploded!

【Ding! 】

[Key figure Zhou Muzhi is facing a major life crisis: a property dispute!]

[Triggering a long-term special mission: Upholding justice and helping the beauty escape danger!]

[Mission Objective: Utilize all of the host's resources and legal team to assist Zhou Muzhi in winning the property ownership lawsuit, completely thwarting the schemes of her malicious in-laws, and protecting all her property rights!]

[Mission Rewards: Mystery Blind Box *1, 2000 Godly Coins!]

Wang Ye's expression shifted slightly.

This task came at just the right time.

Even without the system reward, Wang Ye would never stand idly by after seeing those disgusting faces.

Wang Ye pulled out a wet tissue and handed it to Zhou Muzhi.

Zhou Muzhi took the tissue, wiped away her tears, and sobbed as she tried to calm herself down.

Wang Ye leaned back on the sofa, his tone calm yet exuding absolute confidence.

"Teacher Zhou, don't cry."

"It's no big deal, the sky won't fall down."

Zhou Muzhi sniffed and looked at him with some confusion.

Wang Ye began to speak:

"My company collaborates with many top lawyers. I'll have a lawyer come over to meet with you personally first thing tomorrow morning."

"I'll have someone thoroughly investigate your fund transfer records, loan repayment records, and all the accounts of your ex-husband's spending on his mistress within three days."

"Due to the transfer of marital property and the fault of bigamy, they are not entitled to a single square meter of this house. I will also recover every penny of the money your ex-husband transferred to his mistress."

Zhou Muzhi stared blankly at Wang Ye.

The man's deep and steady gaze made her feel incredibly at ease.

"Wang Ye...can you really help me?"

"When have I ever lied to you?"

Wang Ye stood up.

"Relax, focus on taking care of the baby, and leave the rest to me."

"It's getting late, I'll leave now, lest some people think I'm not following the rules."

Wang Ye turned and walked towards the entrance.

I had only taken two steps.

Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps came from behind.

A soft, delicate little hand suddenly grabbed Wang Ye's clothes.

Wang Ye stopped and looked back.

Zhou Muzhi stood half a step behind him, looking up at her face, which was tear-streaked yet captivating.

She bit her luscious lower lip tightly, her eyelashes trembling violently, her eyes filled with undisguised fear and longing.

"Wang Ye...you..."

Zhou Muzhi's voice was as thin as a whisper, almost as if it were squeezed out from deep in her throat.

"Could you stay tonight...?"

Wang Ye raised an eyebrow.

Afraid that he would misunderstand, Zhou Muzhi hurriedly lowered her head to explain, her ears turning as red as if they were bleeding.

"I...I'm afraid they'll come back in the middle of the night and bang on the door..."

"It's just me and my baby at home, I'm really scared..."

As Zhou Muzhi spoke, her voice grew softer and softer. Her hands unconsciously loosened their grip on her clothes and instead grabbed Wang Ye's strong forearm.

Zhou Muzhi gently pressed her burning cheeks against Wang Ye's arm, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

"Please...stay with me tonight...okay?"

Wang Ye looked down at the woman in front of him, who had let down all her guard and was now fully mature.

"Okay, I agree."

Wang Ye grabbed her soft, boneless hand and gently pulled her into his arms.

"Then tonight, I'll reluctantly serve as Teacher Zhou's bodyguard."

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