TYMRHBDES Chapter 179

The audience below erupted in a wave of unstoppable gasps. A few reporters even whistled along with the mood.

—”Damn, Pei Yu is such a man!”

—”Our President Pei is still the most generous. The company said they’d give it, so they gave it!”

—”Wuuu, our wife deserves the best!!”

Below the stage, a reporter looked down at his phone, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. He raised his hand and announced loudly:

“First, congratulations to Teacher Pei and Teacher Jiang. However, our fans still have a question they’d like the two of you to give a convincing answer to—”

In the silent hall, the man pressed aggressively:

“Teacher Pei, just over a month ago, you were still in an ambiguous relationship with another lady and even took her home to meet your parents. Now you’re all over Jiang Luoluo.”

“Your two relationships are too close together. Is there an overlap? Or rather, did Jiang Luoluo interfere in your relationship and become the third party in your love affair with that lady?”

After speaking, the man gripped the microphone tightly.

He was afraid of Pei Yu, but when he thought of the string of zeros in his mobile account, he suddenly found a lot of courage.

If Pei Yu really lost his temper at the new company’s press conference today to protect Jiang Luoluo, there would be even more to write about!

He finished speaking and looked at the stage in anticipation.

Pei Yu’s fingers tapped lightly on the table, his gaze growing increasingly dark and somber.

A faint smile curved his thin lips, but his eyes remained ice-cold.

He had explained it many times.

Yet these people continued to turn a deaf ear, repeatedly slandering his baby.

Pei Yu smiled softly and was about to speak when a soft little hand covered his palm.

Jiang Luoluo pulled the microphone toward himself and flashed a sweet smile at the audience below.

From the crowd of reporters, an excited voice shouted, “Wife is so sweet!”

Before Pei Yu’s expression could darken, Jiang Luoluo spoke first. “Hello, everyone.”

The crowd fell silent.

“Regarding the rumors about a third party, Teacher Pei and I will give you the most convincing answer tonight!”

***

The evening of the press conference.

Pei Yu leaned against the brass-carved open balcony, his elegant fingers gently swirling a glass of red wine.

His phoenix eyes were lowered, his handsome features radiating a casual yet striking beauty.

The sky was a deep ink black, the moon hidden behind a thick layer of clouds, casting a faint, dim light.

Footsteps sounded behind him, and Pei Yu slowly turned his head.

A champagne-colored little dress shimmered softly in the moonlight, its fabric woven with gold thread into patterns of moons and scepters. The structured boning defined her slender waist, which appeared even more delicate against the backdrop of the layered ruffles of the skirt.

Slightly wavy, linen-colored long hair rested naturally on her chest, and her bangs covered her forehead, revealing a face of flawless beauty.

Her petal-like lips curved into a smile, so sweet it could melt one’s heart.

Across the distance of half an open balcony, bathed in the boundless, clear moonlight, the two gazed at each other from afar.

Zhang Hao, who had finally finished clearing the table nearby, suddenly looked up and gasped, “Holy shit!”

He pointed in Jiang Luoluo’s direction, then hurriedly tried to pull Pei Yu away.

“Miss Xiaoxi! Miss Xiaoxi!!”

“Brother Pei!! Luoluo went to change clothes! He’ll be right back! You have to hold yourself back!! You can’t cheat on him!!!”

“If this blows up, the fans will eat me alive!!!”

Pei Yu shot him a look as if he were an idiot, annoyed by the interference, and shoved Zhang Hao’s head away. “Get lost.”

Then he turned back to Jiang Luoluo’s direction. “Baby, come here.”

Zhang Hao slapped his thigh in frustration, his hand covering his mouth. He looked like a man terrified of being caught in an affair.

Jiang Luoluo walked over, tilting his small head slightly as he looked at Zhang Hao. “Who’s cheating?”

Zhang Hao’s gaze shifted from shock to confusion, then back to shock again as he looked at the person before him.

He pointed at the other man. “Luoluo?”

Jiang Luoluo nodded.

Zhang Hao pointed to his own mouth. “Then your voice??”

Jiang Luoluo thought for a moment, cleared his throat, and pitched his voice higher. “Brother Zhang Hao?”

Zhang Hao: “Fuck!”

Pei Yu glanced at him, pulled Jiang Luoluo into his arms, and kissed his lips.

“From now on, you’re only allowed to call me ‘Big Brother’.”

Jiang Luoluo tilted his small face up, his voice sweet and obedient:

“Big Brother Pei Yu~”

Pei Yu’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He stroked Jiang Luoluo’s face and said hoarsely, “So good.”

The nanny finished cooking, and Zhang Hao, still questioning his life, went to help her serve the food.

Pei Yu wrapped an arm around Jiang Luoluo’s shoulders and took a few photos.

He then found a new angle, retook the cover photo that had been leaked online, and uploaded it to Weibo:

【My wife.】

Within seconds, the comment section exploded:

— “What do you mean ‘my wife’? What’s with the ‘my’ and ‘your’ between us!”

— “This beauty, whose profile is so captivating, is definitely my baby wife!!!”

— “I knew it! Only my wife could make my heart race like this!!”

— “Ahhhh, my wife looks even more breathtaking in that dress!!!”

— “Fuck you, third wheel! Hey, you reporter who asked that question, are you blind?”

— “How dare you post a photo like this?? Aren’t you afraid I’ll kneel down and propose right now!!!”

— “Waaaah, my wife is wearing a little dress in front of Pei Dog, he’s going to eat her alive tonight!”

***

No one paid any mind to Pei Yu’s territorial claim of “my wife.”

Seeing the comment section flooded with “Wife,” a jealous Pei Yu skipped his meal, swept Jiang Luoluo off his feet, and carried him upstairs, leaving the silent night behind.

***

In October, Pei Yu posted their marriage certificate on Weibo, along with a photo of his wife wearing the wedding ring.

In December, Jiang Media launched a trainee idol survival show that became an instant hit, sparking a massive wave of discussion.

On New Year’s Eve in mid-February, Pei Yu shared a photo of their family reunion at the Pei ancestral home. His little wife, dressed in a clean, high-collared sweater, snuggled beside him like a little rabbit.

The following April, Jiang Media invested in gaming and streaming, signing a large number of esports players and launching a massive acquisition of similar companies.

In August, photos surfaced of Pei Yu and Jiang Luoluo vacationing abroad. The slender beauty was carried on Pei Yu’s back as they strolled through a small town in Denmark.

In October, Jiang Media raked in a fortune from their major IP, Journey of Youth. The film adaptation topped the national viewership charts, and Jiang Luoluo, who played the male lead, won award after award.

***

The year Pei Yu turned thirty-two, the wedding they had planned for three years finally began.

The estate spanned 800 hectares in Country S.

Neat stone steps wound through the grounds, flanked by ancient trees that towered into the clouds.

Jiang Luoluo, dressed in a white suit custom-made by Italy’s finest designer, rode a black horse toward the castle. Eight attendants followed him in perfect formation, all clad in top-tier haute couture.

Inside the castle, Pei Yu stood in a black suit, a small golden fox brooch pinned to his chest. He gazed at the fully decorated hall, his thoughts unreadable.

“He’s here! He’s here! I see him!”

Pei Yu’s handsome face turned, and his impossibly long legs, encased in sharp trousers, carried him instantly to the window. Through the intricate, beautiful pink roses, he looked out.

The winding stone path bisected the vast, open lawn. His Baby, wearing the wedding attire they had chosen together, rode a majestic black steed, led by a handler along the path.

The white suit complemented him perfectly—both his breathtakingly beautiful face and his clean, pure aura.

He rode the horse with a straight back, traversing the European estate’s stone path, passing through the dense, ancient woods, and heading toward the solemn, towering castle.

For a moment, it felt as if an innocent little prince had wandered into the dragon’s lair, only to become his most cherished little wife.

For another moment, it felt as if this scene had repeated itself a thousand times over.

In the vast, smoke-like river of history,

he had married himself countless times.

His eyes grew hot.

Pei Yu touched his chest, feeling his heart beat fiercely yet steadily.

Thump. Thump. It seemed ready to leap out and kiss his little wife.

“Is your heart racing? Are your eyes stinging? Do you even feel like crying?”

A man’s cool voice came from beside him, its trailing notes low and heavy.

Pei Yu turned and greeted him. “President Bo.”

“When I married my wife, I felt the exact same way.”

At the mention of his wife, a rare tenderness flickered in Bo Liming’s ink-black eyes.

Pei Yu turned his gaze back to Jiang Luoluo riding the black horse.

“I’ve heard your love story from Luoluo, President Bo. It’s truly enviable.”

“Were you the same as I am now when you got married?”

“Excited, nervous, yearning, thrilled…”

Pei Yu held out his hand, his palm already damp with sweat.

“I never felt this way, even when I was filming and walking the line between life and death.”

Bo Liming smiled, his voice tinged with reminiscence. “It was the same.”

He patted Pei Yu on the shoulder. “The bride is almost here. Go down and greet her!”

Pei Yu nodded and headed outside.

The wedding hall was filled with dignitaries from the political and business worlds, all gathered to witness this grand and beautiful ceremony under the priest’s blessing.

Clad in a black suit, Pei Yu wrapped his arm around Jiang Luoluo’s waist, turning his head to shield them from view as he pressed his lips to the other man’s.

The crimson lips were soft and sweet, met with a gentle touch.

Amidst the warm applause and joyful laughter filling the hall, Pei Yu took only a shallow sip, intending to pull away after a light kiss.

But to his surprise, two slender arms wrapped gently around his waist. Jiang Luoluo rose onto his tiptoes, as if inviting Pei Yu to kiss him more deeply.

His petal-like lips carried a honey-sweet fragrance, utterly intoxicating with just a single kiss.

What’s more, the one on tiptoe had secretly opened his mouth, swiftly and lightly biting Pei Yu’s lip.

It was like a mischievous little vixen marking her territory.

Or perhaps, in plain sight of everyone, it was a knowing invitation and a playful tease.

Just as Jiang Luoluo was about to pull away, his face was suddenly cupped in the man’s palm.

Jiang Luoluo blinked, his long, thick eyelashes fluttering with a delicate beauty that seemed to invite Pei Yu’s liberties.

Pei Yu really went from “my wife” to “GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY WIFE” in one chapter. 💀

And Luoluo biting his lip at the wedding… bro really said, “Yes, I’m the wife. But I’m still the problem.” 😂

Anyway, buy your translator a coffee ☕ I need to recover from these two.