TYMRHBDES Chapter 184

**Chapter 186: The Little Fox Spirit Went Viral After Scheming His Way Into the Film Emperor’s Heart 【The End】**

When he was carried back to the bedroom, Jiang Luoluo was wearing nothing but one of Pei Yu’s shirts.

His slender legs swayed in the air, and there were faint finger marks encircling his thin ankles.

Pei Yu was simply hateful, and that wretched calligraphy brush was even worse. He had cried until his voice went hoarse.

Even his tail had come out.

Jiang Luoluo hugged his own fluffy fox tail, tilted his head, and nibbled on the very tip of it.

Then he spat twice—*ptui, ptui*—spitting out a few fox hairs.

His fluffy fox ears twitched with the movement, making him look exceptionally cute.

Pei Yu gently placed him on the bed, unable to resist the urge to pinch his ears.

Jiang Luoluo flinched back, dodging his touch.

His watery eyes filled with accusation as he grumbled, “It’s all your fault. I’m losing my fur!”

Pei Yu immediately admitted his mistake. “It’s my fault, all my fault.”

“Your husband was wrong.”

Jiang Luoluo snorted, turned his back, and left Pei Yu staring at the back of his head.

Pei Yu sat on the edge of the bed, coaxing him. “To show how sorry I am, how about we go to the Alps to pick blueberries for our wedding anniversary this time?”

“We’ll fly to Switzerland tomorrow, stay in Bern for two days, then go to Lucerne. We can also row a boat on the lakeside in Geneva at dusk and take photos. You can wear that coat you like so much…”

Jiang Luoluo didn’t turn around, his voice muffled and still sounding a bit angry. “Fine.”

But his tail betrayed his true feelings.

The fluffy white tail, poking out from under his shirt, was now swishing back and forth, drawing circles on the bedsheet. He looked absolutely thrilled.

Pei Yu turned him around. “So, will you let Hubby pet Baby’s tail?”

Jiang Luoluo thought it over for a moment, then, with a proud and noble air, offered his beautiful, large tail to Pei Yu’s hand.

The man’s fingers sank deep into the long fur, stroking the smooth, glossy tail from base to tip.

Jiang Luoluo beamed. “Well? Doesn’t my tail feel amazing?”

Pei Yu deliberately teased him. “Hmm, it feels great, but it sheds a little.”

Jiang Luoluo’s tail, which had been wagging happily in the air, froze.

“Shedding again!”

He flopped into Pei Yu’s arms and grabbed his hand, his soft, delicate voice filled with distress.

Pei Yu took the opportunity to pull him into a full embrace.

Jiang Luoluo snuggled into his chest, finally managing to pry open Pei Yu’s palm.

It was completely clean, without a single stray hair.

Jiang Luoluo looked up with a small, angry face. “You lied to me again!”

“Stupid Pei Yu.”

“I’m never talking to you again.”

He slid out of Pei Yu’s arms, his bare feet hitting the floor as he tugged at his shirt.

Pei Yu, having once again provoked him, immediately began a new round of coaxing. He knelt to hold out Jiang Luoluo’s shoes, calling him “Baby” with every word.

But Jiang Luoluo completely ignored him, opening the bedroom door and walking out.

Pei Yu followed close behind.

With the sound of a door opening, the two of them froze in unison.

Two figures entered the doorway. Zhang Hao, keys in hand, was muttering to himself, “Uncle, they must be home. Brother Pei probably just left his phone behind. Wait here, I—”

He looked up and saw Pei Yu and Jiang Luoluo in the living room.

Pei Yu was shirtless, wearing only shorts, with several scratch marks on his chest and shoulders.

Jiang Luoluo was wearing Pei Yu’s shirt, his thighs half-exposed. His tail poked out from beneath the hem, twitching in the air.

The four of them stood in silence for a moment.

The air was thick with awkwardness.

Father Pei was stunned. “In broad daylight…”

Zhang Hao blurted out, “You guys really know how to have some fun…”

Without changing his expression, Pei Yu pulled Jiang Luoluo behind him, shielding him from their gaze.

“Let’s talk here,” Pei Yu said.

After seeing Father Pei and Zhang Hao off, Pei Yu returned to their room.

The bedroom was empty, but voices drifted from the walk-in closet.

Pei Yu went to investigate and found his little fox-spirit wife half-buried in the closet, with only his fair legs and long tail dangling outside. He seemed to be searching for something.

Pei Yu walked up to him and called out, “Wife.”

Jiang Luoluo emerged from the closet, his face flushed crimson. He threw himself into Pei Yu’s arms, his voice soft and coquettish.

“Hubby… can we just leave the country today?”

Pei Yu lifted him up, his tone gentle. “What’s wrong?”

Jiang Luoluo held up his phone, showing Pei Yu his search history. His muffled, soft voice drifted from Pei Yu’s chest.

“I finally know why they weren’t surprised when they saw my tail!”

“So that’s what tails are *actually* used for!!”

“Waaaah, Hubby, I’m so embarrassed…”

“So let’s just go… I can’t bear to show my face here anymore…”

Pei Yu chuckled softly, cupping Jiang Luoluo’s backside to hoist him up higher.

Then, he leaned in to kiss those soft, fragrant lips, his tone indulgent. “Alright, wifey.”

The roar of the airplane taking off filled the air as the buildings below shrank into tiny dots.

The white wings pierced through the clouds, soaring across the clear, warm sky.

Jiang Luoluo clung to the window, his beautiful face reflected in the glass. His eyes shimmered with joy, as brilliant as a galaxy of stars.

As if remembering something, he tilted his head. “Hubby, you haven’t told me you love me today~”

Pei Yu chuckled, his dark, phoenix-shaped eyes filled with a seductive charm.

Just as he had done countless mornings before, he pulled Jiang Luoluo into his arms and whispered, “I love you so much today too…”

“My precious wifey…”

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【New World Transmission Complete!】
【Data Transfer Complete!】

“Oh, my poor, precious son-in-law~”

“Gone so young, oh alas~~”

The sound of a woman wailing reached Jiang Luoluo’s ears, and he couldn’t react for a moment.

He was looking down, and what met his eyes were his own shoes.

The edges of his handmade black leather shoes were stained with fresh mud, though he couldn’t remember where he’d stepped in it.

【In the garden, half an hour ago, you went to see another man in the garden,】 the System explained thoughtfully.

Jiang Luoluo quietly let out a soft “Oh.”

Suddenly, someone pinched his arm hard. Jiang Luoluo turned his head to see fingers painted with crimson nail polish digging into his skin.

The woman who had just been crying over her “precious son-in-law” now held a handkerchief to her face, shielding her expression from the outside world. Her face was twisted with viciousness, a far cry from the grief-stricken wails of a moment ago.

“What are you staring at, you fool!”

“Cry!”

Jiang Luoluo was a bit dazed, his eyes still misty from the pain of the pinch. He asked softly, “Cry about what?”

The woman seemed to find him utterly hopeless. She simply ignored him and went back to her melodramatic wailing.

Only then did Jiang Luoluo finally have a moment to take in his surroundings.

The grand hall was filled with the opulence of a wealthy family. Facing him were rows of black chairs, occupied by guests dressed in formal attire.

The hall’s extravagant decorations hadn’t been fully removed; they seemed to have been hastily cleared away. The festive red mingled with the somber black, creating a jarring and eerie contrast.

Jiang Luoluo turned his head to look the other way.

Immediately, his already fair face turned even paler, and his large, moist eyes widened with fear.

It was no wonder he was terrified.

Anyone who suddenly transmigrated into a strange world and found a coffin right next to them would be scared.

A photograph rested atop the coffin. The man in the picture appeared to be in his thirties, handsome with sharp features and an air of authority.

*So young…*

*And already dead?*

*Is this my father?*

Jiang Luoluo pressed his lips together and mustered the courage to peek into the open coffin. His wide, frightened eyes froze.

There was no body inside.

Only a single suit.

Jiang Luoluo was more confused than ever.

*Such a grand setup… for a game of house?*

As he kept peeking around, someone naturally noticed him.

The low murmur of gossip from below drifted into Jiang Luoluo’s ears:

“The wedding was just yesterday, and he’s dead today. What terrible luck!”

“Who wouldn’t say that? All that wealth, left to a young, beautiful little wife!”

“Looking at him, he won’t be able to keep his vows. He’ll definitely get lonely and start flirting around. All that money will just go to his future wild men…”

“True. With a face that pretty, no wonder Xi Chen married him despite him being a man!”

“Could he be a widower-bringer? Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence—dying right after the wedding!”

“But the body hasn’t been found. Could he still be alive?”

“How is that possible? He drove off such a steep mountain road. Even if he survived the fall, he’d be crushed to pieces!”

“Tsk… I just feel sorry for the little widower… So young, and his husband is already dead…”

As they spoke, they kept glancing over in his direction.

Jiang Luoluo followed their gazes and looked at the woman standing beside him—

*Ummm…*

*His husband died while he was still young.*

*How pitiful.*

Footsteps approached from the side. A man who looked like a butler came over and bowed slightly to them.

“Madam, the Young Master has arrived. Shall I invite him in?”

Jiang Luoluo glanced at the woman beside him, waiting to see what she would do.

Unexpectedly, she shot him another glare and said with a forced smile, “I’m asking you. Why are you looking at me?”

Jiang Luoluo’s mind went blank, the shock hitting him like a thunderclap.

*This poor little widow…*

*She’s talking about ME!!!*

The butler waited nearby, and when he saw the young mistress’s expression of stunned disbelief, he simply pretended not to notice.

On the other hand, the mother-in-law beside him was displeased again.

She reached out and grabbed Jiang Luoluo’s arm, whispering, “What are you afraid of?”

“He is Xi Chen’s son, yes, but only an adopted one!”

“You, on the other hand, are Xi Chen’s legally married wife!”

The astonishment on Jiang Luoluo’s face had yet to fade.

His fair and beautiful face was frozen in shock, his moist eyes shining like luminous glass, and his red lips slightly parted. He looked as exquisite as a meticulously carved human doll.

A moment later, Jiang Luoluo blinked, his thick, dark eyelashes fluttering. His watery eyes gradually brightened.

The beautiful doll seemed to have finally gained a soul, and his voice turned sweet and coquettish:

“Let him in.”

But before the butler could even invite him, someone walked in on their own.

The man wore a blue and white casual outfit. He strode past the staring guests, his eyes fixed on Jiang Luoluo with a malicious glint.

“Tsk, if it isn’t my beautiful young stepmother!”