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Hades, the Urban Legend

Synopsis: Yang Chen, the inheritor of the divine throne of Hades, was separated from his family at a young age and sold to a foreign assassin organization. Enduring the darkest of worlds, he eventually returned to his homeland incognito. Intending to live a low-profile life as a street vendor selling lamb skewers, fate took an unexpected turn when he married a well-known local corporate CEO. Hoping for a quiet existence, he found himself drawn into the role of a guardian knight due to the presence of beautiful women from various walks of life. As he navigates through these connections, his past experiences and former comrades resurface. Inadvertently, he delves into the world of cultivation in China and uncovers the essence of this world.

yin_chenghao · Urban
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Chapter 167: You Deceived Me So Quickly

For the past few days, Yang Chen had been in Hong Kong, and his phone had been stagnant, hardly in use. After returning to Zhonghai, he had no time to charge his phone after arguing with Lin Ruoxi, and as a result, his phone, which hadn't been charged for over a week, finally ran out of battery! And it ran out of battery at such a "timely" moment!

Yang Chen scratched his head in frustration. Even with all his abilities, he couldn't charge his phone without a charger, nor did he have telepathy to directly contact Lin Ruoxi.

Unfortunately, like most modern people, although Yang Chen had an amazing memory, he relied on his phone's contacts list and couldn't remember people's phone numbers. Therefore, using a public phone was out of the question.

After much consideration, Yang Chen reluctantly decided to return to the scene of the crime.

Looking around, the nearest place happened to be a miscellaneous clothing store. He quickly dashed inside, casually glanced around, picked out a short-sleeved shirt and capris from a few racks, grabbed a sunhat, and rushed into the fitting room.

Three minutes later, Yang Chen walked out of the clothing store in a different appearance, with his head down, dressed in a hip-hop style that bore no resemblance to his original office worker appearance.

At the same time, outside the Bank of Summer, the police had cordoned off the crime scene with yellow police tape, and even reporters were being kept outside, with civilians not allowed to enter freely.

Inside, the police were questioning the bank's executives about the details of the robbery, while many investigators were collecting specific evidence at the scene, methodically going about their tasks.

At this moment, a red Bentley, like a shooting star, suddenly slammed on its brakes near the flowerbeds by the crime scene.

Wearing a white cotton sports suit with her hair down, Lin Ruoxi hurriedly got out of the car, slammed the door shut, and quickly walked towards the police cordon.

A police officer who was guarding the area immediately stepped in front of Lin Ruoxi, looking a bit nervous as he said, "Miss, you can't enter the crime scene for the time being!"

"Get out of the way, I'm looking for someone," Lin Ruoxi said coldly.

"I'm sorry, Miss, but I can't let you in," the officer, a young man, turned red in the face upon seeing the frosty beauty in front of him, but he still held fast to his duty.

Ignoring him, Lin Ruoxi strode forward, intending to force her way in.

After all, she was a woman who had long held a high position as the CEO of a major company. At this moment, a single glance from Lin Ruoxi made the male officer's legs go weak, and he dared not block her path any longer.

"Hey! What are you doing, woman?!"

A sharp-voiced policewoman happened to arrive just as Lin Ruoxi was about to force her way in. She immediately grabbed Lin Ruoxi's arm and pulled her back.

Lin Ruoxi struggled to break free, looking at the policewoman with embarrassment. "Don't touch me!"

"Oh, can't touch you? Who do you think you are? Are you a partner of those terrorists or an expert from our police station? Why should we let you in?" The policewoman sneered.

"I told you, I'm looking for someone!" Lin Ruoxi's voice raised several decibels, but as a young woman in her twenties, she appeared somewhat weaker in front of the middle-aged policewoman's imposing manner.

The policewoman scrutinized Lin Ruoxi up and down and snorted. "Looking for someone? That's obstructing official business! There's been an incident here, and there's not just one victim. Why haven't their relatives run in here like you? Look at you, a pretty girl, do you think you're entitled just because you're pretty or drive a luxury car? Do you think the police should let you in just because you think the world owes you something? Haven't you seen all these concerned citizens around here, waiting patiently?!"

With that, the policewoman gestured towards the crowd outside the cordon. Indeed, some people were already displeased with Lin Ruoxi's sudden intrusion, looking at her with unfriendly expressions.

Lin Ruoxi stood stunned in place. The policewoman's words echoed in her ears: "Do you think you're entitled just because you're pretty or drive a luxury car? Do you think the police should let you in just because you think the world owes you something?"

Similar words were spoken to her by a man just last night. Today, another unfamiliar woman said the same thing to her.

Lin Ruoxi's face turned pale, her breathing became labored. The various looks directed at her made her feel for the first time in her life that she was so unwelcome.

Quietly turning around, Lin Ruoxi intended to return to her car. But after a few steps, the inner struggle couldn't be suppressed, and she couldn't help but turn back, asking the policewoman with a hint of pleading, "I just want to see someone. I want to know how he is. Can you please let me in?"

If she remembered correctly, this was the first time she had spoken to someone in such a tone, so humble, so fragile.

The policewoman seemed to sense Lin Ruoxi's current mood, her expression softened slightly, but she still shook her head. "Rules are rules. If you want to visit the hostage, you have to wait until the scene is cleared."

Lin Ruoxi bit her thin lip, turned back dejectedly, and walked back to her car.

Sitting in the car, Lin Ruoxi's eyes immediately reddened, lowering her head as tears fell like broken pearls, one by one.

She didn't know why she felt like crying so much, but she couldn't suppress the sourness. Perhaps it was self-blame, perhaps embarrassment, perhaps grievance. Whatever it was, Lin Ruoxi felt lost and helpless amidst everything around her, feeling a sense of exhaustion creeping in.

After arguing with Yang Chen yesterday, despite Wang's comforting words, Lin Ruoxi found herself engaged in a fierce internal struggle. Her pride wouldn't allow her to easily submit to a man, but Yang Chen's resolute departure and his words pierced deep into Lin Ruoxi's heart, causing her beliefs to waver and her confidence to weaken.

She had thought she could stand firm in her position, not willing to compromise over such matters. After all, she had come through life's challenges before; she just needed to be herself, and no one could force her to change!

But unexpectedly, this morning, she casually glanced at the headline news and saw Yang Chen's face flash in a bank robbery case. Seeing words like "multiple injuries" and "heavy firepower" under the news headline, Lin Ruoxi could no longer suppress her emotions.

Feeling inexplicably out of control, Lin Ruoxi didn't bother changing clothes or fixing her makeup. She hurriedly grabbed her car keys and dashed out of the house, heading straight to the scene of the crime!

It wasn't until this moment that Lin Ruoxi slowly realized she had placed the man she called "husband" in such an important position in her heart. She worried for him, felt anxious for him, feared for him, and lost her composure for him!

Sobbing, Lin Ruoxi leaned her head against the steering wheel, her hair falling around her, appearing lonely and sorrowful.

"Hey, driving such an expensive car, don't you even know to lock the door when you get out?" a voice came from the passenger seat.

Lin Ruoxi suddenly looked up, seeing Yang Chen wearing a baseball cap and smiling at her.

"What's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me?"

Lin Ruoxi wanted to ask if Yang Chen was injured, but seeing his unchanged lazy smile, she couldn't find the words.

Yang Chen looked at the woman beside him, her eyes red from crying, and sighed. He reached into a box placed between them and pulled out a soft tissue, naturally handing it to Lin Ruoxi to wipe her tears.

The tears quickly soaked the tissue, seemingly endless, like a rushing flood.

Yang Chen furrowed his brow. "Why are you crying?! If you keep crying, I'll leave! Is there ever an end to your tears?!"

Hearing Yang Chen threatening to leave, Lin Ruoxi quickly wiped her eyes with her hand, choked back her tears, her pink lips slightly pursed, looking at Yang Chen pitifully without saying a word.

"Phew," Yang Chen sighed in relief. It turned out this woman could be scared into crying. That was quite an experience. He smiled and said, "I say, Miss Lin, couldn't you have just called me? What's with the rush to come here? And why try to force your way in? That's not the usual calm and wise style of Miss Lin."

Rubbing the corners of her clothes with both hands, Lin Ruoxi whispered, "I was just too anxious."

Yang Chen paused, too anxious? Anxious about what? About herself?

She was so frantic that she couldn't think rationally, even trying to confront the police.

Just moments ago, he found her silly, but now, she seemed so cute.

Thinking about it, Yang Chen's heart warmed. It was a different kind of warmth. Yang Chen didn't know if it was the care of a partner or the concern of a family member, but he suddenly enjoyed hearing Lin Ruoxi's sobbing, because it made him feel valued in her heart.

No matter how capable a person might be, everything they did was ultimately to earn the admiration and respect of those they cared about. Self-appreciation was just a boring self-consolation.

"Yang Chen, are you okay?" Seeing Yang Chen silent, Lin Ruoxi thought he might be feeling unwell or injured, so she asked immediately.

Yang Chen shook his head. "I'm just thinking, why did you get so worked up after how I treated you last night?"

Lowering her head, Lin Ruoxi remained silent for a while before saying, "I'm sorry, it's my fault. I was too unreasonable and too stubborn. I apologize to you."

Although he was somewhat mentally prepared, hearing Lin Ruoxi apologize like this still surprised Yang Chen. He chuckled, "Miss Lin, you're suddenly like this. As a lowly employee, I feel quite honored."

Pouting, Lin Ruoxi retorted, "You still haven't forgiven me, have you?"

"I never truly held a grudge against you. Your personality is shaped by your upbringing and experiences. I understand why you do the things you do."

"No, you definitely haven't forgiven me," Lin Ruoxi said firmly, her eyes filled with resentment.

"Why?" Yang Chen asked.

Grumbling, Lin Ruoxi said, "You never used to call me Miss Lin."

Yang Chen paused for a moment before bursting into laughter. "My dear Ruoxi, turns out you've always liked it when I call you that. How should I put it? My dear wife, you're quite shy, aren't you?"

"You're the shy one!"

Lin Ruoxi's cheeks instantly flushed, radiating incomparable beauty. But finally letting go of a heavy stone in her heart, she believed that Yang Chen didn't truly blame her.

Seeing the satisfied look on the woman in front of him, Yang Chen couldn't help but say with emotion, "Ruoxi, haven't you noticed? We're becoming more and more like a normal married couple."

"Huh?" Lin Ruoxi raised her head, clearly not understanding what he meant.

"Between us, there are cold wars, bickering, disagreements, quarrels, communication, and reconciliation. You worry about me, and I think for you. These things are all part of the life of an ordinary couple. No one can always be harmonious and sweet together. The small conflicts between spouses always bring about fresh insights into relationships. Of course, we still lack many things, like sweet words, mutual support, understanding, and tolerance."

Yang Chen spoke slowly, "But I believe we're surely heading towards that better destination. One day, we'll also have the happiness that ordinary couples have, as long as we can trust each other. That day won't be too far away. Look, now you've accepted me calling you 'dear little Ruoxi' and 'Ruoxi darling', haven't you?"

Finishing his words, Yang Chen winked at her.

Lin Ruoxi felt a sense of longing, smiling tranquilly, and nodded, "I'll try to improve. Next time you go on a business trip, I'll call to check on you."

Yang Chen couldn't help but laugh and cry. This girl interpreted understanding as calling to check on him when he was on a business trip. He quickly explained, "It's not just about this one thing. Other small details in life are also good ways to enhance our relationship. Like occasionally giving each other small gifts, going out for a stroll, watching a movie together, or trying out snacks we don't usually eat in a small restaurant. I think those experiences are good for both you and me."

Lin Ruoxi blushed and said, "I don't really understand these things..."

Seeing his usually icy wife suddenly filled with rich colors of affection like a girl in love, Yang Chen felt both curious and mischievous. He reached out and covered his left chest, pretending to be in pain, inhaling sharply.

Lin Ruoxi became nervous instantly. "Yang Chen, what's wrong with you? Are you hurt? But you said you weren't injured!"

"Heh heh, I wanted to hide it from you. I got grazed by a bullet, but luckily it's not serious," Yang Chen said "painfully."

Hearing "grazed by a bullet," Lin Ruoxi immediately asked anxiously, "What should we do? Shall I take you to the hospital right away?"

"No need," Yang Chen said earnestly. "Just put your hand on my chest here, touch it and rub it a bit, and I'll feel much better."

"Oh..."

Lin Ruoxi didn't think much and reached out her fair and slender fingers, intending to press them against Yang Chen's chest.

Suddenly, Lin Ruoxi's hand paused in mid-air. A layer of doubt emerged in her watery eyes, which were previously filled with worry and concern. Gradually, the doubt turned into a shadow. The concerned expression on her pretty face returned to its usual frostiness, and even became much colder.

With a cold sneer, Lin Ruoxi asked Yang Chen, "What kind of gunshot wound is this? Will it magically heal just by me rubbing it for you?"

Yang Chen knew that Lin Ruoxi had seen through his little trick and had regained her composure. He could only smile awkwardly, trying to appease her.

"Yang Chen! You just said we should trust each other! Yet you lied to me so quickly."

After a scream, the car shook violently. Amid the surprised gazes of the surrounding crowd, Yang Chen awkwardly escaped from the passenger seat position, not even bothering to close the door properly, and dashed away from the scene in embarrassment!