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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 59: Everyone's Strange

Sitting in Yang Chen's car, Li Jingjing felt this was the happiest day of her life, even more exciting than her graduation day. A sweet smile lingered on her face, leaving Yang Chen, who was driving, a bit unsure of what to say.

"Are you that happy?" Yang Chen couldn't help but ask.

Li Jingjing nodded earnestly, "But I think Team Leader Jiang might not be as happy."

Yang Chen glanced at Li Jingjing, chuckling, "Turns out you know everything, yet you still pretend to be clueless."

"Hehe," Li Jingjing laughed, "I don't understand everything, but if I think carefully, I can figure out some of the things you do, Brother Yang."

"Listen, if Jiang Shuo bullies you or makes things difficult for you in the future, just tell me. I'll handle it, just like with the Chen family father and son last time," Yang Chen said seriously.

"Got it, Brother Yang."

From beginning to end, Li Jingjing hadn't asked much about the Chen family incident. Her intelligence surprised Yang Chen, but also made him feel at ease. This girl probably knew more than he imagined, but most of the time, she was willing to be the simple, caring neighbor girl, silently looking out for him.

When they arrived at Li Jingjing's home, her parents were just returning from a walk. Seeing Yang Chen and Li Jingjing get out of the car, they both looked surprised.

"Good boy! You've made it big!" Mr. Li exclaimed happily when he saw the car Yang Chen was driving. "I always knew you were something special, Yang. You've changed jobs and upgraded from a wheelbarrow to a four-wheeler so quickly!"

Mrs. Li, on the other hand, focused on the bags of clothes Li Jingjing was taking out of the car, asking worriedly, "Jingjing, why did you buy so many clothes? These bags look so nice; the clothes must be expensive, right?!"

"Mom..." Li Jingjing called out shyly, "Brother Yang bought them for me."

The couple exchanged strange looks but seemed quite pleased, treating Yang Chen with even more warmth.

Li Jingjing knew what her parents were thinking, but if she mentioned Yang Chen being married, they would definitely forbid her from seeing him again. So, she just blushed, picked up the bags, and ran into the house, forgetting to say goodbye to Yang Chen.

Mr. Li earnestly said, "Yang, Jingjing had a tough childhood. Don't let her down."

Yang Chen, finding the situation both amusing and awkward, could only smile and nod. Explaining would only make things more complicated.

After bidding farewell to the couple who now looked at him as a son-in-law, Yang Chen felt a sense of loss. As he drove, he thought to himself that if it weren't for his unexpected encounter with Lin Ruoxi, the ice-cold woman, marrying Li Jingjing would have been a great choice. She was understanding and kind-hearted.

But thinking of his wife still lying in the hospital, Yang Chen dismissed the thought. No matter what, he still had to move forward with Lin Ruoxi. As for the future, who could predict it?

By the time Yang Chen drove back to Longjing Garden, the temperature had dropped. The cold wind blowing through the treetops made the empty villa area seem particularly quiet.

Just as Yang Chen was about to open the door and go inside, he saw Wang Ma opening the door from the inside, catching him off guard.

"Wang Ma, going out so late?" Yang Chen asked, puzzled.

Wang Ma looked pleased and smiled, "Young Master, you're back. Perfect timing. I was just about to take the books Miss Lin wanted to the hospital. Although she agreed to rest for half a month, she insists on reading. Why don't you come with me? I think Miss Lin would be very happy."

Even if she is happy, it wouldn't show... Yang Chen thought to himself and said, "It's so late, Wang Ma. You should rest early. I'll take the books myself."

Wang Ma assumed the couple wanted some private time and didn't argue. She quickly handed over a large plastic bag full of books to Yang Chen and went back inside.

Having just returned home, Yang Chen set off again, heading to Zhonghai First Hospital for the second time that day.

When he arrived at Lin Ruoxi's hospital room over half an hour later, the lights were still on. However, Lin Ruoxi was not alone; a woman Yang Chen wasn't particularly happy to see, despite her being a beauty, was sitting by the bed.

"Oh, the busy man actually remembers to visit the hospital," Mo Qianni said sarcastically, seeming to have been discussing something with Lin Ruoxi.

Ignoring his troublesome superior, Yang Chen smiled and placed the bag of books on the bedside table. "Wang Ma is getting old, going out late at night is too tiring for her, so I brought these instead. From now on, just let me know about such things. It's too hard on Wang Ma."

Lin Ruoxi glanced at the books and said, "I'll ask you next time."

Yang Chen was quite pleased that Lin Ruoxi listened to him. It seemed she was rational and not merely cold-hearted.

Mo Qianni wrinkled her delicate nose and complained, "Yang Chen, you reek of smoke and alcohol. Stay away, don't suffocate Ruoxi!"

"Oh," Yang Chen said apologetically, stepping back a few steps. "I had a few drinks with some new friends and forgot to shower."

"Hmph! Ruoxi is exhausted and bedridden, and you, her husband, are out partying. Don't you feel ashamed?" Mo Qianni sneered disdainfully.

Even a clay Buddha can lose patience, and Yang Chen was becoming annoyed. "I say, my legitimate wife hasn't said a word, so why are you yelling at me? The emperor isn't in a hurry, but the eunuch is."

"What did you say?!" Mo Qianni's almond-shaped eyes widened as she stood up, her chest heaving with anger, and a flush spread across her charming face. "How dare you call me a eunuch? You're the eunuch!"

"If you want to know if I'm a eunuch, why don't you come and try?" Yang Chen smirked wickedly.

"You shameless!"

"Alright..." Lin Ruoxi finally spoke up, furrowing her brows. She glanced between Yang Chen and Mo Qianni, rubbing her forehead in exasperation. "Can you two stop arguing in the hospital? It's late; can't you be quiet?"

Mo Qianni pouted, holding Lin Ruoxi's hand. "Ruoxi, look at your husband. He acts like he's someone important. Instead of taking care of you while you're sick, he has the time to go out and drink and flirt with women."

Lin Ruoxi was silent for a moment before she looked up at Yang Chen. "Where did you go to drink?"

Feeling a bit irritated, Yang Chen lazily replied, "Tianfu Kingdom, with several women. What, is the wife going to manage me?"

"Oh, I see." Lin Ruoxi nodded, then, as if nothing had happened, she reached into the plastic bag, took out a book, and began to read.

Seeing that everything had settled, Yang Chen sighed, shook his head, and walked out of the room.

Mo Qianni was left sitting there, staring first at the door, then at Lin Ruoxi, who was engrossed in her book. Her mouth hung open in disbelief, and for a long time, she couldn't find words. Finally, she managed to mutter, "You two are both weirdos!"