Reborn as the spoiled male wife of the mortal enemy

Chapter 142 The Thief Who Exchanged Goods

Bai Dahai came upstairs to deliver food. Nanchun hurriedly wiped away her tears and buried her face in Bai Xun's arms.

"Just put it here. Thank you for your hard work." Bai Xun said.

Bai Dahai replied with a smile on his face: "Okay."

Coming out of the reception room, Bai Dahai walked down the stairs and thought: I thought what Dali said to him was a bit exaggerated, but now I see that the second young master really dotes on the second young mistress.

"The person is gone." Bai Xun gently touched the furry head in his arms.

Nanchun sat up, her eyes and nose still red.

Bai Xun took a handkerchief and wiped his face and hands.

"This fish soup looks good." Bai Xun said as he served Nanchun a bowl.

Nanchun ignored him with a stern face.

"Even if you are angry, you have to eat a full meal. Otherwise, you will be very hungry and how can you have the energy to be angry?" Bai Xun said softly.

Nanchun snorted softly, took the bowl and took a sip.

It was really good, fresh and tasty, which immediately whets one’s appetite.

Seeing that Nanchun's expression had relaxed a little and he had a good appetite, Bai Xun finally felt relieved.

Although Nanchun has been very close to him since they got married, he always feels that there is something between them.

It was not until now that he understood that what was between them was actually the feelings.

Nanchun and he did not have a mutual understanding.

He was more dependent on him than in love with him.

So, he didn't care about taking a concubine.

He was also anxious just now, eager to find some traces of Nanchun's love for him.

"Why don't you eat?" Nanchun looked at him.

"Oh, eat." Bai Xun picked up a piece of food with chopsticks. "Do you want to go to the movies later?"

Nanchun thought about it and shook his head.

"Let's go home. I'm tired."

"it is good."

After dinner, the two returned to Baiyuan.

Nanchun went upstairs and lay on the soft bed in a depressed mood.

He not only felt uncomfortable, but also a little scared.

Bai Xun was right, he was indeed in a bad mood.

After reading the telegram, he felt very uncomfortable and couldn't describe how he felt.

Wouldn't it be bad for Bai Xun to return to the old house and be with Aunt Han day and night?

If the two of them could finally get married, after finding Grandpa, wouldn't it be natural for him to divorce Bai Xun and run away with Grandpa and Mother?

But he just couldn't help getting angry, feeling wronged and uncomfortable...

Bai Xun walked in and lay down beside Nanchun. He didn't say anything, just stroked Nanchun's hair from time to time.

Nanchun turned to look at him.

I originally thought that because He'an County is small and there are few good-looking people, Bai Xun's appearance stands out.

But from Jincheng to Yangcheng, he met many people, but no one was more handsome than Bai Xun.

Seeing Nanchun staring at him, Bai Xun smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Nanchun moved closer to his arms, raised her chin slightly, and kissed the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that Bai Xun looked at him without any reaction, he kissed her again.

Bai Xun just looked at him, with no intention of taking any further action.

Nanchun grabbed his collar with some embarrassment and kissed him hard.

He didn't care whether it was broad daylight or not, he just wanted to be closer to Bai Xun.

It was rare for Nanchun to be so proactive. Bai Xun was actually very excited, but for fear of scaring him, he tried hard to pretend to be calm and handed the initiative to Nanchun.

After struggling for a while, Nanchun lay weakly in his arms, burying her burning face in Bo Xun's shoulder, and whispered, "How do you usually do it..."

"What?" Bai Xun said with a smile on his face.

"That's it..."

"Which one?"

Nanchun frowned and bit him: "If you don't do it, I won't let you do it again in the future."

Bai Xun smiled and kissed him: "Do it."

The riverside courtyard is right on the Shunyuan River, not far from the pier.

"Master, Mr. Wang."

"Where are the people?" Bo Song asked.

"In the basement."

In the dim basement, there was only a dim light swaying, casting mottled shadows, making the entire space seem even more gloomy.

The air was filled with rust, dampness, and a faint smell of blood, and the bloodstains on the walls were chilling.

"I'll make you stubborn! I'll make you stubborn!"

Following the roar of anger, the whip fell, and the screams of pain echoed in the empty basement, sounding particularly shrill.

"Young Master, Mr. Wang." The person guarding the door saw them coming and hurried to greet them.

"Who is interrogating inside?" asked Bo Song.

"Wealth."

Hearing the sound at the door, the beating in the room stopped.

Bai Fugui put down the whip, raised his arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and walked towards Bai Song and Wang Zijin with a smile on his face: "Master, Mr. Wang."

"How did the interrogation go?" Bai Song asked.

"He still refused to speak and just said that he went to bed early that night." Bai Fugui said.

Bo Song walked into the cell and looked at the man tied to the torture device, his clothes torn and bloody. His lips twitched slightly, and he said calmly, "Cui Dong, I've always been kind to you, right? Tell me, why did you do this? If you need money, you can just tell me directly. I'm not unwilling to help."

Cui Dong shook his head weakly and opened his cracked lips: "Master... I didn't... Please believe me! I really didn't... They are wronging me..."

"Snapped".

Bai Fugui picked up his whip and hit him hard, saying sternly, "Who the hell wronged you? The night before the cargo was loaded, the young master gave out a reward, and everyone went out to eat. Only you complained about having a stomachache and didn't go. Everyone even teased you about not being able to enjoy life.

Everyone else has witnesses, but you don't. If you can find a witness to prove your innocence, I will let you go right now and pay you double your medical expenses."

Cui Dong trembled, his voice hoarse. "I came back... went to the toilet and fell asleep. When you came back from drinking, didn't you see me sleeping in the bed?"

"What about the one and a half hours we spent eating outside? It would be easy for you to exchange the goods and reseal the boxes during such a long time!" Bai Fugui said with his eyes wide open.

"Young Master..." Cui Dong looked at Bai Song and begged.

"Cui Dong, before the goods were loaded onto the ship, only you few transporters handled it. The others had witnesses, but you were the only one who didn't attend their party that day and returned to the warehouse alone. As a result, the sealed boxes were swapped without anyone noticing. How can I trust you?" Bo Song said as he took out a cigarette.

Bai Fugui was very perceptive and hurried forward to light the fire.

"Master...I really..."

"You have a sister who works for the Sheng family, right?" Bai Song took a puff of cigarette and said meaningfully.

Cui Dong opened his eyes wide and the expression on his face changed again and again.

"Why? The Sheng family is also interested in my porcelain business?" Bai Xun said with a smile, "Where did you take the authentic piece? Which master of the Sheng family has it now?"

Cui Dong glanced at him, then closed his eyes dejectedly. He knew he could no longer refute.