Looking at Wang Yumin's expression again, Ye Chen felt even guiltier.
Damn, did this future brother‑in‑law figure something out?
Otherwise, why would this guy be looking at him with that kind of expression?
"Hehe, you go in first, we'll talk inside."
Wang Yumin said as he hooked an arm around Ye Chen's neck and dragged him toward the yard, glancing at Tian Yun in passing.
That look was like he'd seen right through something.
"Uh, Tian, y‑you take them to see my master first, I'll be over in a bit."
Tian Yun looked at Wang Yumin, as if she wanted to say something. Her lips moved but she didn't speak, just sighed and led Andrei and the others into the living room.
"Bro‑in‑law, easy, I—I'm about to die here."
Ye Chen's neck was locked by Wang Yumin's arm and he felt like he couldn't quite catch his breath.
"You're about to die? I think you're pretty damn comfortable. You actually got mixed up with Battle Axe—are you tired of living?" Wang Yumin said, eyeing Ye Chen.
