118: Is the bug affecting Night Owl?

[Jin Meiting: ???]

[Jin Meiting: What did you say?]

[Jin Meiting: For real? You guys... are official now?]

The shock was palpable even through the screen.

Ye Chen smiled and replied with a single word.

[Ye Chen: Yeah.]

There was a period of silence from the other end.

Then, messages started hitting his phone like rapid fire.

[Jin Meiting: Not bad, Boss!]

[Jin Meiting: You quietly managed to melt the iceberg goddess of Xiamen City... no, the iceberg goddess of the whole country?!]

[Jin Meiting: This is going to be fun!]

[Jin Meiting: In the future, having me and my best friend Bing Lan serving you together... wouldn't that be exciting?]

Ye Chen: "..."

He looked at the last message, and the corner of his eye twitched violently.

He shook his head helplessly, too lazy to reply. He tossed the phone back onto the passenger seat and focused on driving.

The car headed toward Dijing Garden.

His parents had just moved into the new environment, so he had to go back and stay with them tonight in case they weren't used to it yet.

However... that scene in the car earlier kept replaying in his mind involuntarily.

Ye Chen licked his lips, which seemed to still hold a lingering warmth, and gave a low chuckle.

"Exciting?"

"It really was... quite exciting."

The phone vibrated and buzzed, and two words flashed on the screen—

Yi Yue.

Ye Chen's heart skipped a beat, and a strange sense of guilt crept up on him.

He had just... well, essentially made things official with Bing Lan, even though the process felt as magical as a dream.

But now Yi Yue was calling.

Yi Yue was his woman, so he felt a bit like he was being caught cheating... Ye Chen took a deep breath before helplessly answering, "Hello, Yueyue?"

However.

The voice coming from the other end wasn't Teacher Yi Yue's, but a cold female voice.

"Ye Chen."

"Get your ass over here."

"If I don't see you in half an hour..."

The voice paused, letting out a contemptuous sneer. "You can come and collect the bodies of your precious Yueyue, her old father, and the maid."

Hearing this, Ye Chen's gaze instantly turned cold as ice.

He remembered this voice!

It was that assassin from the Black Prison who excelled at disguise and had a mysterious trail—Night Owl!

He never expected... that she would find him again!

"It's you," Ye Chen said coldly. "Night Owl?"

"That's right, it's me."

Night Owl said indifferently.

"Half an hour."

"For every minute you're late, I'll take off one of her arms."

"Two minutes, two arms."

"I'm looking forward to seeing... just how late you'll be."

"Beep—beep—beep—"

The call was abruptly disconnected.

Ye Chen looked at the darkened screen, his eyes surging with cold murderous intent.

Night Owl.

He had let her escape by luck at the private restaurant last time. He didn't expect that instead of lying low, she would double down and kidnap Yi Yue, Yi Zhengtian, and the others... It seemed the lesson last time was too light.

Ye Chen slammed on the gas, and the Cullinan let out a low roar. It carved a sharp arc through the night, turned around, and sped toward the residential area where Yi Yue lived.

In less than twenty minutes.

The Cullinan braked sharply at the entrance of Yi Yue's neighborhood.

Ye Chen pushed the car door open. His body moved like the wind, crossing the corridor in a few leaps and arriving directly at Yi Yue's door.

He then used a key to open the door and walked in.

The lights in the living room were a pale white.

Yi Yue, Yi Zhengtian, and Aunt Zhang were sitting side by side on the long sofa in the living room, their faces pale and their eyes filled with terror.

And on the single sofa in front and to the side of them, Night Owl sat leisurely with her legs crossed.

She was still wearing a black tight-fitting suit that outlined her hot curves, and she was playing with a silver pistol equipped with a silencer.

Seeing Ye Chen enter, she pointed the gun directly at Yi Yue.

A cold smile appeared on that seductive, mixed-race face.

"Oh, you got here pretty fast."

"It seems... this Yueyue holds quite a bit of weight in your heart."

Ye Chen stood at the entryway, his gaze sweeping over the three of them. Confirming they hadn't suffered any obvious harm for now, his heart settled slightly, and he then looked coldly at Night Owl.

"What do you want?"

The smile on Night Owl's face vanished instantly, replaced by fury.

"What do I want?"

"Ye Chen, do you have the fucking nerve to ask me that?"

"Fuck!"

"Clearly, you're the one who's a lowlife!"

Ye Chen was stunned by this sudden accusation, his brow furrowing deeply.

"I'm a lowlife?"

"Night Owl, did you get your head caught in a door?"

"Disguising yourself as my ex-wife, and now kidnapping innocent people and pointing a gun at them to threaten me into coming here..."

"Who's the lowlife here?"

Night Owl's chest heaved violently, and her amber eyes seemed to burn with two flickers of ghostly fire.

"You think you're not a lowlife?"

"Then let me ask you..."

"After our last encounter, did you... drug me?!"

Ye Chen was completely bewildered.

"Drug you? I drugged you?"

He was almost laughing from anger.

"Would I, Ye Chen, need to use such despicable methods to deal with you?"

"Last time, you were clearly the one who couldn't win and tried to flee. I beat you until you spat blood. What does that have to do with me drugging you?"

He paused.

Ye Chen suddenly realized something was wrong. Could it be... "Bullshit!"

When Night Owl heard this, she became agitated.

"If you didn't drug me, then after I went back, why did I... why did I..."

She found it hard to say, and two patches of blush uncontrollably rose to her cheeks.

But the next second.

She steeled her heart and gritted her teeth.

"Why would my whole body feel hot? Why was my head full of your bastard face?"

"And! No matter what antidote or sedative I used, I couldn't suppress it! Even soaking in ice water was useless!"

"If that's not an aphrodisiac, then what is?"

"Only the most vulgar, most filthy bastard would use such a method!"

What she couldn't bear the most was... this morning!

She had finally managed to fall asleep for a while, only for that sensation to fucking come back again!

It was driving her to a breakdown... As Ye Chen listened to her accusations, the expression on his face went from astonishment to something strange.

Oh boy!

It really was a side effect of the Ancient Inheritance!

Whenever he used power that exceeded his own capacity, the Yin-Yang balance in his body would be broken, which would affect others.

But as luck would have it... he had originally glitched this side effect onto his ex-wife, Hu Jing.

Afterward.

Hu Jing was finished off by Night Owl, so it transferred to Night Owl instead?

What a sneaky turn of events!

Ye Chen almost laughed out loud.

Ye Chen suddenly smiled.

Not only was he not intimidated by the gun, he even walked forward boldly and sat down on the sofa opposite Night Owl, even crossing his legs.

"Fine, I'll lay my cards on the table."

He spread his hands with an innocent face.

"I admit, you becoming like that... does have something to do with me."

Night Owl's pupils shrank. The gun instantly shifted from Yi Yue to Ye Chen, her finger tightening on the trigger until her knuckles turned white.

"It really was you?!"

"You bastard! You finally admitted it!"

"What the hell did you give me? Where's the antidote? Hand it over!!!"

She was... almost going crazy now!

Ye Chen waved his hand, signaling her to stay calm.

"Don't be in such a hurry. Put the gun down first, and let's sit down and talk slowly."

"I have nothing to talk about with you!"

Night Owl's eyes were fierce. "Hand over the antidote, or I'll blow her head off right now! Then I'll kill everyone else here!"

She paused.

Her finger tightened slightly, the muzzle of the gun pressed against Yi Yue's temple.

Yi Yue's face was pale, her body trembling slightly, but she bit her lip to keep from crying out.

Yi Zhengtian and Aunt Zhang were also so scared they didn't dare to breathe.

Ye Chen sighed, but his eyes remained calm.

"Night Owl, if I'm not mistaken..."

"Did you have another 'episode' this morning?"

"And it was even more uncomfortable than last time, even more... unspeakable?"

Night Owl's whole body stiffened. Two patches of blush uncontrollably flew to her cheeks, and a flash of panic appeared in her eyes.

It really was him!

Night Owl forced herself to stay calm, her voice sounding a bit weak: "What are you trying to say?"

Ye Chen smiled, leaning forward slightly and looking directly into her eyes.

"What I mean is..."

"If you want to completely solve this 'problem' instead of being tortured to death every once in a while..."

"I suggest you put the gun down first, then sit down."

"Let's have a good talk."

As soon as Ye Chen finished speaking, his body suddenly sprang from the sofa!

Night Owl only felt a blur before her eyes. A sharp pain came from her wrist, and her fingers holding the gun went numb from a clever burst of force, causing her to subconsciously let go—

"Click."

A soft sound.

The silver pistol had already landed steadily on the coffee table, its muzzle pointing at empty space.

And Ye Chen had already sat back in his original spot, as if he had never moved.

"See."

He pointed at the gun on the table.

"If I wanted to kill you, it would be as easy as turning over my hand."

"If I had wanted to just now, your wrist would be broken, and your throat would be crushed."

"So, don't point a gun at the people I care about."

"I don't like it."