2: He became his sister-in-law's driver!

By the time Ye Chen let go of Hu Jing, dawn had already broken.

Hu Jing curled up in the corner of the sofa, her body bruised, the fear in her eyes long replaced by venom.

She glared fiercely at Ye Chen, who was getting dressed, gritting her teeth: "Ye Chen, you just wait... Bo Bo won't let you off!"

Ye Chen fastened the last button and turned to look at her.

"Want to go again?"

Hu Jing's face paled, and she immediately shut up.

Again?

Wouldn't that kill her?

"Get dressed." Ye Chen picked up a bath towel from the floor and threw it to her. "To the Civil Affairs Bureau."

Hu Jing was stunned: "What?"

"Divorce." Ye Chen said coldly, "Now, immediately."

"You ruined my body, and you still dare to divorce?" Hu Jing couldn't hold back; she had never seen such a shameless person.

Ye Chen took a deep breath.

"Don't want to divorce?"

"Then I'll print a thousand copies of our chat history and plaster them all over your hospital, your parents' neighborhood, and the nightclub."

"Let everyone see how a medical student drugs her husband, and how a pervert plans murder for insurance."

"See if you'll rot in jail!"

All color drained from Hu Jing's face: "Don't... I promise you!"

At ten in the morning, the two walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, and Ye Chen released Hu Jing's arm.

"Get lost."

"See you in thirty days."

Hu Jing glared fiercely at Ye Chen, then limped to a taxi and left.

Ye Chen lit a cigarette.

There was a thirty-day cooling-off period for divorce, but he could wait.

It's just that he urgently needed money now. Since he was out, he might as well sell all the things Hu Jing gave him, to avoid the disgust of seeing them.

Thinking of this.

He patted all over his body, but found nothing he could sell. In the past five years, that woman didn't seem to have given him anything... In the end, he could only yank off the inconspicuous eyeball pendant from his neck.

Hu Jing gave it to him when they got married, saying it was passed down from her grandmother and could ensure safety.

At the time, he was deeply moved.

Now, he felt utterly disgusted.

He walked into a pawn shop, placing the pendant on the counter: "Boss, how much is this worth?"

The Old Master examined it carefully, pushing up his glasses: "50 yuan."

"Ho...how much?" Ye Chen was dumbfounded.

"50 yuan."

The Old Master pointed at the chain, "The pendant is a street stall item, but the chain is 925 silver, which is worth a little money."

Ye Chen: "..."

Fake.

It's fake again, damn it.

Her mother's treasure!

He angrily raised his hand and smashed the jade pendant to the ground!

"Pa—!"

The jade shattered, scattering.

Before he could even curse, a searing pain suddenly erupted in his chest.

He hastily tore open his collar and looked down.

He saw.

An eyeball pattern, identical to the one on the pendant, was firmly 'biting' into the skin of his chest, drilling inward at a visible speed!

Under the excruciating pain, he almost cried out.

After the pain subsided, a lifelike black eyeball mark had appeared on the skin of his left chest.

He tried to rub it off, but it wouldn't budge. Instead, a wave of dizziness washed over him.

He clutched his head as a torrent of information assailed his consciousness.

In a daze.

An ancient voice echoed faintly in his mind.

[Houtu controls Yin and Yang, capable of traversing life and death, ensuring peace in the Yang world, and tranquility in the Underworld, bestowed upon the fated.]

The voice disappeared.

Ye Chen's mind was filled with a lot of new information.

It turned out the pendant was not an ordinary pendant; it actually contained the Houtu Inheritance.

It was also because he wore it when he went out yesterday and was provoked by Jin Meiting that he was no longer impotent... He steadied his breathing, slowly digesting the inheritance content.

Medicine, physiognomy, divination, geomancy, talismans, martial arts, spellcraft, clairvoyance, treasure appraisal... It encompassed everything, vast as the sea.

However, each time he used the power of the inheritance, it would disrupt the balance of Yin and Yang within his body, causing those around him to develop abnormal obsessions or reactions towards him for a short period.

The more intensely he used the ability, the more severe this imbalance became. Once it exceeded his physical limit, he would suffer a backlash, endangering his life.

Therefore, he needed to temper and strengthen his body to withstand the side effects and unlock deeper inheritance powers.

And the only way to temper his body was to... use it more.

"Damn it! Isn't this a death cycle?"

Ye Chen frowned, then relaxed.

"Fortunately, the imbalance usually only lasts a few minutes. As long as I don't overuse it, there shouldn't be a big problem."

He shook his head, a surge of ecstasy welling up in his heart.

He originally thought Hu Jing had tricked him again, but he never expected she would actually give him such a heaven-sent opportunity!

He rushed out of the pawn shop excitedly.

The Old Master watched his frantic retreating figure, shaking his head helplessly: "Another one gone mad..."

...Back in his rented room, Ye Chen sat in meditation, adjusting his breath according to the inheritance method.

After several cycles of circulation, he felt as if he had pushed open the door to a new world, his entire being refreshed with renewed spirit.

He didn't wake from his engrossed cultivation until evening, then hurried to the nightclub.

"Ye Chen!"

As soon as he reached the front desk, Old Chen, the supervisor, called out to him, "Boss is waiting for you in the Supreme VIP room!"

Ye Chen's expression changed.

Zheng Hu was looking for him?

Did Jin Meiting spill the beans, or did Chen Bo complain?

He was so enraged by Hu Jing today that he completely forgot about such an important matter... However, thinking of the inheritance he now possessed, his tense heart eased slightly.

He went to the VIP room and knocked on the door.

Zheng Hu's deep voice came from inside: "Come in."

Ye Chen pushed the door open and entered.

The VIP room was filled with smoke. Zheng Hu sat on the central sofa, with a Bodyguard standing on each side.

On the coffee table, besides a fruit plate, there was also a gun.

Zheng Hu scrutinized him, then suddenly smiled: "I heard from Meiting last night, you're a good driver?"

Ye Chen was startled.

Jin Meiting didn't expose their affair?

Or... was this a new form of interrogation?

"From today onwards, you'll be Meiting's personal driver, with a monthly salary of 12,000."

Before he could figure it out, Zheng Hu tossed him a porsche key. "She specifically asked for you, drive well."

Ye Chen caught the key and quickly responded: "Thank you, Boss, I will definitely drive well..."

"Good, you can go now!"

Walking out of the VIP room, Ye Chen still felt somewhat surreal.

But he could be sure that Zheng Hu definitely didn't know about him and Jin Meiting.

However, what did Jin Meiting intend by specifically asking him to be her driver?

Just then, a text message notification interrupted his thoughts.

He opened it and saw.

[You can get off work today. Remember, tomorrow at noon, Sheshan Manor, don't be late. — Jin Meiting]

Ye Chen shook his head, deciding not to ponder Jin Meiting's intentions anymore; things would naturally work out.

Now with a monthly salary of 12,000, he could alleviate his current financial crisis, and right now, he just wanted to get off work early.

However, as he reached the corner of the corridor, his footsteps suddenly halted.

Two unfamiliar men were supporting a woman, staggering as they pushed her into a private room.

The woman struggled weakly, but her profile shocked Ye Chen... Yi Yue!

His high school Chinese teacher!

Back then, Yi Yue came to teach right after graduating from university. She was beautiful and gentle, the dream goddess in the hearts of all the boys.

She was also Ye Chen's first secret crush, his 'White Moonlight'.

Unfortunately, she only taught for two and a half years before he heard she married the principal's son, and there was no news of her since.

How could she be here?

And she was clearly drugged!

Seeing the two men lock the door and temporarily leave, Ye Chen rushed over without hesitation, quickly twisted open the lock, and slipped inside.

The room lights were dim. Yi Yue lay softly on the sofa, her consciousness blurry.

She wore an off-white dress, her neckline slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbone.

Her skirt was rolled up to her thighs, her long legs dazzlingly white in the dim light, but she could only weakly cross them... Ye Chen's Adam's apple bobbed. He stepped forward to help her up, suppressing the flutter in his heart, and half-carried, half-supported her out of the VIP room, avoiding the corridor's view, swiftly leaving through the fire escape, and placing her in the porsche's passenger seat.

As the car drove onto the main road, Ye Chen's pounding heart finally calmed down slightly.

Then he realized... he had no idea where Yi Yue lived.

Under the circumstances, it seemed he could only take her back to his rented room first.

He was about to accelerate... "Mmm-hmm~"

The previously unconscious Yi Yue suddenly stirred, her eyes half-open, filled with a hazy, watery sheen.

She suddenly turned and pounced, her arms coiling around Ye Chen's neck like water snakes, her soft lips randomly pressing against his cheeks and the corners of his mouth.

"Take me..."