9: Chapter 9 is actually a G-Wagon.

Xiao Ye didn't reply.

Because his eyes were fixed.

Bai Susu was only wearing a pink Dudou, her curvaceous figure completely exposed. That pair of massive evils was right there, glaringly obvious in front of his eyes.

Holy crap.

A Big G.

Seeing that the old man didn't reply and was staring dishonestly at her chest, Bai Susu finally realized what she was wearing.

"Ah—!"

She let out a scream, scrambled back onto the bed, and grabbed the quilt to wrap herself up tightly.

Cough, cough.

The evil disappeared.

The System tactfully popped up a line of text—Overall Rating: 85 points.

As expected of the head of the Three Great Beauties.

Xiao Ye withdrew his gaze with lingering interest, though he wasn't disappointed—because this Big G was about to be his, and he could drive it however he wanted when the time came.

Only then did he turn his attention to Cao Deshuang, who was wailing on the ground.

"Old Cao," Xiao Ye stepped on Cao Deshuang's head, his tone leisurely, "You dare touch my woman? Are you tired of living?"

"Ow—"

Cao Deshuang howled in pain.

Soon, the guards outside heard the commotion and rushed in, surrounding the three of them.

"Release the Family Head!"

The guards held their swords and shouted with feigned bravado.

Xiao Ye remained unmoved, applying more pressure with his foot.

Cao Deshuang's face turned green from the pain, and he hissed, "What are you standing there for! Kill him!"

The guards looked at each other and swarmed forward.

Xiao Ye sneered, bent down, and scooped up Cao Deshuang from the floor—

The two-hundred-pound old man was lifted by him like a little chick.

Then, he swung Cao Deshuang like a club in a wide circle.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The approaching guards were knocked flying one by one, crashing into walls, doors, and tables, leaving wails everywhere.

Cao Deshuang himself was also howling from the impacts, his face covered in nosebleeds and tears.

Xiao Ye swung with gusto, faster and faster, the two-hundred-pound "human club" whistling through the air in his hands.

Only after the last guard was sent flying did Xiao Ye toss the half-dead Cao Deshuang onto the ground.

Then he turned around and, picking up both the quilt and the person, hoisted the shivering Bai Susu from the corner of the bed onto his shoulder.

"Let's go!"

Carrying Bai Susu on his shoulder, Xiao Ye strode out of the Cao Family's main gate.

Behind him, a floor full of wailing.

The next day, Qingshan Town exploded with news.

At tea stalls, in taverns, and in every street and alley, rumors were everywhere—

"Have you heard? Old Master Xiao broke into the Cao Family alone and carried Bai Susu away!"

"More than that! I heard Cao Deshuang was beaten half to death; they'll probably be holding a funeral feast for him soon!"

"By himself? What about all those Cao Family guards?"

"They were all beaten down! Old Master Xiao was like he had a cheat code, swinging Cao Deshuang around like a club, smashing anyone he saw!"

"My goodness... what kind of medicine did Old Ghost Xiao take?"

"Who knows? But now the whole town is guessing—whether they'll attend the Xiao Family's wedding banquet first or Cao Deshuang's funeral feast."

"Eating both together works too. A wedding at the Xiao Family and a funeral at the Cao Family—how lively!"

When the news reached the Zhang Family and the Bi Family, the Clan Chiefs of the two great families looked at each other in bewilderment.

This Old Ghost Xiao... he might really be about to take off.

After a doctor's diagnosis, although Cao Deshuang was seriously injured, he was tough and wouldn't die.

What a pity.

The neighbors of Qingshan Town expressed their collective disappointment.

Since they couldn't attend Cao Deshuang's funeral feast, everyone had to turn their attention back to the Xiao Family and settle for Xiao Ye's wedding wine.

On the third day, the Xiao Family was draped in red again. Big red lanterns hung high, everyone was busy inside and out, and firecracker debris covered the ground, as festive as the Lunar New Year.

When Xiao Ye appeared in a bright red robe, leading Bai Susu by the hand, the guests present nearly ground their teeth to dust.

This old thing is eating too well.

He's sixty years old, yet he first married Zhang Waner, then took Liu Qianqian as a concubine, and now he's even carried home Bai Susu, who had been a widow for three years in the Cao Family.

The Three Great Beauties—he's claimed them all for himself.

What kind of luck is this?

"What kind of virtue did Old Ghost Xiao accumulate in his past life?"

"What virtue? I think he just hit the jackpot with dog-shit luck."

"Sixty years old and he still gets to be a 'baby,' I'm so jealous."

"Exactly. He's sixty and holding Three Great Beauties, while I'm sixty and holding my grandson. Why is the gap so huge?"

Low laughter and playful curses circulated among the tables; the scent of jealousy could be smelled from two miles away.

Xiao Ye was oblivious to it all, holding Bai Susu's hand and smiling like a hundred-plus-pound child.

That night.

The wedding night.

Xiao Ye finally got to drive the Big G he had been longing for.

This 'car' was indeed good; the 'headlights' were big and bright, making one's head spin. It drove steadily, with a solid 'chassis' and top-tier 'shock absorption'.

When he got tired of 'driving,' he could still be a 'baby,' plunging headfirst into 'mother's' embrace to feel what 'life is worth living' truly meant.

Lying in Bai Susu's arms and looking up at that pair of massive evils, Xiao Ye suddenly felt—

This restaurant was definitely worth the price.