8 Chapter 8_1

"How come I didn't know that an angel in a doctor's uniform during the day could turn into a prostitute at night, are you... short of money?" Ao Chi smirked deliberately, his eyes flickering with a teasing smile.

For the first time, he realized that the wife he had brought home and left hanging for two years wasn't just a delicate and fragile woman, but also a stubborn and savage hot-tempered one.

Thinking this, his gaze involuntarily swept over her scantily clad body, his brow furrowing slightly.

Tong Yafu glared at Ao Chi, her complexion turning from red to green, from green to white, and from white to black due to his mockery.

"You're the prostitute, your whole family are prostitutes." Finally, Tong Yafu choked out a sentence, shouting furiously with a very unappealing look on her face.

Ao Chi's face darkened as he looked at the sharp-tongued Tong Yafu in front of him, his expression turning cold.

"Still talking back, huh? What, you like staying here for the free food, don't you?" Ao Chi threatened as he grasped Tong Yafu's chin, his face grim as he spoke seriously, not joking at all.

"Free food my ass, you're the one eating for free! I was just having fun at the bar, what right do you have to arrest me and put me in jail? Do you even know the law, or do you think your family makes it?" Tong Yafu yelled angrily, standing up and slapping away Ao Chi's hand that was holding her chin.

Ao Chi wasn't in a hurry, watching Tong Yafu who stood up agitated like a cat with raised fur, his figure slowly leaning back against the table, his thin lips slightly curling.

"Going to the bar for fun is fine, but going to the bar to deal drugs and sell yourself, these two charges can not only have you eating prison food for life but also keep you from seeing tomorrow's sun." Ao Chi said elegantly, his simple words delivered with emotion and deliberately elongating the last sound of 'sun'.

Tong Yafu was slightly stunned, looking at Ao Chi with a flash of panic in her eyes.

"Are you mistaken? When did I ever deal drugs or prostitute myself at the bar? You're trying to frame me with false charges." Tong Yafu shouted again, angrier than before, her complexion darkening while a hard-to-conceal worry also filled her heart.

Ao Chi, however, pressed down on Tong Yafu's shoulders with his hand, pushing down with force to pin her in the chair.

"Sit nicely, or I'll let you taste the cold of handcuffs," said a voice, devoid of emotion, slowly filling the space.

Tong Yafu sat stunned in the chair, looking at Ao Chi, her mouth twitching slightly, her face showing defeat.

Damn it... Is this man really the husband she had been married to for two years? He seemed ready to make her take the fall and eat prison food.