The moment Mr Yang saw who it was at the door, he rose from his chair and approached the door. Without any warning, in a fit of anger, he punched the man at the door hard on his face. The intruder staggered a few steps backwards because of the severity of the punch. For a minute he couldn't get himself.

"How dare you to show your face here?" Mr Yang berated furiously, raising his hand to punch him again, but the server standing beside Mr Zhao tried to intervene. He got punched in Mr Zhao's stead.

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"Have you and your abusive wife not done enough harm to us?"

"Darling, you don't have to let him ruin your mood on this important day. Let me be the one to handle him, Ok?" Mrs Yang now standing beside her husband tried to calm her furious husband. When she saw he was slightly calmed, she turned around and gave Zhao Jianfei a tight slap on his face. The slap was resounding, even the server holding his swollen face shivered in fear.

What has this man ever done to deserve this ill treatment from this wealthy-looking couple? Although the punch this handsome looking man gave me was the second punch, I almost lost a tooth, not to talk about the first punch that held a lot of strength. It must have done a lot of damage to his right jaw, and now this beautiful lady slapped him on the same cheek. I can't imagine the severity of the pain he must be going through. I pity him.

The server dressed in a white top and black trouser thought, throwing a pitiful glare at Mr Zhao whose cheeks were badly swollen.

"That slap is for having the audacity to show up here despite what your wife and her low-class socialites' friends have done to me," before Mr Zhao could fathom what was happening, Mrs Yang slapped him hard again on the same spot.

"And this one is for the excruciating pain you have caused me and my husband for this past one year," Mrs Yang said coldly.

For a minute, Mr Zhao was too shocked to speak. He could not believe that he has been slapped twice by a woman in a row. What pained him most is that she is the woman he loves the most.

"Chunling... Did.... you just slap me," Zhao Jianfei asked, painfully holding his painful cheeks. He is willing to throw away everything just to be with her and she dared to slap him? The shock was too immense for him to handle.

"If you are not careful, I will slap you again," Mrs Yang said coldly. She didn't give a damn about the fact that he was hurt.

Why should I care whether or not he is hurt when he always hurt me deeply?

Mrs Yang thought, tightening her hands into a fist.

"What have I ever done wrong to warrant that slap from you? All I have ever done is to love you and want to be with you. Why do you always reject me?" Mr Zhao thought, staring at her painfully. He turned and threw murderous glances at Xiaolin, who suddenly wrapped his hand around her waist. Mr Yang's action was to tell him that his wife was taken, and this further annoyed Zhao Jianfei.

"You have always embarrassed and hurt me because of him? What does he have that I do not have? What has he given you I haven't promised to give you so why do you treat me so when he is not better than me?" Mr Zhao asked, trying to grab her hand, but Mr Yang quickly slapped his hand away.

"Watch it or you might lose an arm," Mr Yang threatened fiercely.

"Before I lose my arm, you better watch your back because you might lose your head without even realising it," Mr Zhao threatened, glaring daggers at Mr Yang.

"Hey Zhao Jianfei, you have overstayed your welcome here so you better leave," Mrs Yang spoke firmly. "And one more thing, if ever a hair on my husband's head goes missing I will hold you responsible, got it?," Mrs Yang threatened.

"What can you do if I touch him?" Mr Zhao asked menacingly.

"It's left for you to imagine," Mrs Yang smirked devilishly.

"If this man does not leave here, I will sue your restaurant for poor customer service and intrusion of customer's privacy," Mr Yang threatened the server who was still holding his cheek.

"Sir please, you are inconveniencing our customer so this way," the server said politely.

"Because I love you dearly, I will not lay hands on you but Yang Xiaolin for the punch you gave me, I will make sure you regret it," Mr Zhao turned around to leave but Mrs Yang's words stopped him in this track.

"As you are going, make sure you don't show your face wherever I am or else the day you dare as much as to talk to me, I swear I will kill myself. Let's see how you will still pester me and my husband after I kill myself," Mrs Yang said emotionlessly. Her words left both men in shock.

"Don't think I am joking because I am not," Mrs Yang added before she quickly slammed the door close.

"You were joking earlier, right?" Mr Yang asked after she finished closing the door. Mrs Yang hesitated when she heard his question.

"Honey, tell me you were just kidding around, Ok?" Mr Yang asked, placing both hands on her shoulders. Fear was visible on his face as he stared at her. He was damn scared that his wife's words might have not been mere threats.

"I can't afford to leave my handsome husband alone on this lonely earth. I love him too much to do such a cruel thing to him," Mrs Yang said, playfully cupping his face.

"I want a straightforward answer. Will you kill yourself just like you said earlier?" Mr Yang asked, seriously not buying her words. He knew that as along as his wife put her mind into something she would do it no matter what so, he was scared on her behalf. He could not imagine living a life without her.

"I only told a lie earlier to scare him away. I didn't mean it," Mrs Yang replied firmly too.

"Where will I go to leaving my handsome husband alone? If ever you die before me, I will not hesitate to follow you because a life without you is meaningless. That is how much I love you," Mrs Yang said, trying to reassure her husband that she would not do a silly thing as taking her life because of some worthless man.

She pecked him on his lips when she saw that he did not believe her.

"Stick to your words or else I will hunt you down in our next life if you dare as to leave me alone all by myself. I will not forgive you in this lifetime and even in the next one if you go back on your words," Mr Yang stated sternly.

"I don't mind being hunt down by the most handsome man in this world. It will be a blessing to me instead of a disadvantage," Mrs Yang joked, pulling his cheeks gently. Seeing him smile to her jokes, she gently dragged him to their seats. They ate, played and teased each other until it was time to retire back home. Throughout the rest of the day, they both acted as though nothing happened that day.

A week later, the head of the prosecutor's office handed a fresh case over to Mr Yang. He particularly warned Mr Yang to be thorough in his investigation because the media and the entire universe were interested in the case. Mr Yang did not think twice about the case, he accepted it wholeheartedly. He had handled more tough cases in the past. Cases ranging from serial skills, bombing, slave trades and so many other cases people thought it was impossible to do. He did not see any difference between this case.

"A 17-year-old boy named Li Yifeng, the heir of Li's Corporation, murdered his best friend Mi Lu, the heiress of Mi's Company," Mr Yang quoted a line on the document in front of him.

"Why do I feel like this boy's name and the name of the company sounds so familiar, or am I wrong?" Mr Yang thought, trying to recall where he heard the name but to no avail. He immediately stopped trying to recall where he must have heard the name. He concentrated all his attention on the files before him.

"Which club in this era will permit three minors into their club? Such clubs should be shut down with immediate effects," Mr Yang spoke angrily, as he continued reading. As he read he examined the pictures that served as evidence attached to the files. After going through the entire documents, he became very interested in the case.