Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

“Who would jump into a tree for no reason like you?” Ye Wanwan was shouting that when three people jumped down one after another from the tree with three swishes.

The three people were Spray of Flowers, Devotee, and Brick-moving Foreigner…

Spray of Flowers was gorgeously dressed as usual and bonelessly hanging off of Nameless Nie. He waved at her. “Hey, Boss Famous! We meet again!”

Ye Wanwan was rendered speechless as she stared at this group. “…”

Birds of a feather truly flocked together.

Like begets like—this kind of boss would obviously have the same kind of underlings.

Didn’t the four of them find it crowded to be on the same tree?

Oh right, shouldn’t there be five people…? Why were there only four?

“Why are you missing one?” Ye Wanwan casually asked with a glance at the four people.

The Iceberg Man with his coffin doesn’t seem to be here today?

“Dead Man, stop sleeping!” Nameless Nie shoved Spray of Flowers off and kicked the tree.

*BANG!*

A person tumbled out of the tree.

It was a certain patient with terminal-stage laziness cancer.

Iceberg Man made a human-shaped dent in the fallen leaves on the ground. He languidly got up and stood there, too lazy to even slap off the leaves and dust on his body.

Ye Wanwan couldn’t bear to directly look at these five oddities.

Devotee leaned close to Ye Wanwan and rubbed his hands with a flattering expression. “Boss Famous! I’m so happy to see you! May I ask… does your house have…”

Ye Wanwan asked, “Have what?”

Brick-moving Foreigner butted in, “Boss Famous, does your house have feces?”

Ye Wanwan: “What???”

Devotee shoved the big lug aside. “No, no… we’re asking… does your house have food?”

Ye Wanwan was taken back again. “Huh? Food?”

Devotee nodded vigorously. “That’s right, that’s right. To tell you the truth, we haven’t eaten anything in three days…”

Spray of Flowers draped himself over Nameless Nie again and lifelessly interjected, “It’s been 3 days, 2 hours, and 18 seconds!”

Ye Wanwan: “…”

Why are they so miserable every time I see them? How do they get by…

On Baby Tangtang’s behalf, Ye Wanwan generously said, “Enter first!”

Devotee was incessantly emotional. “Boss Famous, you simply have a Bodhisattva’s heart! You’ll definitely enter Sukhavati after death!”

Ye Wanwan: “…”

Don’t compliment people if you don’t know how…

As Ye Wanwan led the five people inside the house, she casually asked, “Oh right, I haven’t asked yet. Why are you here today? You’re here all together too.”

The five of them were extremely elusive, so she hadn’t seen them for several months already.

Brick-moving Foreigner asked honestly, “Boss Famous, we came to take Little Young Master Tangtang home.”

Dead silence abruptly descended on them the second Brick-moving Foreigner finished speaking.

In the next second, there was a resounding “BANG!”

“To pick up your master?!?!?!” Ye Wanwan entered the house without any hesitation and slammed the door shut.

Sh*t! They’re actually here to take Tangtang away!

The group of five, who had the door closed on them and were shut outside the house after being sprayed with a face of spit, were dumbfounded. “…”

That’s… that’s right…

We did come to pick up our master…

Isn’t that tiny ancestor our master…

Brick-moving Foreigner wore an innocent expression. “Did I say something wrong…?”

Devotee stared at the closed door, pain gripping his heart. “Little Sweetie, are you stupid?! At least wait until we eat our meal before telling her!”