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

Ye Wanwan and Haitang studied the pieced-together paper for half a day but unfortunately couldn’t glean any clues from it.

The sky was turning dark, so Haitang could only escort Ye Wanwan back to District B first and give the matter further thought.

When the duo arrived at the entrance of the prison, they ran into Si Xia, who was returning with his hoe.

Ye Wanwan looked at Si Xia’s dirty appearance and recalled his appearance when he was revered as the school prince and god at Qinghe High School back then, mesmerizing countless girls. She couldn’t help but muse inwardly: The past is unbearable to recall.

I can’t keep looking at this…

As soon as Si Xia saw Ye Wanwan like that, he knew her old habit had kicked in. He wiped the dust from his face and snorted. “You still care about your looks in a place like this? How leisurely and carefree you are!”

Ye Wanwan raised her brows. “So what? Even if I’m at the guillotine, if the executioner is good-looking, I would die more comfortably, no?”

Si Xia: “…”

Even Haitang was at a loss for words. “…”

The trio entered the enormous cell one after the other.

Si Xia had been there for a rather long time and he performed a meritorious deed by discovering the storehouse, so some leaders enthusiastically greeted him as soon as he entered. “Eh, Si Chun¹ is back! Any reaps today?”

Ye Wanwan nearly choked on her own spit after hearing that. “Si… si chun¹?”

Si Xia exploded the second he heard those two words. “I’m called Si Xia! SI! XIA! Do you have dementia in your old age, huh?! How many times do I have to say it?!”

The leader broke into laughter as he kept playing cards with another person sitting opposite of him. “Eh, chun and xia are about the same, about the same…”

How was it about the same?

Ye Wanwan was inwardly laughing at Si Xia’s indignant appearance when a familiar-looking leader walked toward her.

The leader’s hair was braided behind the back of his head and a signature beard was kept on his chin. Ye Wanwan recognized him to be the leader of Four Seas Gate, Zhao Gao.

“Heh, President Bai, long time no see!” Zhao Gao greeted with a laugh.

Ye Wanwan calmly smiled in response and answered, “It has indeed been a long time. I trust you’ve been well since we last met, Gate Leader Zhao?”

“Heh, I’ve been good! President Bai, sorry for disturbing you, but Boss He wants to see you!” Zhao Gao waved his arm towards a certain direction.

Ye Wanwan automatically followed the direction of Zhao Gao’s arm and saw a man sitting on the only decent quality leather chair in the prison.

The man looked to be in his forties with a pair of turbid eyes, emanating a dark chilliness that made people very uncomfortable. His stare toward Ye Wanwan especially made her feel like a venomous snake had its sight set on her.

Ye Wanwan had to think hard to remember to this man was… the leader of Hong’an Gang, He Biao.

Hong’an Gang didn’t possess a great advantage over other famous gangs in terms of overall strength, but He Biao had an elite assassin squad under him whose reputation shook the entire Independent State, so no one dared to trifle with him.

This squad was passed down to every leader of the Hong’an Gang. In fact, a vice president of the Martial Arts Union once died at the hands of this assassin squad.

Ye Wanwan had been there for a few days without any trouble. She didn’t expect him to initiate contact with her today.

When the people in the prison heard He Biao wanted to speak with Ye Wanwan, the room turned silent and everyone secretly peered at the two people.

“Worriless, be careful! There’s definitely nothing good coming from this He Biao!”

Ye Wanwan sent Haitang a pacifying gaze before calmly walking toward He Biao. “May I ask what instructions you have, Boss He?”