Was he a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle in his previous life?

Wen Shuang’s eyes widened in disbelief. “That fast? She’s already in prison?!”

“Do you feel sorry for her?”

“No! How could anyone feel sorry for someone like her? I just think it’s incredibly satisfying!”

After all the times Xia Anran had schemed against her, she finally got what she deserved. Wen Shuang was so delighted she rolled around on the sofa. “Officer Ji, you’re simply amazing! Whatever you want for dinner tonight, I’ll make it for you—even a full Imperial Feast if you wish!”

A low, soft chuckle rumbled from the man’s throat.

“I have to work overtime tonight. You should go to bed early.”

He had only called ahead to share the good news, and just as he expected, Wen Shuang was overjoyed. Seeing the girl so happy made him happy as well. The way she’d cried just a few days ago had been utterly heartbreaking—she looked so pitiful, anyone would have felt for her.

Wen Shuang immediately called Tang Yan to share the news.

When Tang Yan heard that Xia Anran had ended up in jail, she practically exploded with excitement. “Damn, that bitch finally got locked up! Officer Ji is a real hero, ridding the people of a menace! Shuangshuang, choosing him was the best decision you ever made!”

Wen Shuang finally felt her pent-up anger dissipate.

“If possible, I’d love to see Xia Anran in there, sobbing in utter despair. She must be losing her mind right about now.”

Just imagining Xia Anran driven mad with rage filled Wen Shuang with wicked satisfaction.

“It’s not just you—I’d love to see it too. That green tea witch had it coming! After all the times she stabbed you in the back, she deserved to take a nasty fall. We never even settled the score for that kidnapping incident last time. Honestly, this is getting off easy for her!”

The Qin family was in shambles, Qin You had been beaten down, and now Xia Anran was in the detention center. Wen Shuang felt an overwhelming sense of vengeance fulfilled.

None of this would have been possible without Ji Shen—otherwise, she would still be struggling in that mire. She had to find a way to repay him.

“Yanyan, um… I have another question for you.” After a round of cursing Xia Anran and Qin You, Wen Shuang hesitated.

Tang Yan was direct as ever. “What is it—wanna ask me about a hundred and eight bedroom positions?”

“It’s not that urgent!” Wen Shuang tilted her head. “I just want to know, what should a woman wear to drive a man absolutely wild?”

She’d recovered in the past few days and had tried seducing Ji Shen every night in her pajamas, but he’d suddenly started acting like a gentleman again. At most, he’d kiss her and nothing more!

It made Wen Shuang start doubting her own allure.

“Seriously? Was Ji Shen a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle in a past life or something? With a knockout like you parading in front of him, and he can restrain himself? Are you sure he’s not… you know…?”

Wen Shuang bit her lip. “I don’t think so…”

She’d touched Ji Shen before—there shouldn’t be any issues.

“My dear Shuangshuang, do you even need to wear anything to seduce a man? Not wearing anything is already the ultimate temptation.” Tang Yan, who couldn’t even control herself around Wen Shuang, added, “But since you asked, why not try black stockings? No man can resist that! Buy a few pairs so Ji Shen can tear them up as he likes!”

Wen Shuang immediately rummaged through her closet for black stockings.

She found none.

Without hesitation, she ordered five pairs online. Tang Yan had insisted that no man could resist black stockings, and told her to buy extra for Ji Shen to rip apart.

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When Qin You heard that Xia Anran had been detained, he was shocked and rushed over immediately. But to his dismay, she wasn’t allowed visitors in her current situation.

He considered begging Ji Shen, but the memory of the man’s cold, unfeeling face from a few days ago made him lose his nerve.

Helpless, Qin You went to the Xia family, hoping to discuss a solution with her parents.

He truly did care for Xia Anran. Though she could be a bit of a princess, her deep love for him was something any man would enjoy.

Before he even entered, he heard Xia’s parents raging inside.

“That Ji Shen has gone too far! I went to beg him yesterday, and he didn’t even give us the slightest bit of face. He really doesn’t think much of our family!” Father Xia was so furious he smashed a teacup on the floor.

Mother Xia was equally incensed. “Exactly! All Ranran did was get someone to spread some dirt on that little tramp Wen Shuang—how is that slander? That little hussy is nothing but a home-wrecker! Honestly, last time we should have let those thugs finish her off. You said Ranran was being too ruthless, but that’s exactly how you need to deal with trash like her!”

Qin You froze in shock!

So the kidnapping incident with Wen Shuang… it was orchestrated by Xia Anran?

He had been so certain back then that Ranran couldn’t have done such a thing.

The thought of Wen Shuang nearly being violated by a gang of men made Qin You’s heart clench in pain, and the mastermind behind it all was his delicate fiancée, his little princess.

Suddenly, he no longer wanted to help Xia Anran.

But then he recalled Madam Qin’s reminder before he left the house that morning—he absolutely had to secure his position as the Xia family’s son-in-law if the Qin family was to have any hope.

He gritted his teeth and forced down all his discomfort and shock.

He pushed open the door.

Mother Xia hadn’t expected Qin You to come after her daughter had landed in jail. She was startled, afraid he’d overheard her earlier outburst, but seeing the anxious look on his face, she relaxed.

Father Xia was slightly surprised as well. “Qin You, with everything that’s happened to Anran, I’m impressed you’re still willing to come by.”

After all, a girl getting locked up would ruin her reputation if word got out.

In front of the two elders, Qin You laid his heart bare. “No matter what happens, Anran will always be the woman I love. As long as she needs me, I’ll stand by her side, no matter what!”

Father and Mother Xia nodded in satisfaction.

“Very good, Qin You. We’re pleased you’re standing by Anran at a time like this, rather than abandoning her. Once she’s out, we can start talking about your wedding.”

After the previous incident, the two elders had doubted Qin You’s reliability and considered looking for someone else, but Anran wouldn’t have it. Now, seeing him so steadfast even with Anran in jail, they were finally reassured.

They could finally set their minds at ease.

Ji Shen came home at two in the morning to find Wen Shuang still waiting in the living room.

“Why aren’t you asleep?”

“I was waiting for you to come home.” Wen Shuang had gotten used to making him a late-night snack before each shift—sometimes wontons, sometimes sweet dumplings; tonight it was dumplings.

She knew that when Ji Shen was busy, he might go all day without eating, and the house was stocked with stomach medicine.

“My little helper is so thoughtful.”

Ever since Wen Shuang had moved in, the house was spotless, and she’d decorated it to feel cozy and warm. It no longer felt cold and unwelcoming like before.

A vase of freshly bought roses stood on the dining table, dew still clinging to the petals.

“Miss Wen, it’s the weekend tomorrow. Is there anywhere you’d like to go?”