Admiral, Your Wife Is Gone ABO - Chapter 7
Husband, Luo Le called out.
Du Wei’s vision swam as he heard the title.
This man is Admiral Huo’s wife?
I’m done for…
He stammered, Admiral Huo…
The others were nearly suffocating under the oppressive aura emanating from Huo Lanjing.
Huo Lanjing didn’t acknowledge him, casting a disdainful glance at Du Wei. You said you’d make someone’s life unbearable?
Du Wei’s legs went weak with terror. He bowed deeply, apologizing profusely. Admiral Huo, I’m so sorry! I was blind to your status and offended your wife. Please forgive my ignorance and treat me like a fart—just let me go!
Luo Le pressed himself against Huo Lanjing’s arm, nuzzling his head against it.
Husband, he complained, this man stole the chip I made!
Huo Lanjing paused, instinctively wanting to push him away. But noticing the surrounding crowd, he restrained himself.
He shot a subtle glance at Lin Ye.
Lin Ye understood immediately, stepping forward.
According to Article 8 of the Empire’s Intellectual Property Rights Law, as stipulated in the Linze Treaty, Fifth Planet has the right to enforce Imperial law. Unauthorized appropriation or impersonation of another’s work requires compensation for both economic losses and emotional distress.
Luo Le had poured his heart into mecha since childhood. Moreover, due to his stepbrother’s actions, he harbored a deep resentment toward anyone who stole his achievements related to mecha.
My chip has been patented by the Empire’s Research Institute, and I suspect Lone Wolf is operating illegally.
Feng Cheng had once told Luo Le that the Du Family acted like bullies on Fifth Planet.
Now was the perfect opportunity to teach Du Wei a lesson and deter him from engaging in monopolistic practices in the future.
Lin Ye paused before continuing, For illegally appropriating patented knowledge and works, you will be exiled to Planet 55 for fifty years.
Du Wei’s mental defenses completely collapsed. Abandoning all dignity, he dropped to his knees before Luo Le with a thud.
Madam General, it’s all my fault. I apologize to you. Please forgive me just this once. I promise it won’t happen again.
Luo Le’s emotions were indescribable. Just moments ago, Du Wei had been arrogant and haughty, but now he was kneeling at Luo Le’s feet.
Luo Le felt no satisfaction, only pity.
Aren’t you leaving?
Luo Le turned to find that Huo Lanjing had already walked quite a distance while he was lost in thought, his pace steady and unwavering.
Luo Le hurried forward, taking Huo Lanjing’s arm as they continued their departure together.
Unseen by anyone, Du Wei’s face gradually twisted into a mask of despair, tinged with madness.
Back in the hovercar, only the two of them were present.
Lin Ye was in the hovercar ahead, the one Luo Le had been driving earlier.
Huo Lanjing seemed unwilling to speak, closing his eyes as if feigning sleep.
Luo Le leaned closer, staring intently at Huo Lanjing.
His gaze traced from the man’s high, straight nose to his thin, flushed lips. He still remembered the sensation of their first kiss.
Only then had Huo Lanjing shed his usual coldness, his kisses both tender and biting, his hand pressed against Luo Le’s forehead as if he wanted to crush him.
But Huo Lanjing had been drunk that night, and that remained their only true kiss.
Afterward, their relationship deepened into greater intimacy.
Yet even in the heat of passion, Huo Lanjing avoided touching Luo Le’s lips.
Any subsequent kisses were merely fleeting pecks Luo Le forced upon him, hardly worthy of the name.
At this thought, Luo Le’s face clouded with melancholy.
Huo Lanjing suddenly opened his eyes, his vision filled with Luo Le’s magnified face.
On that palm-sized face, every line was perfect. Thick, slightly curled lashes framed eyes adorned with a teardrop mole beneath them, adding to its radiant charm.
He had to admit, Luo Le’s face was flawless.
If anyone else had married him, they would have spoiled him rotten.
But Luo Le had married Huo Lanjing.
Get off, Huo Lanjing said, his voice cold and distant.
Luo Le realized he had unconsciously settled onto Huo Lanjing’s lap.
With reddening ears, Luo Le stubbornly retorted, What? Can’t I sit on my own husband’s lap? I’m not just going to sit—I’m going to straddle you.
Giving Huo Lanjing no chance to resist, Luo Le straddled his lap, facing him directly.
Huo Lanjing ……
Get off.
Luo Le wrapped his arms around Huo Lanjing’s neck. No way! By the way, why were you there, hubby? Could it be…
Huo Lanjing cut him off. No.
Even if you don’t say it, I know. The Du Family invited you, right?
When Huo Lanjing remained silent, Luo Le knew he’d guessed correctly.
Get off.
Huo Lanjing grabbed Luo Le’s waist, trying to push him off.
But Luo Le clung too tightly, and the attempt failed.
No.
Huo Lanjing slowly pried Luo Le’s arm from his neck with one hand, while his other hand gripped Luo Le’s waist and pushed him to the left.
Luo Le continued to cling, refusing to budge.
Amidst their playful struggle, a red cord flashed before Luo Le’s eyes. He paused, then reached out and pulled the cord free.
A green pendant hung from the cord.
Luo Le tried to remove it, but Huo Lanjing seized his wrist, holding it firmly in place.
What’s this?
Huo Lanjing didn’t even glance at him, replying expressionlessly, None of your business.
Huo Lanjing had always hated wearing jewelry. Luo Le had bought him necklaces before, but he’d never seen him wear them.
Even their wedding ring remained unworn.
Many on StarNet mocked Luo Le for this, claiming he couldn’t keep his husband, that his husband didn’t love him.