My Jealous and Beautiful Villainous Wife (ABO) - Chapter 8

Long Ao snapped out of his daze and looked up at Long Xiao’s strikingly handsome, cold face. Feeling slightly awkward, he greeted him, Hey, Xiao Xiao.

Long Xiao ……

Ye Shu ……

Long Xiao let out a soft sigh and said to Long Ao, Ancestor, come with me.

These five simple words, delivered in a flat tone, carried an inexplicable weight. Long Ao felt a sudden pang of anxiety under the piercing gaze of those golden eyes.

How could just five words carry such lethal force…?

With this thought, Long Ao glanced at Ye Shu, who was still standing frozen in place, and silently rose to his feet with surprising agility.

Sigh… I finally found a decent-looking kid, and then Xiao Xiao had to show up.

Long Xiao and Long Ao left quickly. Ye Shu stood rooted to the spot, his gaze fixed blankly on their retreating figures.

Especially that white-haired old man—he had been trembling when he arrived, but now he was striding away with the speed of a young man?

And why did he feel this strange emptiness in his chest?

Ye Shu pressed a bewildered hand to his chest. Not far away, Wen He, who hadn’t been paying attention to the scene, did the same.

The two sat in the car. Long Ao silently patted his face, then turned to Long Xiao beside him, forcing a sheepish smile.

Ha ha, ha ha, Xiao Xiao, don’t tell Great-Grandmother, okay? I’m heading back right now, right now.

Indeed, the Great-Grandmother Long Ao referred to was his formidable wife—a fiery red dragon with a notoriously explosive temper.

Long Xiao gripped the steering wheel, his lips twitching into a strained, insincere smile. His voice was flat as he said, Ancestor, the person you were just talking to was my rival’s mistress.

This single, information-packed sentence instantly crashed Long Ao’s brain.

For a few silent seconds, the car hung in stunned stillness.

Long Ao was now sweating profusely. He pulled out a handkerchief from somewhere and silently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Truth be told, Long Xiao was far more troublesome than his wife. The young man was a devil you couldn’t afford to provoke.

Despite his youth, Long Xiao’s strength rivaled that of middle-aged dragons. What made him even more infuriating were his Ancestral Dragon grandfather and father.

They wouldn’t even need to call on the Great-Grandfather Long Xiao’s grandfather alone could beat Long Ao into a whimpering mess.

The simple truth was that Gem Dragons were inherently stronger than Five-Colored Dragons, let alone those with Ancestral Dragon bl00d.

In those brief seconds, a thousand thoughts raced through Long Ao’s mind. I’m so old, and I’d be beaten by a junior? I’d be the laughingstock of the clan…

Long Ao’s eyes widened, cold sweat breaking out as his imagination ran wild. He swallowed hard.

…Wait, you mean… you’re the rival, and he’s the… the other man?

How could it be something so complicated? Ha ha, ha ha ha… Long Ao forced a laugh, trying to lighten the mood.

Long Xiao remained composed, his expression unchanged as he calmly explained, I’m currently pursuing Si An, the Omega from the Si Family.

And the Omega from earlier… he slept with Si An’s ex-fiancé, the one who was supposed to marry Si An but got dumped.

Long Ao ?

After Long Xiao finished his lengthy explanation, Long Ao felt his brain short-circuiting. How do these young people manage such complicated relationships these days?

He narrowed his eyes, trying to untangle the mess.

After a long pause, Long Ao looked up from his phone at Long Xiao and said, Oh, I get it now, Xiao. Your wife used to have a fiancé she wasn’t even engaged to yet.

Then, right before your wife was supposed to marry him, her fiancé slept with that Omega from earlier, right?

Long Xiao nodded. Not quite right, but close enough. Something like that, I guess.

Seeing Long Xiao nod, Long Ao let out a sigh of relief and put away his phone.

Phew, thank goodness Xiao Xiao arrived in time. Otherwise, I might have actually tried to help that poor but resilient little omega.

I almost did a good deed that would have backfired spectacularly, stabbing my own family’s junior in the back.

Screech—

The car came to a smooth stop. Long Ao stared at the airport entrance ahead, his expression shifting through a series of emotions before finally settling on panic. He turned to Long Xiao, his voice urgent,

Wait, seriously? Xiao Xiao, are you really sending Ancestor back to Dragon Island already?

Long Ao was so agitated he accidentally yanked out two strands of his beard. He stared at Long Xiao in disbelief.

I finally managed to sneak out for some fresh air, and now I’m being dragged back the moment I step foot outside?

Unfortunately, Long Xiao met his gaze with a firm nod.

Let’s go home, Ancestor. Let’s go home.

With that, Long Xiao got out of the car, walked around to Long Ao’s side, opened the door, and grabbed Long Ao’s arm, pulling him out of the vehicle.

It was a technique of hidden strength—astonishingly powerful yet painless. Long Ao was completely immobilized.

Long Xiao’s face remained cold as he spoke, his icy words even colder

Ancestor, the private jet is already chartered. Today, you will return home.

Long Ao QAQ

After seeing Long Ao onto the plane, Long Xiao rushed straight back home without even stopping for a drink or a rest. He immediately ducked into the walk-in closet and emerged moments later, transformed into a handsome man.

Special Assistant Chen’s messages had already arrived on Long Xiao’s phone

President Long, should I arrange dinner with President Si?

Understood, President Long. It’s been arranged.

President Long, are you there? Please reply.

Long Xiao glanced at the messages, a flicker of satisfaction in his narrow eyes.

As a young dragon fresh from Dragon Island, Long Xiao wasn’t yet fully accustomed to modern communication methods. After all, on the island, communication relied entirely on roaring. He was still struggling to navigate the 5G network, barely managing to stay in the 2G era.

This often made it difficult for his assistant to reach him, but fortunately, his assistant was worth every penny—remarkably perceptive and efficient.

His fingers moved swiftly across the screen, sending two short, decisive words

Raise salary.

Special Assistant Chen replied almost instantly Thank you, President Long! Wishing you all the best, prosperity, and success in all your endeavors!

Long Xiao raised an eyebrow, put his phone away, and felt deeply moved by his subordinate’s ambition. He resolved to give them promotions and raises more frequently in the future.

Meanwhile, on the other side of town—

President Si, are we really transferring the project originally partnered with Wen Corporation to Longxiao Group? Assistant Su stood before Si An’s desk, her expression puzzled.

This project was practically a gift from Si Corporation to Wen Corporation, with profits exceeding the 2% profit margin Longxiao Group had offered earlier that morning. Why, after terminating the partnership with Wen Corporation, would they now collaborate with Longxiao on such a loss-making venture?

In her opinion, such unprofitable deals were better left undone. Yet, even as Assistant Su harbored these thoughts, she would never openly question Si An’s decisions as the one in power.

Si An merely glanced up at Assistant Su, his gaze fleeting, before saying, Assistant Su, just do as I say.

After issuing the command, Si An, for some rare reason, added an explanation

Although this project’s profit margin is relatively low, it will greatly benefit the group’s image and reputation.

Assistant Su lowered her head, her bangs obscuring her eyes, adopting a submissive posture.

Though still puzzled, she had no right to question Si An’s decision. She simply bowed slightly, turned, and retreated from the office.

Watching the office door close behind her, Si An relaxed his body, leaning back against the chair.

He removed his glasses and gently pinched the bridge of his nose, his expression weary.

Si An isn’t so easily won over, nor would he accept such a lavish gift without reason.

A few hundred million in profit? Is that supposed to impress me?

It’s a decent sum, but nothing extraordinary.

The Si Corporation has never lagged behind the Long Corporation. There’s no need to compromise my principles for such a paltry amount, especially when it would leave me indebted to Long Xiao.

If Long Xiao thinks he can buy my loyalty with money, he’s sorely mistaken.