Tyrant Son-in-law

However, Yue Yihan dragged him into the bedroom as soon as he got home.    

In the living room, Yue Nanshan and Wang Xiulan were dumbfounded at this scene. No matter how bad the relationship between the couple was, they had never fought like this. At most, she would just slap him.    

Could it be … Yue Yihan was going to propose a divorce!?    

The more Wang Xiulan thought about it, the more excited she became. She took out her phone and texted Yue Yihan's male friend, asking when he would be back.    

"Auntie, I'll return home tomorrow."    

When Wang Xiulan saw the text message, she jumped and screamed in excitement. Yue Nanshan, who was at the side, was shocked and nearly had a heart attack.    

Yue Yihan locked the bedroom door and glared at Hu Yiming.    

"Honey, why are you looking at me like that? Did I do something wrong?" Hu Yiming asked in a weak voice. A few days ago, he had angered his entire family because he didn't pick up her aunt and her family.    

"You're asking me? Don't you know what you've done?"    

Hu Yiming was shocked. Yue Yihan didn't mention anything about her aunt these few days. As expected, she wanted to settle the score all at once!    

"Honey, I was wrong! I didn't go to the station to pick up your aunt …"    

"Don't change the subject with me. That thing is over!" Yue Yihan interrupted Hu Yiming. "Let me ask you. Why did you get involved with Huolian and her boyfriend?"    

"Ah?"    

Only then did Hu Yiming heave a sigh of relief. He wasn't aware that he was smiling. Yue Yihan said that that thing had already been over, so she meant that she was no longer angry?    

However, Tang Huolian was unreliable. He had helped her a lot, but she had reported him to his wife instead!    

"You're still smiling? I'm asking you why you fought with him!?"    

Yue Yihan exploded in anger. Hu Yiming didn't even take her words seriously!    

"I …" Hu Yiming told her what happened on the street in detail, but he still left out a few details. For example, he asked Han Hsingyu to apologize to Yue Yihan, or he just pinched Han Hsingyu's wrist twice.    

"Is that all?"    

Yue Yihan asked doubtfully, "Then what does Huolian mean by saying this to me?"    

She opened her phone and showed Hu Yiming.    

"Yihan, your husband looks so cool when he beats someone up. He's not that much of a useless man!"    

"Ah, I almost forgot to tell you. He fought for you!"    

"Don't forget to thank him for me? I forgot to do so!"    

Yue Yihan turned off her cell phone and asked, "What do it mean? You fought for me? Tell me what happened!"    

She had called Tang Huolian to ask about the situation, but she just beat about the bush, saying that she should try to accept her husband and whatnot.    

What was all this about?    

Hu Yiming could only lie. "Tang Huolian is your best friend. If she's been beaten up, of course I'll fight for your sake. If you don't like it, I'll just avoid her from now on."    

"You!"    

Yue Yihan didn't know what to say.    

If she didn't say anything, it meant that she just silently allowed Hu Yiming to fight. With his weak strength, who could he beat?    

However, if she did not allow him to fight, it would seem as if she was being jealous of Tang Huolian …    

She actually got jealous of Tang Huolian?    

Yue Yihan immediately denied this thought, and said with irritation, "Whatever!"    

Bang!    

She slammed the door and went out.    

The next day, Hu Yiming went to Fleeting Time Corporation early. Today was the day of the underground boxing competition, and he was going there to "be supportive".    

He arranged for Wu Tiehzhu to keep an eye on the several big companies on the market. If Huixiong went to the underground boxing ring, then he wouldn't have time to care about the companies that were operating on the market.    

This could also be a breakthrough.    

When Qinglang arrived, they immediately set off.    

Piao Chong could be of great help. Unfortunately, he couldn't come to Huixiong's territory. Hu Yiming promised to ensure his safety, so he didn't let him follow.    

On the floor B3 of a shopping mall, the clamor was deafening.    

Most people only knew that this shopping mall had two floors underground: the underground supermarket on B1, and the parking lot on B2.    

There was a private warehouse of the supermarket. From time to time, there were people sneaking in. The moment the security guards saw it, they would turn a blind eye. That was the entrance to the underground boxing ring.    

When they arrived at the underground boxing ring, a wave of heat rushed over. The people inside had long started to enjoy themselves.    

On the stage, two big, muscular men were boxing with each other. The taller man's elbow landed heavily on the other man's back, and with a 'crack' sound, the game was ended.    

"Wow! How cool!"    

"Tarzan has maintained his twenty consecutive victories, and there will be no more rivals!"    

At this moment, Tarzan's fists were hammering incessantly in the air, and he was howling with his index finger extended to provoke the crowd.    

Many people in the audience had wanted to show off their skills, but after hearing the results of their Tarzan's consecutive victories, and seeing the miserable ending of his opponent, they all became timid.    

Honor was important, but life was much more valuable.    

Beside Tarzan, the host, who appeared much smaller in size, shouted excitedly, "Is there anyone else? As long as you can defeat Tarzan, his record of twenty consecutive victories will belong to you!"    

Of course, his words were only to encourage people to go up on stage. However, under the temptation of such great honor, still no one dared to go up.    

Qinglang whispered in Hu Yiming's ear, "This Tarzan is a solo fighter under Huixiong. He can both attack and defend, and his fist is like a cannonball. Hitting him is just like hitting an armored tank! He is a tough one!"    

The host glanced at the crowd and saw that although they all had the urge to leap forward, they did not actually take any action. In the end, he said in disappointment, "Nobody? I will count to three. if there's still no one who wants to challenge Tarzan, then I will announce him as the champion of this competition!"    

"Three!"    

"Two!"    

"Wait a minute!"    

The crowd looked towards the source of the noise. At the entrance of the arena, a man with a broken arm walked in.    

Tubao arrived. This time, he didn't even bring a single underling.    

"This cripple isn't a fool, is he? Tarzan had already won twenty matches in a row!"    

"Shut up. Do you know who this is? Tubao! If you don't know anything, just shut up so no one would know what an idiot you actually are!"    

Tubao ignored the noise from the audience and went straight to the arena.    

"Here it comes."    

Qinglang's expression was grave. He had just watched the fight between Tarzan and he felt that Tubao was just courting death.    

Hu Yiming just watched and didn't say anything.    

To be honest, even though Tubao was here to seek revenge on Huixiong, he still somehow used Tubao. If Tubao was truly not a match for Tarzan, he would feel a bit guilty.    

At most, he would just let Lin Jieyu's cosmetics company head towards the entire country and even the whole world!    

"Tubao! You …" The host seemed to have lost his composure.    

Of course he was also Huixiong's man. He also knew the grudge between Huixiong and Tubao. Obviously, Tubao was here for revenge.    

However, Huixiong's plan was not to attract his enemies!    

"Zhang Wei, you don't welcome me?" Tubao glanced over. The host, Zhang Wei, had worked with him many times before.    

"How come! Of course I welcome you! Everyone! Let's welcome the new challenger, Tubao!" How could the host dare to not welcome him? Tubao could beat him to death with a single punch.    

Crash!    

There was applause and whistling from the audience.    

On one side was Tarzan, who had won twenty consecutive victories. On the other side was Tubao, whose prestige had not diminished in the slightest.    

The show had begun!