Exclusive Pampered Wife: My Wife Came to My Door

Chapter 516 Do You Want to Be My Girlfriend?

"What do you want to do to me?" Ding Le was already annoyed, and Jian Ning's idiotic behavior only made him more irritated. "I'm warning you, I'm not a woman you can bully. Get out of here now!"

Jian Ning raised an eyebrow, the image of Lucy after being slapped flashing through her mind, her eyes darkening, "It really was you. Even if you wanted to stand up for justice, it's not your place to do it!"

"I'm standing up for you! You're not a man at all!" Ding Le was jealous and annoyed. This scumbag cheated on his wife and was so self-righteous. It would be fine if he found a good woman, but he found a bitch and is so in love with her. He's just brain-dead.

"Whether I'm a man or not is none of your business. What did Lucy do to offend you that makes you hate her so much? You're so barbaric, you deserve to still be single. Karma!"

Jian Ning's words struck Ding Le's deepest pain, turning her face deathly pale. Her family was dead, and her comrades had all died before her eyes. Although she had survived, those were the most unbearable pains in her heart.

Jian Ning knew all this perfectly well, yet for the sake of a despicable person, she cruelly reopened her still-healing wounds, rubbing salt into them, causing excruciating pain. She bit her lip tightly; if it weren't for her exceptional self-control, she would have already retaliated.

After speaking, Jian Ning realized what he had said and felt a pang of annoyance. But when he thought of Lucy being beaten, he felt he was right and became even more righteous, "If you dare to provoke Lucy again, I will definitely not let you off easily!"

Ding Le was so consumed by despair that she didn't hear a word Jian Ning said. She was simply powerless against the pain in her heart, and images of blood kept flashing through her mind.

"How do you intend to not let her off easily?" A lazy voice came from behind, unhurried and nonchalant.

Upon hearing the voice, Ding Le turned around abruptly.

The fox slowly approached, its narrow eyes swirling with unsettling emotions. It still wore a smile, but a dark, unfathomable light flickered in its deep eyes.

Jian Ning hadn't had much contact with the fox, but every time he faced this man, he felt a sense of dread. Despite having a baby face and always smiling, he exuded a suffocatingly cold aura.

“I’m talking to her about something, it has nothing to do with you,” Jian Ning said, mustering her courage.

“She’s my woman. If you cause trouble for her, you’re causing trouble for me. How can it be none of my business?” the fox said, putting his arm around Ding Le’s shoulder.

Ding Le was completely dumbfounded. What did she mean by "his woman"? The point was, she didn't know if it was just her imagination, but although they often walked arm in arm before, this time it felt so different.

"Are you done talking? If you are, then get lost. I don't keep trash here." The fox said with a smile, unusually amiable. But it was precisely this smiling face that made people feel uneasy.

Jian Ning clenched his fist: "Ding Le, now that you've been kicked out by Madam, you should stay away from her. People like you only cause trouble." With that, he turned and left.

These words caused Ding Le another pang of pain. He squatted down on the ground, as if he had forgotten to breathe, his mind completely blank.

"Ding Le." Her dazed look worried the fox, who squatted down beside her and said, "Don't take what this pig said to heart, it's not your fault."

"How do you know it's not my fault? You don't even know what happened!" Ding Le shouted, his voice choked with sobs. "Yes, it's all my fault. I only cause trouble, I only make a mess of things. I shouldn't have come back at all... Waaah..."

"Ding Le," the fox called to her, grabbing her arm despite her resistance. "You're not allowed to think like that. Come with me!"

"I'm not going, I'm not going! Where are you taking me? Let go!" Ding Le couldn't beat the fox, so he was simply hoisted onto the fox's shoulder and shoved into the car the next second. "Sit still and don't move!"

This was the first time Ding Le had ever seen a fox angry. Its eyes were filled with fury, a fury that seemed to infect the very air with a terrifying intensity. She involuntarily shrank back. What was wrong with the fox?

Inside the villa, Cao Youyou placed He Cangyuan's portrait on the table, sat opposite him, and stared blankly at him without saying a word. Her expression changed several times, finally turning up the corners of her mouth to reveal a stunning smile.

This man is really quite pitiful.

She took a deep breath, her hand lingering on his face as she whispered, "He Cangyuan, your mission is complete. It's time for you to rest in peace. Rather than suffer the torment of guilt, it's better to end it all. For you, death is the greatest relief. You should be grateful to me."

Suddenly, her face darkened, and she withdrew her hand. "You're lucky enough to enjoy my perfect figure before you die. Hmph, even as a ghost, you should be satisfied."

She approached He Cangyuan only to use him, and now that he's no longer of any use to her, it's time for him to disappear. Having lived for forty-five years, she understood one principle very well: Everyone looks out for themselves!

"Hahaha...hahaha...more than twenty years, Snowden, I've finally waited for you. It's time to settle our scores...hahahaha..."

At this moment, Cao Youyou was no longer the pitiful girl she once was. Her face was contorted with rage, her long hair was disheveled, and she was dressed in white, just like a vengeful ghost from legends.

More than twenty years have passed; it's time to take back everything that belongs to her!

Just then, her phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID, raised an eyebrow, and smiled mischievously. "Good evening, Mr. Snowden. It's really kind of you to go to the trouble of finding my number."

"Cao Youyou, after enduring for over twenty years, your reappearance is nothing more than a search for me. Come out, I'll be waiting for you downstairs." Snowden hung up the phone before Cao Youyou could speak.

Cao Youyou's pupils suddenly contracted, and she slammed her fist into He Cangyuan's portrait in front of her, causing it to bleed profusely.

This man is still the same as he was more than twenty years ago—arrogant and haughty!

More than twenty years ago, she was just a young woman who had come of age. She went to great lengths to go abroad, using every means to win over this man. How naive and innocent she was back then, foolishly believing that she could stay there forever and settle down. However…

Her fists were clenched tightly, she gritted her teeth, and a flame of anger flickered in her eyes.

She wants revenge; she wants to take back everything that belongs to her!

The fox drove to a cemetery, an area exuding a desolate and tragic atmosphere. The car stopped, but the fox didn't get out for a long time. Ding Le turned to him, looking curiously, "What are you doing here?"

The fox kept a somber expression and remained silent.

After waiting a while longer, Ding Le finally couldn't hold back any longer. "You damn fox, what are you up to? I want to go back!"

"Ding Le," the fox suddenly called out to her, "what do you see me as in your heart?"

Ding Le's breath hitched, and she looked at him in disbelief. What did he mean?

She blinked: "Are you out of your mind? What's wrong with you? Let's go back. What are we doing in a place like this?"

"I'm serious." The fox rarely put away his smile.

Ding Le blinked: "Haven't you always thought I wasn't a woman..."

“I joined the army at eighteen, and it’s been ten years now. I don’t know how to get along with normal people.” The fox’s eyes narrowed as he said directly, “I entered the orphanage at sixteen. Although I was the oldest, I was often bullied, and I was even almost beaten to death once…”

"!!!"

"Later, the hospital director found me and took me to see a doctor. I started to reject everyone and vowed to make myself strong and invincible. I joined the army at eighteen. I was the most hardworking. I was willing to risk my life and shed my blood. I went wherever there was danger. Looking at the ground stained with the blood of my comrades, I didn't know what else I could do but cry out in grief."

"I've become stronger, but I've also found myself increasingly lonely and less and less able to get along with people. Until I was transferred to the commander's side and met you..."

Ding Le was completely stunned. Was the fox confessing his feelings to her? Was she dreaming?

"you……"

"When I was by your side, I always wanted to be closer to you, even closer, but I don't know how to get along with people or how to please girls, so I could only watch you from afar."

Ding Le gasped sharply; she knew nothing about any of this.

The fox seemed nonchalant as it continued slowly, "Later, I found myself becoming increasingly dissatisfied. I wanted to talk to you, to be a part of your life. I learned to communicate with people, to get along with people, and then I realized that everything wasn't so difficult. It's just that when I talk to you, I seem to lose control of myself..."

"Everyone says that guys will do incredible things for the women they like. I think it's incredible that I go against you and always enjoy seeing you get angry. If you go to the battlefield, I'll go with you; if you're injured, I'll stay by your side; if you're happy, I'll be happy; if you're sad, I'll feel bad too."

“Fox…” Ding Le felt a dull ache in his heart and had an urge to hug him and comfort him.

“Ding Le, I have no family, only comrades-in-arms. But my comrades-in-arms are leaving me one by one. I am not as strong as I imagined, and I am afraid of losing them again.” He took a deep breath, opened the car door for her to get out, and then walked step by step towards the cemetery.

"My mother and my people are buried here. If you don't mind, come with me to see them."

Ding Le hesitated for a moment, pursed his lips, and finally followed her inside.

The cemetery was vast, filled with tombstones. Because it was night, even the scattered lights only amplified the eeriness. She wasn't afraid of ghosts; on the battlefield, people were far more terrifying than ghosts. She simply felt a profound sense of desolation, an overwhelming and uncontrollable sorrow.

Finally, she and the fox stopped in front of a tombstone. The fox turned its head to look at her and said, "This is my mother."

Ding Le saw the photo; it showed a very kind woman, especially when she smiled, she exuded a warm and comforting aura. She didn't know what the fox was saying to his mother, she just quietly closed her eyes.

She didn't say anything, just stood there quietly, occasionally glancing at the fox, this grinning man, who shared the same pain as her, the same suffocating despair.

As they were leaving, the fox suddenly asked, "Don't you want to know what I said to my mother?"

Ding Le shook his head: "That's your secret."

“I have a girlfriend,” the fox said bluntly. “Her name is Ding Le. She’s not a very virtuous woman. She’s quite wild.”

Ding Le froze, first taken aback by his opening words, then furious. "You damned fox, you rotten fox, you've ruined my reputation! I'm going to kill you!" With that, she lunged at him.

The fox dodged and fought back until the two were exhausted and finally lay down on a small hill not far from the cemetery.

The fox looked at her and asked, "Want to be my girlfriend?"

Ding Le's face flushed slightly.

"Maybe I can't give you anything, but everything I have is yours, including my life."

Ding Le froze, a gentle breeze brushing her face, soft and warm. Her eyes gazed at the night sky, bright yet moist.