My Mafia Darling: Love In Every Life

Chapter 2: Yan Jiang

"Aslan, when did I become your wife? Get off me, get off!”

Aslan was still stubbornly holding Tera. He said:

"Tera, don't be mad at me. Let's go home to solve our argument, don't be like that."

Tera pushed Aslan away. She was drunk, but she was not easygoing. She pointed to the man who had just hugged her waist, eloquently saying she wanted to follow him. She would rather follow a stranger than continue to fall into this trap called Aslan.

"Get out, get out, I want to follow him, not you Aslan."

Tera silently spitted on Aslan. She sarcastically stated:

“You should go and build up your feelings for your sister Abel. Don't bother me!"

She really couldn't understand. Aslan was such a bastard. It wasn't enough for him to ruin all of Abel's relationships, now he wants to ruin Tera's relationship even more. Tera felt he was like a mad dog, biting everywhere.

The man who had been holding her waist just now stood aside as the observer, his eyes flashing with amusement. Tera did not look at him, she spoke to Aslan:

"Aslan, don't arrogate yourself, since when did I become your wife?"

Aslan glanced at the man and asked Tera:

"You're not my wife, but whose wife are you?"

Tera sneered, did he think he was still the one saying what she hear? She staggered against the chair and rolled her eyes at the two men. She suddenly pointed at the strange man and eloquently declared:

“This is my husband, and what are you to suddenly come out and recognize that you are my husband?”

The man was a bit surprised. He had been watching this conversation all this while, still trying his best to be an unrelated person, but this girl, time and time again, dragged him in. What a strange girl.

Tera looked at him as if begging. He sighed, softly smiled and said to Aslan:

"Hey man, would you mind getting off her hand?"

Tera looked at Aslan's hand which still holding on her wrist, frowning. This guy was so stubborn. She shouted to the strange man:

“Husband… Huhu, how can you still stand there when you see your wife being taken as someone else? Please come and help me!"

It was really, really, really reluctant! Tera hoped he would help her get rid of Aslan's demon claws.

The man lowered his head and dialed the phone, when he raised his head again, he calmly spoke to Aslan:

“Mr. Aslan, I told you, I'd like you to let her go. Can't you see she's annoying?"

Aslan stubbornly picked up Tera, he did not bother to answer the man. He thought that was a kidding. Telling him that was Tera's husband, it was rather to say that he believed that a man could give birth.

Aslan just carried Tera for two steps, the voice of that man from behind him resounded:

“Aslan Wang, the heir of the Wang family, 30 years old, is currently the CEO of Wang company, previously studied economics abroad, but returned home at the age of 25. Within 5 years from the age of 25 to 30, he obtained 2 more university degrees in the field of information technology and international business. He is a rare talent in the country.”

Aslan stopped and turned his head to look at the person who spoke in disbelief. Tera listened to that episode of his, the alcohol's drunken yeast flew away in an instant.

The man smiled, and continued to say:

"Your family has 4 people, a younger sister named Abel Wang. She has just graduated from the Academy of Theater and Cinema, a novice actress, father is president of Wang company, mother is a famous former actress who has retired."

Tera panicked and instantly jumped from Aslan's hand to the ground. She approached the man: "Husband, you're so great! It's only been 10 minutes that you can look up his ancestral genealogy."

Aslan's brow furrowed as if he had stuck a piece of hot pepper, he was still looking at that man, and gloomily asked:

"Who are you? How do you know me so well?"

The man shrugged and hugged Tera. He pushed his glasses over his eyes and raised his phone: "There's all the information about you on the internet."

Although he was still talking to Aslan, he turned to look at Tera. He smiled:

"Hello, Aslan Wang. I'm Tera's husband, nice to meet you. You probably know me too, I'm Yan Jiang."

Both Aslan and Tera turned pale, their blood seemed to flow backward.

What? Yan Jiang? The dangerous black boss in their country, Yan Jiang?

Wanted international criminals, ruthless murder, drug trafficking, arms trafficking, human trafficking, loan sharking...

A group of phrases appeared in Tera's mind, causing her to panic. This was her experience after having watched a series of action movies about gangsters and mafias.

Unexpectedly, Yan Jiang - the mafia boss who appeared and disappeared, was standing in front of her.

She once thought that the mafia boss must be an old man, his face always showed a cold and unapproachable expression, his eyes were sharp, and his whole body exuded a dangerous aura that made it difficult for others to approach. But this man was completely different from her imagination. Although he was also tall, his face and aura are very gentle. His eyeglasses made him poise and serious, and he also looked very intelligent. She couldn't imagine such a person as a notorious mafia boss. She clutched her chest and stammered in fear:

“I… Mr. Jiang, you calm down, we… can we talk…”

Tera screamed in her heart: Mother! Look at that enchanting face! It doesn't look like a mafia in any way? Also wearing glasses, hair parted in two, he looked like a university lecturer with full of knowledge.

She was extremely skeptical as she watched him from top to bottom. She hesitantly whispered in his ear:

“But… you guy, anyway, Yan Jiang is a boss. You don't look like a boss! Are you… kidding me?”

Aslan stood to one side, staring at Yan Jiang's hand which was holding Tera's waist. The astonishment passed, he himself felt doubt. He doubted: That dude's name Yan Jiang? Childish trickery or what? He looked more like a playboy than a mafia.

Yan Jiang looked at Tera, then he looked at Aslan Wang's suspicious face. He softly smiled. He leaned close to Tera's ear and whispered back:

“I have nothing to prove, you can believe or not. But should we finish this play now?"

"Oh, yes. Thanks for supporting me, sir!"