Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Where's your pride, Boss?

 Everyone couldn't help but shudder upon hearing his mushy proclamation. This was totally unexpected. They had thought that she was the one being bullied at home, but it turned out that it was quite the contrary.

 The woman's face was as red as a beet.

 “Eh?”

 “Hey, little sister-in-law, be truthful with us. Did our chief ever punish you at home?”

 With push-ups, squats, or running? The gang could still recall the tremendous punishment they had been forced to endure by him in the past, when ten-kilometer runs had been a regular part of their day.

 “What kind of question is this? Do you think our boss would have the heart to torture her?”

 “I want to hear it straight from the horse's mouth.”

 The woman turned around to confirm this suspicion. “Nope, he didn't.”

 “So who reigns over the house now?”

 “It depends on the situation.”

 Beads of perspiration had gathered on the man's forehead by now while he was urging the lady in his husky voice. “Go on.”

 “How many more left?” she asked.

 “How many more?” Everyone was stupefied by the sudden question. Was someone counting earlier? What was the last number they counted to?

 “Who's counting?”

 “700!” Mo Jiangye used this opportunity to shout out this number and got up from the mat, grabbing the woman at the same time. She was caught off guard by his swift action.

 “Hey, Boss, that's cheating! We didn't count.”

 The man merely snorted. “But I did.”

 “Did you really complete the 700 push-ups?”

 “That's impossible! Chief has deceived us!”

 The chieftain ignored their protest as he wiped off the perspiration on his forehead with the towel next to him.

 He might just eat her up if he continued this exercise!

 “Alright, alright. Let's start the next activity.” Xu Xu quickly put a stop to this clamor.

 The lady felt dumbfounded on the spot. Another activity? What else is there? Oh, one more thing…

 She reached with her hand to tug at the hemline behind her. Her face had turned a terrible shade by then, and she looked utterly disgusted and embarra.s.sed at the same time.

 “What happened, sister-in-law?”

 “What's wrong, sis-in-law?”

 Her lips tensed up as she replied, “Nothing. Where's the washroom?”

 “It's over there.”

 Mo Jiangye took a glance at her and told the rest, “Enough with these games. She hasn't had lunch yet.”

 “Got it. I'll get the lunch ready so she can have her meal now.”

 “Let me bring her to the washroom.”

 “Alright, Boss. We'll continue after lunch. He he…”

 The hall immediately quietened down as everyone started to disperse. They could not wait to return for more after lunch!

 As Ye Erruo hurried along the long, narrow corridor with the man beside her, she was hurled into his embrace by his big, strong arms.

 “Has it leaked?”

 “I didn't expect this.” She was really upset. “My period is supposed to end soon. How the h.e.l.l did this happen?”

 Thankfully, her outfit was dark enough to mask any stains.

 “Is your tummy hurting?”

 “No.”

 While heading in the direction of the washroom, the man carried her through another corner in a different direction before they reached a room.

 Bo Yu brought over a fresh change of clothes and some essential items shortly.

 “Let me take a shower.”

 The man rolled up his sleeves and walked into the bathroom to prepare a hot tub. “Come over here.”

 “You can go out now. I can take care of myself.”

 “Allowing you to bathe in a room with no heater is considered a great concession on my part,” he retorted. There was no way he would allow her to do this by herself in this freezing temperature.

 “Your clothes are wet!” she reminded him solemnly.

 He pretended not to hear her as he tugged her under the showerhead. Resisting was futile.

 His actions were fast. Within minutes, he had washed and cleaned her up simply. Reaching for the warm, heavy bath towel inside the room, he snugly wrapped it around her in no time.

 “Mo Jiangye, I'm not a kid.” She snarled through gritted teeth.

 “How do you use this?” the man asked with a frown, dipping his head to have a closer look at the sanitary napkin.