Billionaire's Long Journey of Chasing His Love
Chapter 143 - 138: Do You Think I Would Believe That? (Second Update)

Chapter 143: Chapter 138: Do You Think I Would Believe That? (Second Update)

Yi Luowa nodded worriedly. She hoped Ai Ni’s trip wouldn’t be in vain. After all, Ai Ni wasn’t young anymore—she deserved a good match. "Tong Airui, Sister Ai Ni..."

"Just call her Ai Ni or refer to her as Old Six. No calling them sister or brother anymore. You’re their fourth sister-in-law!"

Yi Luowa pouted. "Got it."

"What were you about to say?" Tong Airui playfully bumped her forehead.

"Forgot." Yi Luowa tilted her head back, grumbling discontentedly, "I’m already dull, and now you’ve made me dumber with that bump."

Tong Airui chuckled and pulled her into his arms. "Being a little dumb is good. If you figured everything out and handled it all yourself, what would you need me for?"

"Tong Airui, I remember now. I wanted to ask you—what if your grand-uncle or your grandma doesn’t agree with us being together? What would you do?" Yi Luowa mumbled uneasily in his embrace.

"I choose my wife myself—no one would object. Even if they did, I wouldn’t endure it like You Jia and Ai Ni. Besides, everyone in the family knows my temperament. Pretty much anything I decide, no one dares oppose it."

As Tong Airui said this, his tone carried a hint of dominance. Yi Luowa pursed her lips and looked at him blankly.

Tong Airui quickly noticed her reaction and teased with a smile, "Are you thinking about how to deal with such a domineering person in the future?"

Yi Luowa nodded without hesitation.

"You’ve seen my dad, right? He’s super domineering, but ever since he married my mom, he consults her on everything."

Yi Luowa smiled. "So you’re saying you’ll consult with me in the future too?"

"I won’t consult." Tong Airui smirked mischievously.

Yi Luowa pouted. "I always knew you were an especially domineering guy!"

Tong Airui laughed. "Angry? Wait, hear me out first. Between the two of us, I won’t consult because in our home, you’ll be the one calling the shots."

Yi Luowa gazed at him and smiled. "Fourth Brother, do you think I’ll believe that?"

She called him Fourth Brother! Tong Airui felt an inexplicable flutter in his chest. Everyone called him Fourth Brother—he hadn’t thought much of it before. But from Yi Luowa’s lips, those two words sounded like the sweetest melody in the world.

"Wife, how about you call me Fourth Brother from now on?"

Yi Luowa eyed him skeptically, noticing the flush on his face. Confused, she asked, "Are you in need of a little sister?"

"I need a wife!" Tong Airui grinned and kissed her lips.

At first, he was gentle, but the kiss grew wild. His lips trailed down to her swan-like neck, where he lightly bit her.

Yi Luowa struggled to push against his shoulders. "Stop, someone might see us!"

"Say Fourth Brother!" Tong Airui looked up at her and said, "Call me Fourth Brother and I won’t bite."

"Fourth Brother—" Yi Luowa dragged the word out reluctantly.

Tong Airui bent down and gave her another bite. "Speak properly!"

Yi Luowa let out a muffled whimper from the pain and, furrowing her brows, yelled, "Tong Old Fourth, you sick cat! What, you think I’m a pushover because I’ve been holding back?!"

"Haha..." Tong Airui laughed so hard his chest shook. "This sick cat can easily deal with you, little sick cat. Want to test me?"

Yi Luowa saw him lower his head again and quickly shielded her neck. "Fourth Brother, I was just kidding—don’t bite anymore."

"You should’ve said that sooner and saved yourself from all this." Tong Airui laughed and pulled her hand away. Seeing that the bite mark wasn’t too obvious, he finally relaxed and reclined back—a precaution to avoid the trouble of her making a fuss if the mark were visible.

"Is there a mark?" Yi Luowa glared at him, puffing up her cheeks.

"No." Tong Airui shook his head.

"If there is one, just wait—I’ll definitely get back at you!" Yi Luowa reached for her phone.

"There really isn’t." Tong Airui grabbed her hand. "Weren’t you curious about my childhood stories? Want me to tell you some?"

Yi Luowa’s interest sparked immediately. "Yes! Tell me, I’d love to hear it."

"But after I finish, you’ve got to share some of your childhood stories too."

"Sure! Though my childhood was mostly full of mischief, nothing much to talk about." Yi Luowa leaned her head back. "Were you mischievous as a kid?"

"I wasn’t. Actually, none of us were really mischievous. After finishing homework, we’d play games together. Besides games, our biggest pastime was watching my sister and her husband."

Yi Luowa chuckled. "You mean like keeping an eye on Ai Ni and You Jia?"

Tong Airui shook his head, laughing. "Even more intense than watching Ai Ni and You Jia. My brother-in-law used to live at our place as a kid—and we had no choice but to keep tabs on him."

"You guys are really something!" Yi Luowa shook her head helplessly.

"Later on, I didn’t care much about keeping an eye on people anymore—because I fell in love with leading troops into battle. Every day, I’d pester Grandpa and Dad, asking them to teach me how to win battles. By the time I was nine, I joined Grandpa and Uncle on the battlefield—not as a commander, of course—but standing face-to-face with the enemy made my blood boil."

"So how old were you when you started leading troops?" Yi Luowa asked, intrigued.