Chapter 164: Xiao Lingye Still Hasn’t Suffered Enough

Xiao Lingye’s expression was particularly disgusting.

Shi Yuebai was downstairs, watching as three or four men with bruised and swollen faces followed behind Xiao Lingye and entered the house.

Meanwhile, Ying Ruoying, who had been pushed to the ground, didn’t make a sound.

Shi Yuebai withdrew her fist.

Xiao Lingye was full of smug satisfaction, convinced that he had Ying Ruoying completely under his control.

He glanced around at the dilapidated courtyard, not with disdain, but with satisfaction.

“Go get us something to eat,” Xiao Lingye ordered Ying Ruoying.

Ying Ruoying stood up, her face full of mockery. She didn’t bother arguing with Xiao Lingye, just turned and walked out of the courtyard.

“Fine, I’ll go get you something to eat.”

As soon as she stepped outside, Ying Ruoying found two patrolling police officers.

She handed each of them a pack of biscuits, then pointed back at the courtyard where she lived.

Xiao Lingye had no brains—this wasteland had only given him stronger muscles, but his mind had shriveled.

He was convinced this villa belonged to Ying Ruoying.

After all, the Ying family had once been truly wealthy, with properties everywhere.

It was perfectly normal for them to have a few villas in the suburbs of Xiangcheng back in the day.

Otherwise, how could you explain how a woman as worthless as Ying Ruoying—someone who wouldn’t even hurt an ant—could live so comfortably in the big city?

“Damn it, that bitch actually dared to lie to me!”

Xiao Lingye cursed as he paced around the messy courtyard.

Back then, he’d racked his brains to curry favor with an office supervisor just to get a permit to live in the city.

Yet Ying Ruoying had secretly kept this villa in the city to herself.

Anything that belonged to this woman should be his.

And she’d always lived in Xiao Lingye’s team, in the lowest, most humiliating position.

Truly a woman who couldn’t be any more worthless.

The four men following Xiao Lingye all had greedy looks in their eyes.

They’d originally planned to leave Xiao Lingye.

After all, Xiao Lingye now had no power, no food, and had even offended Scarface, the leader of a local team in the city.

Anyone who stuck with Xiao Lingye would get beaten up by Scarface’s men every day.

Of the eight people Xiao Lingye had brought into the city, only four were left alive.

Following Xiao Lingye was a dead end.

Who would have thought things could take a turn for the better?

Back then, Xiao Lingye had risen to power using supplies from Ying Ruoying’s family.

Now, this woman was still useful.

With Ying Ruoying under his control, Xiao Lingye could use her villa to rise again.

Anyone who owned property in the city must have been an original resident.

And as luck would have it, Xiao Lingye and his three or four men still had a combined total of one or two million points in their accounts.

As long as they could get Ying Ruoying to sign a rental contract, they could easily get residency permits.

The men cackled obnoxiously as they headed for the first floor.

They didn’t have high expectations for the environment—after all, in the wasteland, just having a place to live in the city was already a stroke of luck.

But as soon as they stood at the door, they were stunned by how clean the villa was.

The first floor was spotless.

Ying Ruoying had scrubbed away every trace of blood with bucket after bucket of clean water.

Compared to sleeping in tents outside the city, this living environment was a world apart.

Just as Xiao Lingye lifted his foot to step inside, a police officer called out loudly from outside the courtyard:

“Show us your residency permits.”

Xiao Lingye and his group were notorious in the city.

Everyone knew that Scarface’s team would beat up Xiao Lingye every time they saw him.

That’s why, even though Xiao Lingye had a million or two in points, he couldn’t find a single landlord willing to sign a rental contract for him—no one wanted to offend Scarface.

The police in the wasteland were very different from the police before the fall.

Here, the police only cared about order within the city.

And Scarface’s team had considerable influence in the city.

Maintaining a good relationship with Scarface helped the police keep order.

Sometimes, the line between black and white was just that blurry in the wasteland.

So when Ying Ruoying came to report them—and even gave them a “gift”—the police had no reason not to intervene.

The two officers stood at the door, watching Xiao Lingye with stern, wary eyes.

Xiao Lingye cursed under his breath.

“Our residency permits haven’t come through yet. This is my house! This woman—”

He pointed at Ying Ruoying, gritting his teeth. “She’s my wife.”

“I’m here today to get my wife.”

Ying Ruoying owned property.

If Xiao Lingye married Ying Ruoying and registered with the authorities, he wouldn’t even have to pay the monthly 300,000-point fee to the management.

That’s right—Xiao Lingye’s eyes lit up. Why hadn’t he thought of that before?

Ying Ruoying said nothing, looking at Xiao Lingye with utter loathing.

Xiao Lingye pretended to be affectionate. “Honey, stop making a scene. Come here to me.”

He was sure Ying Ruoying couldn’t escape his grasp.

But the police at the gate just sneered.

“Even if she’s your wife, it doesn’t matter. This house isn’t hers.”

The officer speaking was responsible for this area.

So he knew very well that Ying Ruoying only had a residency permit, not ownership.

Xiao Lingye was stunned for a moment.

He and his men all looked dumbfounded.

Ying Ruoying wasn’t the owner of this house?

So she’d latched onto someone powerful?

But what kind of big shot would take a liking to someone as lowly as Ying Ruoying?

“You fucking bitch!”

Xiao Lingye lost control.

He raised his fist, ready to hit Ying Ruoying.

Whether or not he’d been mistaken, he just couldn’t stand seeing anyone he considered beneath him living better than he did.

Ying Ruoying—a worthless, dispensable whore in the team.

How could she be so lucky, chosen by a city native?

Why was Xiao Lingye’s luck so bad?

He’d offended Scarface as soon as he entered the city.

Ying Ruoying quickly darted behind the police.

She knew all about Xiao Lingye’s violent stupidity, so it was no surprise when his punch missed its target.

Instead of hitting Ying Ruoying, his fist landed on a police officer.

Well, well. Xiao Lingye, who’d already offended Scarface, had now assaulted a police officer.

The two officers immediately drew their laser guns and fired at Xiao Lingye.

The smell of roasting meat filled the air.

Unable to dodge in time, Xiao Lingye was shot in the shoulder by a laser.

One of the officers blew his whistle, and soon a group of police arrived.

With Xiao Lingye’s personality, there was no way he wouldn’t resist.

And the more he resisted, the harder the police beat him.

After a brief but violent shootout, two more of Xiao Lingye’s four remaining men were killed.

The other two immediately raised their hands and surrendered, squatting on the ground.

Xiao Lingye was still shouting and struggling, but was soon knocked to the ground by a rifle butt to the head.

Blood gushed out.

Ying Ruoying stood with her arms crossed, coldly watching Xiao Lingye’s pathetic state.

Not enough!

Xiao Lingye still hasn’t suffered enough.

No, no, no—cognitive impairment and arrogance aren’t the same thing.

For example, if I think I’m a fairy, it doesn’t really affect much.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t be called an impairment.

To give a more serious example, I used to think the whole world revolved around me.

But when reality proved otherwise, I hit a wall. After facing life’s hardships, I felt more wounded than most.

What others might get over with a good cry, I just couldn’t get past, unable to see through to the truth.

That’s how anxiety and depression set in, until a psychologist reshaped my entire worldview.

Reading is a wonderful thing—it lets you quickly understand how others see the world.

Maybe a lot of younger readers won’t get what I’m talking about, and that’s fine. Just think of it as me rambling."