The Supreme Young Master

Chapter 6:

At the foot of the mountain, police lights flashed, their shrill wail piercing the desolate outskirts.

Yang Ruoxi sat in the police car, her brows tightly furrowed, her mind restless. She wanted nothing more than to join her team in searching the mountain and bring back her foolish husband.

However, with over ten diverging paths on the mountain and her position as the team leader, she was bound to stay in the car and oversee the operation.

As darkness crept in, her anxiety deepened. The task of finding the hostage seemed nearly impossible with so many paths and just over ten officers.

The chief had already given his orders: if the girl wasn’t rescued by nightfall, Yang Ruoxi would be reassigned to the archives department, reduced to desk duty.

Massaging her temples, Yang Ruoxi felt utterly drained. She couldn’t help but blame her foolish husband. If it weren’t for his interference, how could things have spiraled out of control like this?

The radio crackled intermittently with reports from her team:
“Captain Yang, nothing from Group A.”
“Group B, no signs.”
“Group C, negative.”

Four of the five teams had already reported back empty-handed. With the mountain now shrouded in darkness, the search was becoming increasingly futile. Yang Ruoxi had no choice but to recall her team to rest before resuming their efforts.

Stepping out of the car, she gazed at the darkened mountains, doubt creeping into her heart. Was she truly cut out to be a police officer?

If she couldn’t even manage her idiotic husband, how could she possibly manage the safety of Jiang City?

Just as despair loomed, the radio crackled again with the voice of Deputy Captain Zhou Kai: “Ruoxi, I’ve caught the kidnappers!”

“Zhou Kai, repeat that!” Yang Ruoxi straightened up, clutching the radio tightly.

“I’ve captured the kidnappers—all three of them are dead. Oh, and your husband has been found too,” Zhou Kai reported confidently.

Finally, a glimmer of hope!

Exhaling a sigh of relief, Yang Ruoxi responded immediately, “I’ll send reinforcements to you right away.”

20 minutes later, a group of officers descended the mountain, carrying the three kidnappers’ bodies as if on high alert. Qin Fei, as usual, was overlooked—just a fool who had caused trouble by helping the kidnappers escape.

Luckily, Deputy Captain Zhou Kai had exhibited his prowess and dealt with the situation. Without his efforts, the entire team would have been reprimanded.

Qin Fei didn’t care about how others viewed him. In their eyes, he was just a fool, but their opinions meant nothing to him. He had once stood at heights most people couldn’t even dream of.

Being labeled a “fool” was, in a way, a shield. 

His death had been far too suspicious, and Qin Fei was determined to uncover the truth. But in this frail body, he couldn’t confront his enemies yet. For now, he needed to keep a low profile.

Just as Qin Fei was about to sneak into the Jeep and return to the city, a cold voice called out from behind him: “Stop right there!”

“What now?” Qin Fei turned around, glancing at Yang Ruoxi. He had to admit, she was stunning. Dressed in her light blue uniform, she exuded an air of cold elegance.

Her black trousers accentuated her long, shapely legs. If she’d smile even a little, she’d be absolutely enchanting.

Before his death, Qin Fei had rarely interacted with women. Now, standing close to Yang Ruoxi, he found himself momentarily distracted.

Click!

Yang Ruoxi’s face remained icy as she snapped handcuffs onto Qin Fei. Her tone was sharp as she declared, “You’re coming back to the station. You’ve committed a crime!”

This woman sure has a strong sense of justice, Qin Fei thought to himself as he sighed. 

He got into the police car without resistance, ready to let them question him. 

Playing dumb wasn’t a problem for him.

…

(At the station)

Zhou Kai eagerly volunteered to interrogate Qin Fei. Predictably, he pinned all the blame on the kidnappers. After Qin Fei pressed his fingerprint on a statement, he was released without charge.

Both men knew the real story, but neither said a word.

At the station’s entrance, Yang Ruoxi stood waiting. 

She had changed into a white chiffon blouse that highlighted her slender waist and paired it with light blue jeans that perfectly showcased her long legs.

Seeing Qin Fei emerge, she frowned slightly and commanded, “Get in the car!”

Qin Fei, aware of the trouble he had caused, didn’t argue. 

He obediently got into the back seat.

The ride home was silent. Yang Ruoxi focused on driving, not sparing him a glance. Once they reached the villa, she changed into slippers and headed toward her father, Yang Guoming, who was watching TV on the sofa. “Dad, I want a divorce from Qin Fei!”

Standing at the door and changing his shoes, Qin Fei paused, stunned. 

When he went to the police station earlier, she had refused to divorce him no matter what. 

But now, just a few hours later, she was agreeing to it?

Ironically, now Qin Fei didn’t want a divorce. 

It wasn’t because Yang Ruoxi was breathtakingly beautiful, but because as he adapted to this body, he had begun to uncover its secrets.

Though the former Qin Fei had been labeled a “fool” with the intelligence of a child, he had lived with Yang Ruoxi for years and had fallen for her. Too timid to confess his feelings, he had spent countless hours alone in the study, drawing her portrait. This had gone on for ten years.

Even on the day of his accident, when he was hit by the car, his final words had been “Ruoxi… wife…”

Now, Qin Fei felt like the old Qin Fei had become part of him. They were one and the same.

Not only did he want to live as a man, but he also wanted to win over his cold and distant wife, fulfilling the former Qin Fei’s wish.

After changing into slippers, Qin Fei walked to the sofa, ready to apologize and convince Yang Ruoxi not to divorce him. He had already come up with an excuse, claiming his accident had affected his mind.

But before he could speak, Yang Guoming glanced at him and said warmly, “Xiaofei, go upstairs and take a shower. You’ve had a long day.”

“Oh… okay, Dad,” Qin Fei replied awkwardly before heading upstairs. Once in his room, he stood by the door, listening in on the conversation downstairs.

Yang Guoming set down his newspaper and looked at his daughter. “Ruoxi, did you argue with Xiaofei again?”

“Argue? Do I dare? This afternoon, he came to the station demanding a divorce! Then, during my case, he caused chaos and even helped the kidnappers escape. With such an ‘amazing’ husband, how could I possibly be worthy of him?” Yang Ruoxi’s voice quivered with frustration, finally letting out the grievances she had held back all day.

Her mother, Li Meifang, frowned and said, “Old Yang, I agree with our daughter. She should get a divorce. Your past friendship with Qin Fei’s father doesn’t mean we should sacrifice our daughter’s happiness. Look at him—he’s in his twenties, but has he ever earned a penny? Can he even complete a proper sentence? Has he contributed anything to this family?”

“Enough!” Yang Guoming said firmly, his tone resolute. “Unless I’m dead, I won’t allow this divorce. Xiaofei’s father saved my life, and Xiaofei saved Ruoxi’s life. Do you remember when Ruoxi was four years old and fell into an icy pond at the park? If Xiaofei hadn’t jumped in to save her, she wouldn’t be here today. He was in a coma for a week after that, and that’s when his condition started. Are you saying he wasn’t brilliant before that?”

Li Meifang fell silent, unable to refute his words. 

What her husband said was true. 

As a child, Qin Fei had been bright and likable until the ice pond incident.

Yang Ruoxi also fell quiet. 

Though her memories were faint, she vaguely recalled struggling in the freezing water, only to be pulled out by a pair of small, firm hands. 

She had no idea that the person who saved her was now her “foolish” husband.

Her anger dissipated significantly.

So be it, she thought. No matter how foolish Qin Fei was, he was still her husband. She decided to make peace with the situation.

After dinner with her parents, Yang Ruoxi went upstairs to call Qin Fei down to eat.

But as soon as she opened the door, she was met with a scene that sent her into a blind rage. Gritting her teeth, she hissed, “Qin Fei, are you asking for death?!”