Chapter 93: The Wife's Authority

  The sky did not comply with people's wishes, the wine brought by the waiter had not been drunk halfway, and Duan Yuguang's phone suddenly rang. He took a look and carefully answered the phone, "Old... old lady, you haven't slept so late?"

  Because the table for eating crayfish was small, Lin Junyun and Pang Guang beside him could faintly hear the roar on the other end of the phone: "What time is it? Why haven't you come home yet?"

  "Sorry, I met two friends tonight and had a great time drinking and chatting. I forgot to check the time. Don't be mad at me, wife... I'll be right back."

  "Come on, hurry up! You've got half an hour. If you're one minute late, I'll lock the door and leave you to sleep on the streets!"

  "Wait, wait, my dear wife, don't lock the door." Duan Yugang hung up the phone with a smile and turned around to explain to Lin Junyun and Pang Guang: "I'm really sorry, my wife..." He pointed to the phone: "You both saw it just now."

  "Understand, fully understand, Uncle Duan hurry back, otherwise you'll have to sleep on the streets." Pang Guang laughed with joy, covering his mouth, "Look at Uncle Duan's fearless appearance, just making one phone call can scare away so many armed men, I thought there was nothing in this world that Uncle Duan would be afraid of, but it turns out that there is something above Uncle Duan - Auntie Duan."

  "Uncle Duan, your wife is as loving and caring as you are, what a blessing! Lin Junyun praised, then gave Pang Guang a stern glance, "See that? Learn from them, see how they treat their own wives! This is called mutual respect and harmony, do you understand?"

  "Got it, wife." Pang Guang wiped his sweat: "Uncle Duan isn't unaware that our engagement is fake."

  "Take a look at your watch, I'll give you a lesson. As a man, being good to your wife won't go wrong. There's only one woman who can struggle with you together. Think about it, a girl who has been spoiled by her parents for over 20 years, hasn't eaten or drunk anything from your family, just because she loves you, is willing to leave her family and parents behind to follow you, treating your parents as her own, your siblings as her own, transforming from a beautiful young woman into a worn-out housewife who only knows about cooking and household chores, taking care of you for half your life without complaint, and even enduring the pain of childbirth to give birth to your child. If you betray or bully such a person, you're worse than an animal."

  "Uncle Duan is absolutely right!" Lin Junyun's eyes shone with excitement as he applauded enthusiastically.

  Duan Yuguang looked at Lin Junyun with a hint of a smile: "You little scamp, remember this well. No matter how much money you make or how high an official you become in the future, you are not allowed to bully her. Otherwise, I will never let you off."

  Pang Guang broke out in a cold sweat, wondering if this was meant for his ears alone or for both him and Lin Junyun to hear. Was he being lectured or was this an attempt to explain why he was "afraid of his wife"? Afraid that Duan Yuguang would get more and more worked up, he humbly murmured a few "uh-huhs".

  Pang Guang's attitude made Duan Yuguang very pleased, and then gave Pang Guang a lesson, explaining the reason why "men should love their wives". However, when these words were heard by Pang Guang and Lin Junyun, they both felt that Duan Yuguang was actually talking about "why men should be afraid of their own wives"!

  "Uncle Duan, five minutes have passed already." Lin Junyun kindly pointed at Duan Yuguang's watch to remind him.

  Duan Yuguang suddenly slapped his forehead: "Ah, it's been five minutes already, I have to hurry back, or else I won't make it home before the door is locked. You all eat and drink as you like, exchange feelings thoroughly, don't worry about how much money it costs, I'll tell the boss later to put everything on my account."

  As soon as Duan Yu left, Lin Junyun burst out laughing: "Men, you have to learn how to treat your wife well from others."

  Pang Guang, fueled by the wine, gazed at Lin Junyun's lovely and delicate face, finding her more beautiful with each passing moment. Suddenly, his heart racing, he leaned in close to Lin Junyun's ear and whispered, "Wife, you're right, I, Pang Guang, don't know what good fortune I've accumulated in my past life to have you treat me so well. Why not just get married to me? I'll take care of you for the rest of your life, just like Uncle Duan treats his wife like a queen. If you want to pluck stars from the sky, I'll bring them back for you!"

  "You're disgusting! Really annoying!" Lin Junyun chuckled and pushed Pang Guang away: "You've made me get goosebumps all over the place. Let's drink and eat little lobsters tonight, since Uncle Duan is treating us to dinner. We must eat our fill and drink enough to make it worthwhile. If you want me to really marry you, we need to understand each other first, so let's start from when we were kids!"

  "Good, agreed!" Pang Guang was suddenly excited and started telling some interesting stories that happened when he was a kid. Lin Junyun couldn't help but laugh "heh heh" and also chatted with Pang Guang about old times. Before they knew it, the time had already passed 2 am. Neither of their parents called to ask why they were so late. At this time, Lin Junyun's mom was hanging out with Director Li, Pang Guang's dad was on a business trip, and his mom was playing cards with her friends until dawn. These past few days, Pang Guang had been cooped up in his room playing computer games and hadn't gone out at all, so he didn't even realize that he had actually gone out today, and it was already so late before returning home.

  "Waiter, another... bring me half a dozen beers, no... don't want the small lobster anymore, stir-fry some dishes to go with the wine." Lin Junyun's tongue was a bit swollen and her words were unclear, but her mind was still very clear. She hadn't felt this happy in a long time, and after slowly getting used to the stimulation of alcohol, she became more and more spirited as she drank.

  "My god, you can really drink." Pang Guang hadn't had such a great time drinking and chatting in a long while. When the wine was flowing freely, he heard Lin Junyun say they should keep drinking, and immediately raised his hand in agreement: "Half a dozen isn't enough to get drunk, if we're going to do it, let's do a whole dozen. Anyway, I don't have to pay, so let's take advantage of this dark and windy night to drink some wine and talk about our ideal lives."

  "You're bad..." Lin Junyun thought of that joke again, thinking that Pang Guang had a hidden meaning, so he felt embarrassed and said with a drunken tone and a red face: "What kind of evil idea are you having now? Do you have a dirty mind but not the guts to do it, needing wine to boost your courage?"

  "I...do I need to use wine to boost my courage?" Pang Guang shook his head: "Drink...drink, don't change the subject, where were we just now?"

  "It's obvious, but you're still being stubborn." Lin Junyun burst out laughing: "You've already said that in junior high school, and now you're saying that you and Zhang Xiaoting have never even held hands, what a pity."

  "That's right, I was still in junior high school then, and I did a lot of silly things...". Pang Guang shook his head as he spoke, but suddenly stopped talking. Just because he hadn't held Zhang Xiaoting's hand back in junior high didn't mean that was still the case now - after all, something had happened just that morning! But Pang Guang didn't want to say any more, afraid of losing control and spilling the beans about what had happened that morning. After all, Zhang Xiaoting was a public figure now, and he needed to be mindful of appearances. So he changed the subject: "Lin Junyun, I never noticed before - when you drink wine, your face turns red and it looks really good! You're as beautiful as a rainbow fairy!"

  "Is Xiangting pretty or am I?" Lin Junyun stared at Pang Guang and asked.

  "Well... each of you has your own unique characteristics, and there's no comparison."

  "No way, I must have you say who's prettier." Lin Junyun was relentless.

  "Alright, I'll be straightforward then."

  "You speak!" Lin Junyun waited quietly.

  "You are the lively and lovely type of beauty, Zhang Xiaoting is the classical type of beauty. If we really compare, Zhang Xiaoting is a bit more beautiful." Pang Guang belched: "Just a little bit."

  "How much is a little?" Lin Junyun broke the pot and asked to the bottom.

  "About this... much." Pang Guang stretched out his arms to measure a length, estimated the distance, and then shortened it by a bit: "Just short of this much, less than a meter."

  "No, it's too long."

  "Ah...half a meter..." Pang Guang's drunken eyes blurred and he shortened the distance between his two arms again.

  It is said that when wine meets a bosom friend, a thousand cups are too few. Tonight, the conversation between Pang Guang and Lin Junyun was more than all their conversations since they met. Time flew by unnoticed, and both of them got drunk until the waiter came over several times to say it's closing time before they supported each other out of the crayfish restaurant.

  The two left the food street, a gentle breeze blew over, and Pang Guang couldn't help but shiver, his body shook slightly, knowing that he had indeed drunk too much tonight.

  "Pang Guang, there are no more buses. Let's take a taxi back." Lin Junyun said dizzily.

  Pang Guang shook his head desperately and said, "Let's take a walk," because this feeling was very romantic. Drunk, Pang Guang suddenly became poetic, "The wind is blowing comfortably, like now, you and I are strolling hand in hand, leaning on each other, taking a leisurely walk, so poetic and picturesque, so romantic!"

  "You're drunk." Lin Junyun burst out laughing: "You're talking nonsense again."

  "I... I'm not drunk, you're the one who's drunk. Don't believe me? Watch me walk a straight line." After saying that, he focused on a point in front of him and stepped down hard, but stumbled, then focused on another point and stepped down again, still stumbling, and almost fell to the ground with a stagger.

  Lin Junyun laughed so hard he was doubled over: "Pang Guang, I couldn't help but describe your walking posture with two words. Don't hit me after you hear them."

  "What...what?" Pang Guang rolled his eyes.

  "Sensual." Lin Junyun's flower branches trembled: "Your walking posture is more sensual than the models on the T-stage, look at your figure, that catwalk..."

  "I'll beat you to death..." Pang Guang shook his head, but his hands were as heavy as lead and couldn't be lifted no matter how hard he tried. After several attempts, Pang Guang gave up on the idea of hitting Lin Junyun. Suddenly, a wave of urine rushed up, his shoulders trembled, and he opened his zipper to pee right there on the street.

  "You...what are you doing..." Lin Junyun was startled by Pang Guang's actions, thinking he was going to do something perverted to her. She propped herself up, wanting to escape, when suddenly she heard the sound of rustling clothes from behind her. She turned around and immediately felt both embarrassed and angry: "How can you be so shameless in front of me...in front of a girl like me?"

  "Urination is a normal physiological need, how can you say it's being a rascal? Don't you want to urinate?" Pang Guang shook his body a few times, only then did he finally finish urinating.