Mr. Dior - Chap 91 Mr Dior's Adorable Little Wife

Ch91 – Was this a review and consolidation process?!
Translator:- Max

Editor:- Hush (Everyone please welcome Hush, our new editor)

Finally updated on time and schedule ahhh, hopefully I keep up with this!!

Just as they were talking, a black commercial car drove over. It was Mr. Jiao Zuoren who had just returned home from work. Papa Jiao got out of the car and saw the husband and wife couple at the door, and was very surprised: “Why are you two back? What are you doing standing at the door?”

Zhang Chenfei was very happy when he saw his father-in-law: “Father-in-law, you came at the right time. Please persuade Yanyan to come back home with me, I can explain that matter!”

“What matter?”

“It’s about the wheel… Ao!” Before Zhang Chenfei could say anything, he was slapped on the back of the head by his little wife and staggered.

“It’s nothing, just that the wheel broke a while ago. I suggested calling for a mechanic, but he insisted on changing it himself, so there was a quarrel.” Jiao Qi said calmly, without changing his face, while giving Zhang Chenfei a warning look to shut up.

“Just because of this, you want to go back to your parents‘ house?” Papa Jiao automatically connected the dots and quickly understood. This willful son of his was throwing a tantrum over chicken feather and garlic skin and had been chased to come back by Zhang Chenfei. The two were now bickering at his front door.

With cars coming and going at the front gate, and neighbours occasionally returning home, Papa Jiao found it difficult to say anything. He quietly lectured his son in a low voice, telling the two of them to go home.

“It’s not that I’m criticising you, but Chen Chen has already been considerate enough towards you. Both of you are boys, why should he always be the one giving in? Isn’t it because he cares for you? You’ve been married for seven years, yet you’re still so immature. Hurry up and go home with Chen Chen. I don’t have any food for you at home tonight.” Originally, he had intended to have both of them stay for dinner, but upon hearing that the young couple was quarrelling, the traditional Papa Jiao resolutely sent them back home.

After saying that, Papa Jiao returned to his car. The commercial car entered the community area and quickly disappeared, without granting them the temporary authorization to enter.

“Your dad is really sensible. It’s not in vain that I gave him a hundred guns back in the day.” Zhang Chenfei was very proud, pulling his little wife into the car. “Let’s go, we’re not divorced. You’re still my wife!”

“You are… Marshal Zhang?” Jiao Qi looked at him with a frown.

“You remembered me!” The warlord, who was fastening the seat belt for his little wife, suddenly looked up with surprise and joy. “Don’t be afraid, I won’t hurt you again. That night, it was actually all me, whether it was the Er Diao, San Diao, or Qi Diao.”

Even if he was angry, he couldn’t bear to let anyone touch his little young master, not even a single finger. It’s just that the blindfolded young master didn’t know, cried miserably, and eventually went insane. He only found out much later that Young Master Jiao’s interaction with that Japanese person was actually to buy guns for him.

Jiao Qi rolled his eyes. Qi Diao. He was really good at flattering himself.

“I’m extremely gifted, if you don’t believe me, you can try it tonight.” Marshal Zhang was eager to prove it, so as to get his little wife’s forgiveness.

The heart-wrenching remorse after learning the truth could not bring back the already foolish young master. He hugged and coaxed him, telling him the truth repeatedly. But it was too late, the young master went crazy and didn’t even recognize him. After that, wars started everywhere again, and he didn’t have the time to be by the young master’s side every day, so he had servants look after him. One slip-up, and the little fool ran away.

In times of chaos, once separated, it becomes difficult to reunite. This parting lasted for many years.

“…No need, I believe you.” Jiao Qi quickly stopped his dangerous idea and signalled for him to drive home, not wanting to make a scene here.

Jiao Qi glanced at the progress bar on the broom, realising that the plot had rewound, shifting from “The Domineering Prince and Pretty Princess” back to the warlord script. Given the situation, does this mean they’d have to review the previous scripts all over again? Was this a review and consolidation process?!

Mr. Warlord, who lost and recovered his little wife, was very happy. Along the way, he told his long-lost wife about his experiences over the past years.

“The Dick Army was like a hot knife through butter, successfully defending the thirteen provinces in East China. A few of us warlords discussed and chose a leader, and in the end, we pushed that kid forward. But unexpectedly…” Here, Marshal Zhang’s tone carried a hint of anger.

“What happened?” Jiao Qi’s curiosity was piqued.

“That kid went against the tide and wanted to be the emperor.” Zhang Chenfei said through gritted teeth, “He took the people that Laozi gave him, and in return, attacked Laozi! I wonder if you’ve heard of that dog emperor at home?”

Dog Emperor…

Isn’t that from the Regent storyline? This came with strings! Jiao Qi had no choice but to ask Annie to record everything Zhang Chenfei said so that he could analyse which plot he was in this time.

The car stopped downstairs, and Zhang Chenfei carried his little wife out of the car. He handed over a blank cheque book and said softly, “This is all my belongings. From now on, you have the final say in this household. The servants and maids are all under your control.”

Jiao Xi patted the check book in his palm, not mentioning that the guarantee account of the check was his own, and looked at him with raised eyebrows: “You married concubines?”

“Most of it happened before we got married.” Zhang Chenfei admitted with a mix of guilt and annoyance. “Back then, I was still the Regent Prince, and those offers came from royal relatives. I couldn’t just reject them.”

“Oh?” Jiao Qi tapped on the smart brain to have Annie record this conversation. He then asked warmly, “Who are these concubines you’ve taken as wives? Tell me, so I can get familiar with them.”

“You know them all.” The former regent Marshal Zhang sighed, “The youngest son of the Li family, the dandy of the Wang family, and… your dowry maid.”

Dowry maid, Jiao Qi thought about it carefully and said with uncertainty, “You mean, Yu Yuan?”

Zhang Chenfei looked at him apologetically, gritted his teeth and nodded, “When you were gone, I missed you so much that I took him as a concubine.”

“…Yu Yuan may not have been very willing.” Jiao Qi felt a little sorry for his secretary Xiaopang, and planned to compensate Yu Yuan with a trip abroad when Big Dick Zhang recovered from his illness.

As they were talking, he opened the door, and the little golden retriever rushed out immediately, circling around the two owners.

“I’m back!” Marshal Zhang picked up Guangzong with a smirk, and showed him to his little wife. “This is the dog emperor, I have brought him back, you can just treat him like a dog.”

“Oh.”

Seeing his little wife agreeing with his values, Marshal Zhang felt very pleased. He filled a bowl with dog food for the little golden retriever and sternly said, “Eat. You are only worthy of dog food from now on!”

Guangzong wagged his tail happily: “Wang!”