My Family Raised A Proud Wife

Chapter 1 – This is your future guardian.
His name is Chen Ying.

The phone rings again.
Chen Ying looks down, and it’s still Cheng Jiangyi calling.
He glances at the time: 22:23.

This late at night, what reason could this person possibly have to pester him, insisting that he answer the phone?

“Hello,” Chen Ying answers the call in a very bad tone, pushing open the door of the convenience store.
Once outside, he lights a cigarette and takes a puff.
After working overtime, he is exhausted; he only stopped to buy a pack of cigarettes on the way home, and now finds himself harassed by people he doesn’t care about.
It’s really annoying.

After listening to the person on the other end of the phone, he is even more upset.

“Go away, how can I help you raise your child.”

“She’s not my child, nor is she for me to raise. You should raise her.
It’s fate.” 

Cheng Jiangyi is so thick-skinned that he dares to continue, “How about I put it another way.
Take this as an early warning call.
I don’t know when but it should be soon.
A little girl will appear near you.
She may be a little weird, such as wearing ancient costumes, and her accent and vocabulary could be different from ours, but don’t worry, she is a normal human being.
It’s just that the times she’s from are a little different from ours.
You are a man of broad knowledge, courage, and curiosity—you will definitely be able to accept and handle this well.
When you meet her, please take her in and take good care of her.”

“You’re not dead yet, so don’t ask me for help.” And just to get him to agree, saying such a hypocritical compliment won’t make him happy at all, okay?

Cheng Jiangyi ignores him and continues, “Right now, a young man named Yue Lao is rushing to meet you.
His number is 2238.
He will tell you the truth.
What he says is real.
With your wisdom and patience, you will definitely be able to understand; all you have to do is trust him, and then be ready to deal with this matter.” 

“Cheng Jiangyi, you’re out of your mind—does your wife know?” Before Chen Ying could finish speaking, he suddenly hears a loud ‘BANG!’ right next to him, very close.

Chen Ying is startled and turns around to see that there is a person standing on the roof of his brand-new car, his baby that he’d only been driving for a week!

Wearing a wide-sleeved robe and dress, ancient costume-style; long, black, straight hair gently blowing in the breeze; a very young face, fair, beautiful, with striking temperament and imposing aura— a girl.

Her legs are half bent.
She stands up straight and looks around.

That posture, it’s as if she just dropped down from somewhere.

No, there are no aliens or Terminators; she must have jumped up.
Chen Ying thinks so at least.

It’s just that the surroundings are empty, and he didn’t see anyone at all just now.
And even if she jumped, she couldn’t have jumped up so high, so neatly, with such a loud noise and— damn it, his car roof is dented! Chen Ying’s face turns green.
This brat stomped on his car!

“Chen Ying, you have to trust me.
Think about it.
Your brother and I are partners and have started a company together.
We’re hard-core buddies.
Can I still prank you with this kind of thing?”

The girl finally notices Chen Ying.
She looks terrified and stares at him with wide eyes.

Chen Ying hangs up the phone, throws away the cigarette in his hand, and glares at the girl.
Who should be terrified ah! The unknown person is not him, okay? Isn’t she the one who can dent the roof of someone’s car with just a jump?

The girl’s expression changes from panic to vigilance, and Chen Ying acquires a sullen look.
He’s the one who should be vigilant!

“Hey, you smashed my car,” Chen Ying says.

The girl frowns, confused and hesitant, then looks around, as if planning to make a run for it.

“Where did you come from?” Chen Ying asks again.

The girl doesn’t answer, but instead jumps off the roof of the car.
Her agility is too unbelievable, her movements light but powerful.
The small face is stiff and upright, as cold as ice— her long hair flutters with her every move, black and shiny under the streetlights.
Damn, she’s incredibly beautiful.

Fortunately, she is not tall, and Chen Ying can look down at her.
He is taller than her, and he is more imposing than her—but he’s already a fully grown man at his age, so it’s really nothing to be proud of that he has the height advantage.

Two people—you stare at me, I stare at you—look at each other for a long time. 

Chen Ying points to his car and says again, “You smashed my car.” He pauses and emphasizes, “My new car!” 

The girl glances at his