Delicate Little Sweetheart Runs Wild After Rebirth

In Ye Hancheng's eyes, his wife is beautiful and kind, gentle and sweet, a delicate little crybaby who loves to cling to him.

In his friends' eyes, Young Master Ye is completely henpecked! And he keeps showing off his love without even realizing it.

At get-togethers, Ye Hancheng often complains to his childhood friends that his wife is allergic to alcohol, so he can't even have a drop. If he gets home late, he has to sleep on the sofa with the dog.

His friends never understood why Brother Han would complain with the corners of his mouth turned up.

One clueless friend would indignantly protest, “That's outrageous! Get a divorce, you have to divorce her!”

Ye Hancheng would sigh. “I can't. She can't live without me.”

After a get-together, Ye Hancheng got into a car accident on his way home. When he opened his eyes, he had been reborn at eighteen.

After a few days without his wife, Young Master Ye couldn't sit still anymore. “No, I have to go find my wife.”

One day, on Xinghua Street in Sangcheng.

Ye Hancheng had just stepped out of a black Maybach, dressed in a custom-made white shirt and black trousers, when he saw a young man running toward him in a panic.

Behind the young man was a girl carrying a club as thick as an adult man's arm.

Young Master Ye's face lit up. “Wife!”

He watched with his own eyes as the girl chased the young man for three whole streets, club in hand.

Young Master Ye: Where's my sweet, gentle, delicate wife??