Billionaire's Long Journey of Chasing His Love-Chapter 739 - 620 Your Wife is Still in Your Mother-in-Law’s Belly (Part 2)
The Duke’s mansion was filled with laughter, but Crescent Island was covered in dark clouds. A brewing storm was about to break.
In the midst of the raging winds in the courtyard, Ruan Hanmo and An Yang knelt straight outside the family gates.
Shui Hui stood by the window, looking at her kneeling children with a heart full of anguish and sighing helplessly. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
"Stop sighing in front of me!" Ruan Honglang snorted irritably. "Look at the two things you’ve raised. I swear I could just shoot both of them right now."
Shui Hui whipped her head around to look at him. "Are they only my children?"
Ruan Honglang furrowed his brows and pointed outside. "If you feel sorry for them, then take them and leave together. Otherwise, sooner or later, I’ll beat them to death."
"You..."
"Dad, the mistakes are ours. Please don’t talk about Mom like that!" Ruan Hanmo’s voice emerged from outside.
"Did I tell you to speak?" Ruan Honglang slammed his palm on the table. "Do you even know how old you are this year? You’re just a few months apart from Cancan and Tingting. Look at them, then look at yourself. You accomplish nothing, and you haven’t even managed to get yourself a wife. Do you think you still have the right to speak in this house?"
"Cough, cough... Dad, even if my brother doesn’t have the right to speak, surely I do, right?" An Yang grinned cheekily at her father. "Dad, this time, it was me who pointed a gun at my brother and forced him to take me out to play."
"If he didn’t want to go out, you could chop off his head, and he still wouldn’t budge... You two are driving me so mad I can’t think straight. You don’t have the right to speak either!" Ruan Honglang glared at his daughter irritably.
An Yang pouted. "Dad, you don’t love me anymore, boo hoo..."
The corner of Ruan Honglang’s eye twitched violently. He raised his gaze to his wife and asked, "Are you sure this girl is mine? How come she bursts into tears at every little thing?"
"I had her with someone else. Hanmo isn’t even your son either!" Shui Hui said as she strode up to Ruan Honglang, grabbed him by the collar, and yanked him up from the chair. "You can get out too! You don’t have the right to speak in this house either!"
Shui Hui pushed him toward the door with all her might, and with that force, Ruan Honglang stumbled to the entrance. She plopped herself back into the chair.
Ruan Honglang was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing. "What’s the meaning of this? You want me to kneel too?"
Shui Hui slapped the table hard. "Shut up! Even if you kneel, I’m afraid you’ll dirty my floor. Ruan Hanmo, An Yang, get back in here!"
An Yang’s sobs abruptly stopped, and she pulled her brother up and ran inside.
Just as the siblings reached their mother, Shui Hui delivered a kick to her son.
Ruan Hanmo staggered several steps backward from the force. Stubborn as ever, he steadied himself and immediately returned to his mother’s side.
"Mom..." An Yang, frightened, quickly stepped in front of her brother. "It was my idea; it has nothing to do with him. Don’t kick him, please—he just had 400cc of blood drawn."
Shui Hui froze for a moment, pulled her daughter aside, and glanced at her son’s face before sitting back down. "This is the last time. From now on, if either of you dares to leave the island without my permission, I’ll cripple you. I’d rather raise a disabled child than watch either of you pass away before me!"
Shui Hui’s voice was chillingly cold, intimidating the two children into silent obedience.
She glared fiercely at them both.
"Mom, from now on, we’ll listen to everything you say. Please don’t be mad anymore," An Yang said, stepping forward and reaching out to comfort her mother.
"Don’t play these fake tricks with me!" Shui Hui slapped her daughter’s hand away. "That person you brought back—who exactly is he?"
"He was taken onboard by pirates..."
Shui Hui raised an eyebrow slightly. "And he told you that?"
"Mom... he hasn’t woken up yet. How could he say anything? But I promise, he’s definitely not a pirate. If they were in cahoots, they wouldn’t have left him in such a severely injured state without helping him."
"You brought a stranger with an unclear background to the island, even making your brother and his men donate blood to him. An Yang, when did you become so kind-hearted?"
"It’s just an occasional act of kindness. Haha, you were kind enough to trick Dad into marrying you back then..."
"You little brat, what are you saying!" Ruan Honglang walked over.
Shui Hui shot him a glare. "Go stand on the side!"
"Pfft—" An Yang burst into laughter. "Dad, go take a rest. Stop causing trouble here."
"I’m the head of this family. Why should I be sidelined? Let me tell you all what to do today, and you’d better follow it. First, Ruan Mohan, you’ll marry the elder’s granddaughter after the New Year! Second, get rid of that pale pretty boy you rescued—throw him into the sea! Third, if you don’t do as I say, the three of you can scram together!"
Shui Hui gave him a smirk. "Do you believe I’ll kick you out right now?"
The siblings exchanged a glance and promptly disappeared.
Soon, the sound of a heated fight came from the hall. An Yang pouted and looked at her brother. "Brother, how many hours do you think they’ll fight this time?"
"It could be long or short—it depends on Dad’s mood. Honestly, Mom isn’t even a match for Dad, yet she insists on resorting to violence every time. I can’t with her."
An Yang leapt onto her brother’s back, and Ruan Hanmo quickly supported her with one hand. She climbed higher, peeking through the cracks in the garden wall.
"Brother, it’s bad! Dad carried Mom away!"
Ruan Hanmo laughed. "Get down from there. The fight’s over."
An Yang pouted and climbed back down. "What about the two things Dad said? You don’t like the elder’s granddaughter, and I’m definitely not throwing pretty brother into the sea."
"Mine’s easier to deal with. I’ll just sneak out before the New Year."
"What about pretty brother?"
"You keep pestering Mom. If Mom decides to protect him, Dad won’t dare touch him lightly."
"Hehe... I get it! Brother, I’m heading to the hospital. I won’t be back tonight." An Yang said and bolted outside.
Ruan Hanmo ran after her. "It’s about to rain!"
"It’s fine. I’ll have them drive me there." An Yang waved at her brother. "Go back. Under my bed is a box with a lot of cash. If you want to escape, take that with you."
Ruan Hanmo smiled helplessly and quickly chased after her. "I’ll drive you there."
"Brother, you’re the best!"
"You’re my only sister. Who else would I be good to?"
The siblings had just driven out of the manor when torrential rain began to pour. An Yang frowned and looked up at the stormy sky. "This rain is going to last a while. Let’s just hope the power doesn’t go out due to the wind. Otherwise, pretty brother’s surgery will be delayed."
"An Yang, why are you so good to him?"
"Because he’s pretty! Haha..."
"You’re not even an adult yet..."
"I’m sixteen!" An Yang rolled her eyes at her brother. "Do you still remember how old you are?"
Ruan Hanmo replied irritably, "No, I don’t."
"You’re thirty! Tingting and Cancan already have kids, and your wife isn’t even out of your future mother-in-law’s womb yet. Haha... Thinking about it makes me sad."
"Shut up!"
"Alright, alright! I’ll shut up. Haha... Can I at least laugh for a bit?"
"No laughing allowed!"
An Yang covered her mouth, her sparkling, spirited eyes blinking mischievously. "Drive slower; visibility is poor."
"Don’t worry about it. I’ve got this under control." Ruan Hanmo kept his gaze fixed on the road and soon pulled into the hospital.
The siblings got out of the car and headed straight to the director’s office. When the director saw them, he quickly stood up. "Young Master, Second Miss, I was just about to call you."
"What happened to pretty brother?" An Yang’s eyes immediately reddened.
"Nothing happened yet, but I’m afraid no one in our hospital can perform his surgery." The director looked uneasily at Ruan Hanmo.
Ruan Hanmo furrowed his brows slightly. "What do you mean by that?"
"The patient hasn’t regained consciousness because he has a blood clot in his brain. The clot is located right next to the brainstem. Any mistake during surgery could be fatal."
An Yang’s tears streamed down her face. "Is there anyone who can perform such a surgery?"
"Yes, Mo Lian’er from Z Country and Mike Zekai from Xiawu."
An Yang looked pitifully at Ruan Hanmo. "Brother, can you ask Sister Mo Bei to invite her mother-in-law over?"
"No, Sister Mo Bei’s mother-in-law is already old and hasn’t performed surgery in years. Mike Zekai? Isn’t he Jimo Shanshan’s husband?" Ruan Hanmo mused, half to himself, half asking the director.
The director nodded. "Yes, during the last academic forum, my wife and I even shared a table with the couple."
An Yang grabbed the director’s hand. "Director, can you help me invite him here? Money is not an issue. As long as he can save the patient."
Ruan Hanmo frowned slightly. "Don’t trouble the director. They only had a passing acquaintance. An Yang, are you determined to save this person?"
An Yang nodded firmly. "If you help me save him, I’ll do anything you ask. If... if he dies, I don’t want to live either."
Ruan Hanmo sighed, then pulled out his phone.
