Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 180 How do you want to play_1

Beep beep beep beep...

"Why have you called again? I was just..."

As Xiao Ming rushed out of the office building, he finally got through to Jiang Xue’s phone and cut off his wife before she could finish, urgently saying, "Xue’er, leave there immediately! Don’t ask why, hurry!"

There was a moment of silence from Jiang Xue, then she said, "Wait a second."

Suddenly, her voice came through the receiver again, "Who are you? This is a private space, please leave... Is that you? What are you here for... Ah..."

Clack!

The unmistakable sound of a phone hitting the ground sent Xiao Ming’s vision darkening, nearly causing him to collapse.

"Xue’er! Xue’er! Xue..."

"Hello!"

A polite greeting came through the handset, "This is Zhuang Wending, may I ask who is on the line?"

Xiao Ming clenched his teeth, "Release my wife, and I’ll let you leave Longyin alive!"

"Oh, so you’re the lady’s husband, a pleasure to meet you!"

Zhuang Wending said with a hint of amusement, "You should have already met the people I sent.

Unfortunately, by not agreeing immediately, you essentially forfeited the chance to negotiate.

Of course, there’s no need for concern. I, personally, am not too fond of ruining a good scene by hurting women, so your wife won’t be harmed."

Xiao Ming took a deep breath, forcing himself to remain calm.

"Zhuang Wending, don’t touch a hair on my wife’s head, and I can tell you something you’re dying to know."

"Oh? Let’s hear it."

Zhuang Wending’s tone was full of leisurely pleasure.

But it quickly turned to shock and somberness.

Because Xiao Ming said, "The true cause of your mother’s death!"

"Who are you?" Zhuang Wending asked in a heavy voice.

"We can discuss this when we meet, Mr. Zhuang, do you catch my drift?"

Zhuang Wending glanced at Jiang Xue, whose mouth was covered by a bodyguard, and said, "You have ten minutes."

After speaking, he hung up the phone, walked over to a table, riffled through some blueprints, and sat down motioning with his hand.

His bodyguard immediately released Jiang Xue.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Xue demanded sharply, "I warn you, my husband will call the police right away."

"He won’t," Zhuang Wending said indifferently, "Because he seems like a smart man and knowing who I am, he won’t do anything futile.

As for what I’m going to do, wasn’t it clear enough last night?

You’re lucky, fitting my taste exactly, and have the chance to live in a place you probably couldn’t reach in your entire life."

Jiang Xue felt like she was dealing with a madman, looking at the workers lying unconscious not far away, she swallowed hard and said, "I’m not interested in that place you mentioned, please let me go immediately!"

Zhuang Wending shook his head, "You don’t have the right to decide whether to go or not."

"Why not? Why don’t I have a say in my own matters?"

"Because the moment I decided, you were left with only the option to accept."

Throughout, Zhuang Wending’s expression had barely changed, serene to the extreme, as if every word he spoke was an axiom, known to everyone in the world without question.

Unable to comprehend, Jiang Xue could only conclude that he was insane and impossible to communicate with.

Thinking back to her husband’s conversation, it seemed like Xiao Ming would arrive within ten minutes, so there was no need to be afraid.

In her heart, Xiao Ming was omnipotent. As long as he came, everything would be resolved.

"Let’s talk about your husband."

Zhuang Wending pulled out a cigarette and lit it, his posture relaxed and casual.

Jiang Xue sneered disdainfully, "What’s there to talk about? People like you will never understand the world of my husband’s life."

Mr. Zhuang remained unfazed and nodded, "It seems you really love your husband, that’s good, it has increased my interest in you by quite a bit.

I don’t like women who are too obedient, my patience with them can last at most a month.

Because they always become more docile than dogs before a month is up, which is really annoying.

I truly hope you can be different and bring me more surprises."

"I’m sure of it."

Jiang Xue shook her head, "You’re a psycho, and psychologically twisted. If my husband were here, he would surely be enthusiastic about introducing you to a psychiatrist."

Perhaps thinking of her husband’s usual nonsensical humor, she subconsciously lifted the corners of her mouth, her expression brimming with warmth and happiness.

This unintentional display of beauty caused Mr. Zhuang to lose focus for a moment. Glancing at his watch, he began to feel a bit impatient.

Three more minutes.

Time was moving too slowly.

Xiao Ming was riding his motorcycle at breakneck speed. Fortunately, the office building wasn’t far from Kanjiang No. 1, and he soon saw the three towering buildings by the riverside.

At the intersection ahead, the red light had only two seconds remaining, so he didn’t slow down. As the light changed, he sped past, brushing close to another car.

Just crossing the intersection, he was about to accelerate again when he heard a roaring engine rapidly approaching from behind.

Then, a silver-gray BMW M3 overtook him, sticking close, then deliberately slowed down. The rear of the car grazed his front wheel, causing him to lose balance and crash, sliding over ten meters.

"Fucking idiot! This is a vehicle lane. Trash like you who break the law, I’ll hit every one I see! Hahaha..."

The M3 stopped, and a blond guy stuck his head out to curse loudly, then drove away laughing.

Xiao Ming, seeing stars from the fall, ignored the dizziness and pain in his body, struggled to get up, picked up his bike, started it again, and accelerated toward Kanjiang No. 1.

After a tight chase, with just a few seconds to spare in the ten-minute window, the elevator finally reached the top floor. He lunged forward, slamming heavily against the room’s door.

Bang!

The sound was thunderous, Jiang Xue turned abruptly, her chest heaving with excitement.

Mr. Zhuang looked at his watch, raised an eyebrow, and gestured for his men to open the door.

"Get lost!"

Mr. Zhuang’s man opened the door and attempted to search Xiao Ming’s body but was kicked to the ground by him.

Entering the room and seeing his wife standing there, intact and with her hairstyle still in place, Xiao Ming then started to gasp for breath.

"Husband..."

Seeing her husband covered in mud, his clothes torn, and his arms scraped and bleeding, Jiang Xue’s heart ached instantly. She was about to run to him when her arm was grabbed.

"I’m okay!"

Xiao Ming flashed a smile at her, "Your husband’s a bit clumsy, just had a little accident while riding.

It’s just some superficial skin wounds, you can just dab some iodine on me later."

After speaking, his expression suddenly turned cold, staring straight at the man holding his wife’s arm, he said icily, "Say goodbye to your hand, because I’m going to chop it off!"

The man sneered in disdain, but Mr. Zhuang cracked a smile and asked, "How should I address you?"

"Xiao Ming!"

"Ah, Mr. Xiao."

Mr. Zhuang nodded and then pointed to the man who had been knocked out at the door, "You hit my man, that’s contempt towards me, unforgivable."

Xiao Ming curled the corner of his mouth, "Let my wife go, however you want to play this, I’m all in."

"Sigh..."

Mr. Zhuang sighed, his voice tinged with displeasure, "I’ve found a particularly serious problem with you lowlifes, you never see the bigger picture and always overestimate yourselves.

Mr. Xiao, do you really think you’re in a position to negotiate with me?"