Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 326 Mingyue_1

Xiao Ming was truly angry and also broke out in a cold sweat.

Zhou Qingyuan didn’t understand Hong Sen, and once Hong Sen agreed, even if Xiao Ming himself endured multiple stab wounds, this girl would inevitably get hurt as well.

So, he practically shouted to stop Zhou Qingyuan, then raised his hand, and fiercely plunged the knife into his thigh, burying it to the hilt.

Zhou Qingyuan suddenly widened her eyes, followed by large tears overflowing from her eyes, streaming down her cheeks, gathering at her chin, and dropping off.

Xiao Ming was in so much pain that his entire body trembled, he was drenched in sweat, and his face twisted in agony as he squeezed out a smile.

"Are you satisfied now? Are you happy?"

Zhou Qingyuan shook her head vigorously, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry..."

"Enough already! Even if you turn into a broken record, it won’t change the fact that I want to give you a good beating.

Get lost quickly, don’t annoy me here!"

"I won’t leave! You... you’re dying, I want to die with you!" freewebnσvel.cѳm

"You’re really sick! To be so desperate over a man who doesn’t like you, for Sir Zhou to have such an ungrateful daughter like you, that’s his sadness."

"I don’t care!" Zhou Qingyuan shouted stubbornly, "From the moment I set my heart on you, it was destined that I would be unfilial in this lifetime. Bad luck for my dad, I’ll make it up to him in the next life!"

Xiao Ming was completely defeated.

Or perhaps, he always knew the outcome would be like this, and was simply hoping for a perfect solution.

In his previous life, in the twenty years following his wife’s death, countless women had shared his bed, but only Zhou Qingyuan had succeeded in entering his heart.

No matter how rotten he acted, no matter how badly he was wounded, this girl always remained steadfast and turned all her pride into the determination and motivation to pursue him.

If he hadn’t died suddenly, the outcome would have been different.

The entanglements from the past life continued into this one, and amidst his helplessness, he could only lament Zhou Qingyuan’s bad luck.

With a long sigh, Xiao Ming slumped back on the sofa, looked at the ceiling, and said, "Brat, I’m already like this, haven’t you calmed down yet? Don’t believe me, next time I’ll take Qingfeng out to enjoy some fun."

Zhou Qingyuan was stunned by these words, just about to worry whether Xiao Ming was delirious from blood loss, she saw a door to a bedroom open, and a short-haired girl, looking like a tomboy, came out.

"Humph! If you dare to do that, I’ll make sure your death is uglier than a pig’s!"

The girl looked sixteen or seventeen, her skin slightly tanned, as though she’d just returned from the beach, displaying a very healthy wheat color.

She was not tall, less than one meter sixty, thin and fragile, with a small face the size of a palm which made her large, expressive eyes stand out even more.

Seeing her, Hong Sen was shocked, and he roared at the Mad Dogs, "What are you useless trash doing? Kill her, or I’ll kill you..."

His words abruptly stopped, for with three thudding sounds, all three Mad Dogs in the room collapsed, twitching and foaming at the mouth, obviously poisoned.

Subsequently, Zhou Qingyuan couldn’t help but feel her scalp numbing and instinctively clung to Xiao Ming.

They saw three small snakes crawl out of the clothes of the three Mad Dogs, slither over to the girl, shimmy up her trouser leg, and disappear from sight.

Hong Sen, scared, jumped onto the sofa, "Sha Lang! Are you dead? Kill her quickly!"

Sha Lang seemed to have turned into a stone statue, deaf to the shouts, unmoving.

Hong Sen’s expression slowly changed from shock to dismay, and then to uncontrollable rage, "Sha Lang, you dare betray your master, you..."

"Save your breath!" Xiao Ming spoke indifferently, "A wolf will always be a wolf, not a dog. His most loved woman and unborn child are in my hands now, his master is me, not you."

Hong Sen’s small eyes bulged, clearly unable to believe that Sha Lang actually had a woman.

But a moment later, he sneered again, "Xiao Ming, do you think that controlling a Sha Lang guarantees your victory?"

Fierce Dog Shelter makes a move, never leaving survivors!

I so readily agreed to let your women leave before just to play you for the money. The moment they step out of the room, they will be recaptured by my dogs.

Now, everything has returned to square one.

Either you kill me and let those women and children accompany me in death,

or you kill the two women beside you. If I’m pleased, perhaps I’ll spare your life."

Xiao Ming yawned, "Sha Lang, nail him to the couch."

Sha Lang drew a rib-like short dagger from behind his waist and without a word, pinned down Hong Sen, stabbing the knife into his right chest, the blade sinking in up to the handle.

Hong Sen’s eyes nearly popped with the strain, and just as he was about to scream in agony, Xiao Ming added, "Dying from a pneumothorax is extremely painful, I advise you to hold back from opening your mouth and breathe slowly."

Hong Sen, being a tough character, instantly clenched his teeth. His rapid, pain-fueled breaths also forcefully slowed down; however, he glared at Xiao Ming with eyes filled with murderous intent.

At this moment, the young girl warily asked Sha Lang, "He has superior skills, are you sure not to kill him?"

Xiao Ming smiled like an old lecher, "Aiya, our Mingyue has grown into a big girl. Come over and let Uncle give you a hug."

Mingyue’s complexion darkened a shade, and she gritted her teeth in anger, "Do you really want to die?"

"That temper of yours! No wonder Qingfeng clearly likes you yet doesn’t even dare to speak up. You should change that. It’s already creepy enough for a girl to be around venomous creatures all day. If you keep being so fierce, who would want to marry you?"

"Damn it, you talk too much. I’m leaving."

"Hey, hey, hey, Uncle was wrong. Good Mingyue, come and treat my wounds. I dared let them cut me because you were here; you are Uncle’s lifesaver!"

Although Mingyue still had a stern face, the pride in her eyes was very clear, displaying an obvious childlike nature.

She returned to the bedroom and quickly came out with a bag, walking to Xiao Ming’s side, glaring at Zhou Qingyuan, "Move away!"

"Children should be polite. Call her ’sister,’" Xiao Ming said displeased.

Though still not fully understanding the situation, Zhou Qingyuan knew this girl was here to help Xiao Ming, so she promptly moved back, but couldn’t resist saying, "No need to call her sister, aunt will do."

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Xiao Ming choked on his saliva and shook his head helplessly, "I was just unnecessarily speaking up for you."

Mingyue roughly tore away his shirt and inspected all the wounds carefully, saying coldly, "Although the wound on your thigh is the most serious, as long as the knife isn’t pulled out, it’s not an immediate concern.

However, even though the tendons in your hands and feet aren’t severed, the bleeding is severe, so I need to address that first."

"Mm, you’re the professional in this area. Uncle’s hundred-plus pounds are all yours now."

Mingyue shot him a strange look, then opened her bag and took out items like sutures, iodine, bandages, and conveniently placed them on the sofa.

Suddenly, she tensed up completely, with snakeheads peeking out from her collar, sleeves, and even her pockets, hissing and flicking their tongues toward the direction of the door.

Xiao Ming looked back and saw Xiao Bing standing by the entrance, her face drooping like a ghost.

"All settled?" he asked.

"Two in the car outside the community, one near the lawn, one on the rooftops of the two buildings next door, plus two outside the door and in the hallway, seven dogs in total," Xiao Bing reported.

With each sentence Xiao Bing spoke, Hong Sen’s face turned a shade paler, and by the end, he could no longer muster any ferocious expression.

Because those were the exact dogs he had mentioned earlier that he would use to recapture Xiao Ming’s women and children—seven in total, no more, no less.