Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 232: It’s Easy to Make People Hate to the Bone_1

Chapter 232: Chapter 232: It’s Easy to Make People Hate to the Bone_1

At this very moment, Xiao Ming certainly didn’t know that back at his house, two young women were discussing how to take possession of his body. After letting Xiao Li take a photo of him blowing Xiao Bing’s hair, he quickly sent it to Jiang Xue via MMS.

Although this couldn’t prove anything, it was at least a statement of intent.

Trust has always been fragile, never to be taken for granted.

"Brother, do you love your wife very much?"

In the mirror, Xiao Bing’s cheeks were rosy, but her eyes were filled with wistfulness.

Xiao Ming patiently blew dry her hair and nodded, "She is the woman I love most and the only one I deeply love."

Xiao Bing pouted her lips, "Then... Can I be jealous of her?"

"Of course, you can. That would be an honor for me."

Xiao Ming smiled, "But I hope you won’t be upset about it, or do anything that could hurt others or yourself."

"How can I not feel upset?"

"It’s simple, see me as a relative, not as a man."

Xiao Bing turned around, "But Bing was born for brother!"

"You were not." Xiao Ming shook his head, "No one in this world is born for someone else.

You and your sister Li are independent individuals, just like everyone else out there, only unfortunate events have befallen you, causing you to lose your freedom.

I cannot change the past, but from the moment I ’bought’ you, your future has been completely different.

You are no longer dolls but free individuals!

Remember this as the first permanent command I give you."

Xiao Bing looked down, her voice somber, "Brother’s words are profound, Bing doesn’t understand."

"No matter, I believe that one day, you will certainly understand," he said.

As his words ended, the ringtone of a mobile phone sounded. Xiao Ming picked it up to see that the caller was Ding Jianwei.

"Are you ashore yet? Is everything still smooth?" he asked as he picked up.

"No problem, I’ve just met up with the comrades who are supposed to receive me." In the background of Ding Jianwei’s call, the whooshing sound of the wind was audible, clearly indicating he was still at the seaside, having just landed.

"That’s good. If you’re going to be in Lingnan for a while, let’s have a meal together when you have time."

Ding Jianwei chuckled, "I’m not sure how many days I’ll stay, let’s talk about it later.

I’m calling you because I’ve just received some news that seems a bit coincidental, perhaps I’m reading too much into it, but nonetheless, it doesn’t hurt to be cautious."

"What news?"

"Do you know about the Fierce Dog Shelter?"

Xiao Ming’s heart tightened, "That infamous assassin organization from Southeast Asia? Don’t tell me a Mad Dog has arrived in Lingnan."

"You indeed know too much that you shouldn’t," Ding Jianwei remarked with a slight sense of awe, then he continued, more seriously, "Yes, according to intelligence, a Mad Dog will arrive in Lingnan today.

Their appearance is unknown, the target is unknown, and even the landing spot is vague, making preventive capture very difficult.

So, be extra careful these next few days."

"Do you think they’re coming for me?"

"I don’t know. I just have a feeling that you’re the kind of person who can easily make someone hate you to the bone."

Xiao Ming gave a wry smile, "All right! I’ll be careful, thanks."

After ending the call, he pondered for a moment, found a photo in his phone’s album, and said to Xiao Li, "This man is named Duan Zhengwei, the general manager of the Lingnan branch of Qingyuan Group, located at No.191 Dongfeng Road.

I’m troubling you to track him, note down all of his conversations outside business matters, until he goes to sleep."

Xiao Li frowned, "And what about you..."

"It’s ok, I’ll take good care of Bing, rest assured."

"Sir, you just need to take good care of yourself."

Xiao Li stood up to leave as Xiao Ming continued to blow-dry Xiao Bing’s hair, silently thinking to himself, "Duan Zhengwei, I hope you haven’t gone mad to that extent.

In my previous life, Sir Duan did not end up sending off someone younger in his old age, which was rather pitiful."

Early the next day, as soon as it was light, Yang Hanqing boarded the first plane to Lingnan.

Today, she deliberately didn’t wear her usual office lady suit, instead opting for a long, ankle-length floral dress.

Although it visually lessened the siren call of her voluptuous figure, it added a touch of fashion and youthfulness; her bare feet in strapped high heels walked briskly, making her look like a woman in her early twenties at first glance, attracting a lot of attention.

Among those were two gazes from a young man wearing sunglasses.

He had noticed this woman in the first-class lounge, her appearance and aura scratching his itch perfectly.

To him, she seemed like she was made just for him.

"Miss, hello! May I ask your name?"

Just as Yang Hanqing sat down, contemplating whether Xiao Ming would like her attire, a hand, wrist gleaming with a gold watch, extended toward her.

Her brow furrowed slightly, she touched her toad-style glasses and said coldly, "Sorry, I’m not in the habit of giving my name to strangers."

The man seemed to have anticipated her response, chuckling, retracted his hand and said, "I am Lu Rusong, 25 years old, running a small business back in Lingnan, unmarried, single.

There, now you know some basic information about me, we’re not strangers anymore, right?"

He thought himself witty, his tactic had indeed garnered light laughter from beautiful women before, but Yang Hanqing was not the kind of vase that was all looks and no brain; she couldn’t be bothered to even glance at him, asking, "Would you like me to complain to the flight attendant about your harassment?"

Lu Rusong was taken aback, then felt a flush of irritation mingled with embarrassment.

He was good-looking and dressed stylishly, and his gold watch had always made a good impression when he flirted. Even when women weren’t interested, they were typically more polite. He’d never been dismissed so bluntly—it was like a slap in the face.

"Miss, there was nothing rude about my behavior," he said, trying to keep his composure, "I just wanted to make a friend, is there something wrong with that?"

"Harassment is harassment. It depends on whether the other person wants to deal with you, not on whether you are polite or not.

If you don’t understand that, then I suggest you go back and check a dictionary to see what ’politeness’ really means."

Lu Rusong’s face darkened; he really wanted to slap this woman.

But he had urgent matters to attend to in Lingnan, and if he laid hands on her, he’d definitely be thrown off the flight—too much of a delay.

Taking a deep breath, he returned to his seat thinking, "Stuck-up bitch, I’ll let you be smug for now. Once we get to Lingnan, I’ll see how I’ll deal with you!"

Seeing that he had backed down, Yang Hanqing breathed a sigh of relief, took out her phone to draft a message to Xiao Ming but then thought better of it and deleted it. She glanced out the window with a trace of a smile, eagerly anticipating the plane’s takeoff.

In Lingnan, Xiao Ming was enjoying Lingnan morning tea while listening to Xiao Li’s report.

"Last night, besides business matters, Duan Zhengwei only made a call home, chatting with his wife and son for about half an hour. The rest of the time, he was flirting with his secretary.

Also, during that time, the secretary received a call, looking very serious, informing the person on the other end to go to the overpass near No.237 Jianshe Road and start a black Toyota with the license plate Ling A38221, and to check into a budget hotel near the airport."