Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 242 Cleaning Up for His Family_1

"Uncle! You finally came! You came to save Mengmeng..."

Gu Zhimeng lifted her little hands in surprise, and after being scooped up and hugged by Xiao Ming, she suddenly burst into tears.

"Uncle, they are... all bad people... Mengmeng didn’t do anything wrong, but they beat me, and they even wanted the big black dog to bite me... My arm hurts so much, and my legs hurt too..."

The little girl clung tightly to Xiao Ming’s neck, crying her eyes out, with tears and snot streaming down her face, her crying heart-wrenching, filled with immense sadness.

Xiao Ming gently patted the girl’s back, his gaze dark as he scanned the chaotic courtyard, but his tone was incomparably gentle.

"Mengmeng, don’t be afraid, uncle is here. No matter who hit you today, uncle will hit them back for you.

As for that big black dog, let’s just slaughter it and have a hotpot, and I’ll make you a little coat from its fur, how about that?"

While he was speaking, a loud wail was heard, and a woman rushed out of the side room, picking up a little boy from the ground, his mouth bleeding, calling him her heart and soul.

"Don’t," Gu Zhimeng said, "The big black dog didn’t really bite me, uncle, please don’t eat it, okay?"

"Who are you? Dare to hit my baby, I’ll fight you!"

The woman handed her child to a servant and, screaming, rushed towards Xiao Ming with flailing arms.

Xiao Ming flicked his hand and slapped her to the ground, then stepped on her face with his foot.

"Stop!" Lu Shijun squeezed through the crowd and shouted angrily, "Who are you? How dare you run wild in my Lu family, do you want to die?"

"My name is Xiao Ming, but that’s not important."

Xiao Ming said coldly, "What’s important is, do you know who this child in my arms is?"

"Xiao Ming?"

Lu Shijun took a closer look at him, and his expression softened quite a bit, "Mr. Xiao, I am very grateful that you saved my daughter at the airport today, but you..."

"I’m not here to seek gratitude!"

Xiao Ming interrupted him harshly, "Since you know Mengmeng is your daughter, why did you stand by indifferently while she was humiliated and abused?

Do you deserve to be called a father? What right do you have to call her ’daughter’?"

Lu Shijun furrowed his brows, confronted by the questioning, "This is my family affair, what’s it to you?"

"No one can harm the child I saved with my life, including her own father and mother!"

Xiao Ming’s voice boomed like a bell, his gaze lofty and domineering as though the people in front of him were not esteemed members of a noble family, but just creatures on the roof, mere chickens and dogs.

"Mr. Xiao?"

It was then that Gu Tinglan finally ran out from the adjacent room, rushing to him and urgently saying, "Why have you come? Get out of here..."

"Nonsense!" Someone jumped out, it was Lu Rusong, whom Xiao Ming had encountered at the airport.

"Good lad, quite brave! But do you think our Lu family is somewhere you can just come and go as you please?"

Seeing Gu Tinglan with disheveled hair, a swollen face, and bruises at the corner of his eyes and mouth, Xiao Ming sighed and asked, "You’ve already changed Mengmeng’s surname, why come back here?"

Tears welled up in Gu Tinglan’s eyes, "The... the child’s grandfather never treated me poorly, he wanted to see his family reunited one last time before closing his eyes. I couldn’t let him die with regrets."

"But you underestimated the shamelessness of this woman, and the cowardice of the man."

Xiao Ming shook his head, "Stand behind me. I came here to seek justice for Mengmeng, and I won’t leave until things are settled."

"How insolent! Somebody, come here!"

Lu Rusong yelled furiously, "Have his and that little bitch’s legs in his arms completely broken!"

"No!" Lu Shijun hurriedly intervened, "Just hit Xiao Ming, don’t hurt my daughter!"

Lu Rusong sneered dismissively, "Do it!"

The several bodyguards who had been eagerly watching from the perimeter immediately charged forward.

Xiao Ming covered Gu Zhimeng’s eyes and said indifferently, "Li."

"Sir."

"Draw blood!"

Sudden brilliance burst from Xiao Li’s eyes as, with a clang, a long saber flew out of its sheath like a silver ribbon.

In an instant, it was as if several crescents had fallen into the small courtyard, followed quickly by screams and shrieks.

Several bodyguards stumbled backwards, their wrists spraying fresh blood, and the ground was now scattered with six severed hands.

The people from the Lu Family in the courtyard were so shocked they couldn’t stop retreating, quickly clearing a large area in front of Xiao Ming.

Other than Xiao Li and Gu Zhimeng, everyone, including Gu Tinglan, looked at Xiao Ming with eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

What on earth had happened? Were they dreaming?

How could someone dare to draw a weapon and spill blood in the Lu Family mansion, let alone in the mourning hall of the deceased Lu Family Patriarch?

And it was just one man and one woman.

Had they gone mad?

"Sigh... It seems that the Lu Family has indeed been too low-profile these years, and the outside world has forgotten our former majesty."

A thick voice sounded, causing the Lu Family members to immediately part to either side, as a wheelchair rolled out slowly from the middle.

Seated in the wheelchair was a middle-aged man around fifty years old, lean built, with a rare squarish face not often seen in the south, thick brows, and large eyes, exuding an imposing presence without anger.

Xiao Ming narrowed his eyes, recognizing this man as the eldest of the Lu Family and the next in line to be Family Head, Lu Shibing.

Coming to the front, Lu Shibing tilted his head toward Lu Shijun: "Second brother, this is your family matter. Although it’s disgraceful to have such a scene at our father’s funeral, I didn’t plan to get involved.

But now I have no choice. To see blood at a funeral is an ominous sign; this is no longer just your personal matter. Step back."

Lu Shijun opened his mouth but eventually said nothing, lowering his head and taking two steps back.

Only then did Lu Shibing turn toward Xiao Ming, with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.

"Does Mr. Xiao have a grievance with my family?"

Xiao Ming shook his head, "No."

"Then why show such disrespect to my ancestors?"

Xiao Ming smiled: "So, you don’t believe I really came here to stand up for the child in my arms?"

Lu Shibing shook his head: "I don’t. To attack the Lu Family mansion alone for a child who is neither kin nor kith, especially since the child only suffered some scolding and teaching, with no injuries.

I cannot believe anyone would be so foolish."

"Then that’s due to your lack of world experience. Or perhaps, you are too cold by nature to understand the emotions between people."

Xiao Ming replied indifferently, "Of course, you can also think that I am too arrogant and conceited, not taking your Lu Family seriously at all.

Just like I said before, the child I risked my life to save, no one is qualified to harm her!"

With that, he stepped back from the woman and ordered coldly, "Li, scar her face!"

Xiao Li didn’t say a word; another flash of cold light streaked by, and the woman began to scream and roll on the ground, her hands quickly covered in fresh blood.

Lu Shibing’s expression remained indifferent, but his eyes had grown much colder.

Clatter, clatter, clatter...

Suddenly, a chaotic sound of footsteps came, and then around twenty people rushed into the courtyard, surrounding Xiao Ming and his group, leaving only Lu Shibing alone by the entrance.

"Since you refuse to tell the truth, then you may as well never speak again.

Four people, tie them up, drag them out, no bloodshed."

He paused, then added in a flat tone, "Bury them alive!"

Xiao Ming’s eyebrows raised, and he grinned: "Li, the ground of this courtyard is too dirty, give it a wash for them."