Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 415 I Am Very Gratified_1

Xiao Ming’s voice wasn’t loud, yet Jiang Nanxi felt a buzzing in her ears.

She had just been crushed by the destruction of her false pride, and now she was being forced to confront the heaviest burden in her heart.

Beyond the fear and discomfort, there was a faint, inexplicable excitement, much like a middle schooler who knew they would get a beating, but still couldn’t help feeling tempted by a classmate’s invitation to pull an all-nighter.

"Can’t do it?" Xiao Ming asked.

"Sir, I... Although that person is just a dog of the Jiang family, being the person in charge of an entire province’s industry means he’s also part of the family core,"

Jiang Nanxi explained, suppressing the turmoil within her heart, "Killing him for no reason will definitely infuriate my father, and the consequences are unpredictable."

Xiao Ming shook his head, "That’s not for you to consider. Tell me, do you want to kill him?"

Jiang Nanxi pursed her lips, "Yes."

"Then go and kill."

Jiang Nanxi didn’t move, her expression torn.

Xiao Ming waited for a moment, sighed in disappointment, and turned to leave.

"Trash is trash! From now on, you’re free."

Jiang Nanxi felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

"You are free," no matter how it was said, seemed like a good phrase, but in her ears, it sounded like "you’ve been abandoned."

In a daze, she felt as if she had returned to that mountain again.

The deep, dark forest hid who-knows-how-many monsters; the spiders weaving webs on the beams above could fall on her face at any moment; centipedes and all sorts of insects crawled back and forth under the bed.

The thunder frightened snakes into her bed, yet she had to pretend as if she felt nothing.

No one cared for her, no one saved her, no one comforted or protected her, even the children in the village below the mountain laughed at her as a wild child unwanted by her parents.

She had been abandoned, all alone.

She didn’t want to be all alone again!

Xiao Ming had just reached the elevator when he suddenly heard a scream from behind. He turned to see Jiang Nanxi walking out of the room, her stiff face dotted with a few drops of blood.

"Sir, he’s already dead!"

Xiao Ming’s mouth twitched into a slight smile, walked back, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from her face.

"A beautiful girl should be clean and pure, even when she’s killing."

Jiang Nanxi’s eyes shone again, even a little misty.

"Yes, Nanxi will remember!"

After wiping her face clean, Xiao Ming casually stuffed the handkerchief into Jiang Nanxi’s pocket and walked into the suite.

Jiang Nanxi quickly and carefully folded the handkerchief neatly and placed it in her inner pocket as if it were a precious gift.

Qingfeng watched from the sidelines with cold eyes, his admiration and respect for Xiao Ming reaching its peak.

A stick followed by a sweet date, this was the simplest way to control subordinates; the so-called carrot and stick strategy was something almost everyone understood.

But Xiao Ming had turned such a simple method into an art form.

On the surface, his treatment of Jiang Nanxi seemed nothing special, but upon closer consideration, it was clear that he was training her like a dog.

If she made a mistake, he’d punish her pride; if she obeyed, he would reward her with warmth.

For someone desperately lacking love, this was tailor-made psychological control.

Over time, Jiang Nanxi would become habitually obedient due to her yearning for warmth, and might even proactively seek Xiao Ming’s favor to get extra rewards.

Just like a well-behaved dog that brings slippers with a wagging tail when its master comes home.

In the suite’s living room, the fat guy surnamed Jiang lay on the carpet, with blood still gushing from the slit in his neck, soaking the red carpet beneath him black.

There were four other people in the living room, standing scattered in the corners, all with faces of shock, not knowing what to do.

"I’m sorry for startling everyone," Xiao Ming said as he sat on the couch, toe-kicking the dead fat guy, and smiled, "Originally, my invitation to you all was simply to buy out your shares in the Fanjincheng project.

Unfortunately, Mr. Jiang seemed to have some prejudice against me, speaking so definitively that he left no room for negotiation.

I had no choice but to let him die for real, you all understand, right?"

This was the most absurd and incomprehensible thing those four people had ever heard, yet they all nodded without hesitation.

"It seems that you all are reasonable businessmen, and I am pleased," Xiao Ming nodded and continued, "Considering that your company is in debt and on the verge of bankruptcy, I propose to take on your company’s debts in exchange for all the shares you four possess.

Do you have any objections?"

All four shook their heads, their movements synchronized.

A joke, even the Ten Residence Bodhisattvas have started killing, so even if they felt a sting, they couldn’t possibly object!

Billions in wealth were important, but only if you were alive to spend it.

"Excellent! Qingfeng."

Qingfeng immediately took out four agreement documents from his bag, handing each person their copy, along with a pen.

"Oh dear, I’m sorry, uncle, I forgot to bring the inkpad," he said.

Xiao Ming was taken aback, then immediately realized the young man’s wicked joke, shook his head with a laugh, and pointing to the corpse on the ground said, "No problem, there’s plenty of red right here, please bend over and help yourselves, gentlemen!"

After the four signed their names on the agreement and shakily pressed their thumbprints smeared with blood, they hurriedly took their leave, fearing any delay might end with them being silenced permanently.

In truth, they were overthinking it.

If Xiao Ming dared to have Jiang Nanxi act in front of them, it was because he was certain they would not dare to call the police.

And besides, with Ding Jianwei around, even if they did call the police, it wouldn’t matter.

"Nanxi, take a photo of this dead fat man, then send it to Old Mr. Jiang."