Tiger Scar didn't even know how he died.

And that's how his life ended.

The moment their leader fell, the two henchmen behind him trembled with fear, their eyes wide with terror.

They're killing me to cover it up!

Tiger Scar usually treats the two of them fairly well.

We made money together and never treated them unfairly.

Now they watched as their leader lay dead, covered in blood, right before their eyes.

Besides fear, there was also some grief mixed in with my feelings.

But the two of them were no match for each other at all.

If I were to clash with them at this time, I'm afraid I'd end up like the boss.

Upon seeing this, the two men immediately knelt down and kowtowed to the two men in black, begging for mercy, "Big, big brother, please let us go! We don't know anything, we didn't see anything!"

"Yes, yes, we absolutely won't say anything false. Please, have mercy and let us go!"

They didn't want to die! They wanted to save their lives!

The man in black, holding a dagger, walked up to them expressionlessly.

Looking down at them, he uttered only one sentence: "Only the dead cannot speak."

As soon as the man in black finished speaking, the dagger in his hand moved with lightning speed.

Before the two lackeys could react, they both collapsed to the ground.

They clutched their necks with both hands, unable to scream in pain.

Their fate was the same as their leader's.

One fatal blow.

Their necks were stained red with blood.

Silently, without even a blink of an eye.

After resolving the issue, the two men in black cleaned up the scene and left the lakeside.

-

During this period, Tang Xingmi's morning sickness symptoms improved significantly.

It doesn't feel as bad as before.

Now, I can not only eat, but I can also eat a lot.

Sometimes she has a good appetite and can eat two bowls of rice.

Of course, the key point is that Fu Xiaohan personally cooked delicious dishes for his darling.

They took very good care of Tang Xingmi.

Eat better.

She used to be very thin, but now she has gained some weight.

It's rounder than before.

It's also become cuter.

That night, around 1 a.m.

Outside the window, the night was pitch black and silent, with only a crescent moon hanging high in the sky, casting a silvery halo.

In the bedroom on the second floor, Tang Xingmi, who was sleeping in Fu Xiaohan's arms, felt uncomfortable all over. She didn't know why, but she couldn't fall asleep. She was very irritable.

Fu Xiaohan noticed Tang Xingmi's movement, and sleepily raised his head, looking at the little one in his arms, and asked, "What's wrong, sweetie? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Xiao Han, I don't know why, I just suddenly have a craving for sour things."

"Sour?" Fu Xiaohan reached out and turned on the bedside lamp.

Fu Xiaohan propped himself up and asked with a worried look, "Besides craving sour foods, is there anything else that's bothering you?"

"No, I really want to eat oranges right now, sour oranges."

Fu Xiaohan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that she only wanted to eat sour oranges and had no other discomfort.

He stood up. "Shall I go check the kitchen?"

Tang Xingmi nodded.

Fu Xiaohan, wearing his pajamas, went downstairs to the second floor.

The servants in the manor were resting at this time.

The living room was pitch black.

Fu Xiaohan turned on the light and went into the kitchen.

After searching around, I found that all the fruits were sweet, but none were sour.

There were no oranges either.

Fu Xiaohan quickly went up to the second floor.

Hearing the sound, Tang Xingmi, who was sitting on the bed eagerly wanting to eat sour oranges, looked towards the bedroom door with her starry eyes full of anticipation, "Xiaohan, do you have any sour oranges?"

When Xiao Han entered, his hands were empty, and he hadn't brought anything with him, so it seemed he didn't have any sour oranges.

Tang Xingmi, who was particularly craving sour oranges, was a little disappointed.

Fu Xiaohan came to the bedside, first kissing her forehead reassuringly, then said softly, "Sweetie, wait for me a moment, I'll be right back."

"where you go?"

"Buy oranges for my darling." Fu Xiaohan bent down, his gaze level with hers, looked at her with a doting smile, and gently touched her cheek as he spoke softly.

It's almost 2 a.m. now, where are there any oranges left?

The supermarkets are all closed.

The street vendors have all gone home.

Besides, it's so late, and she's worried about Xiao Han going out in the dark.

"I'll go tomorrow; it'll be too late then." Although she really wanted to eat, she decided to just wait it out.

"It's okay, as long as my sweetie wants to eat it, I'll definitely buy it for you."

Tang Xingmi was taken aback.

He was stunned for a moment.

He would always buy it for her if she wanted to eat it.

These words lingered in her heart for a long time.

He didn't hesitate to go out in the middle of the night to buy her oranges when she said she wanted some.

Tang Xingmi felt a warm current envelop her heart.

With that, Fu Xiaohan stood up and went to the dressing room to change into casual clothes. "Wait for me, I'll be right back."

He left the bedroom and drove away from the manor.

The streets were unusually quiet at around 2 a.m.

Most supermarkets are closed.

Fu Xiaohan drove to a 24-hour convenience store.

I asked the salesperson inside, and they said this store doesn't sell oranges.

Fu Xiaohan then drove around to several convenience stores, asking if they sold sour oranges.

The answer is the same: no.

I searched the streets again and again, but couldn't find it.

It's already past 3 a.m.

Fu Xiaohan saw an old man wearing a T-shirt riding a tricycle loaded with oranges past him.

He immediately stopped the car and called out to the old man.

I rushed forward and asked, "Excuse me, are your oranges sour?"

Fu Xiaohan's first question stumped the old man.

This was the first time he had ever heard of someone buying sour oranges!

The old man asked, "Young man, you want to make vinegar, right?"

"No, my wife is pregnant and wants to eat sour things," Fu Xiaohan said.

Oh, I see. This young man in front of me is really handsome!

He'd lived to a ripe old age, and this was the first time he'd ever seen a little boy who was so handsome.

Just like the celebrities on TV.

If he were a young girl, she would definitely marry him!

He's handsome and treats his wife so well!

I went out in the middle of the night to buy oranges.

That's truly rare!

But all the oranges in his truck were sweet.

The old man told him the truth, "Young man, these are all sweet oranges, none of them are sour."

A hint of regret flashed in Fu Xiaohan's eyes as he asked, "Then do you know where I can still buy oranges around here?"

The old man gave him directions, "Go straight along this road to the end, then turn to the side. There are a few stalls selling oranges there."

"Okay, thank you."

After thanking the old man, Fu Xiaohan hurried in the direction he had pointed.

Large vehicles cannot enter, but bicycles and electric vehicles can.

Fu Xiaohan didn't drive; he ran there immediately.

Summer weather is already hot, and it's easy to sweat even with just a little activity.

When Fu Xiaohan reached his destination, his shirt was soaked with sweat.

He didn't even bother wiping the sweat from his forehead as he approached a stall.

A plump auntie carrying a palm-leaf fan grinned as she saw a customer enter. "Handsome young man, are you here to buy oranges? My oranges are super sweet, or you can have them for free!" she enthusiastically promoted her oranges.

Fu Xiaohan asked, "Are all these oranges sweet?"

"Yes, mine is super sweet. If you don't believe me, I'll peel one for you to try."

As she spoke, the enthusiastic aunt picked up a golden orange and prepared to peel it.

Fu Xiaohan stopped him, saying, "No need, I don't want sweet, I want sour."

Upon hearing this, the enthusiastic aunt stared at Fu Xiaohan for a few moments.

This person is really strange; they don't eat sweet oranges, they only eat sour ones!

When the enthusiastic auntie heard that the man in front of her only wanted sour oranges, she realized there was no chance of him selling them and stopped trying to sell them.

Hearing this, a disabled man not far from the enthusiastic auntie tried to drum up business for himself, saying, "Handsome, do you want some sour oranges? These are all sour."

Fu Xiaohan walked up to the uncle's stall and said, "I'll take all of these."

The middle-aged man exclaimed in surprise, "All of them!?"

"Pack all these sour oranges away."

Fu Xiaohan explained it very clearly.

After his initial surprise, the uncle was overjoyed and quickly packed all the sour oranges from his stall for the customer.

No wonder my left eyelid kept twitching tonight, it turns out the God of Wealth has arrived!

After paying, Fu Xiaohan left, carrying two large bags of oranges.

Back at the manor.

Tang Xingmi heard the sound of the bedroom door opening.

I got out of bed.

Then they saw Xiao Han carrying two large bags of things.

Tang Xingmi was as happy as a child, "Wow, so many oranges, are they all sour?"

"Yes, the boss said these are all sour."

Fu Xiaohan came to the bedside, put the things he was carrying on the bedside table, opened the plastic bag, took out an orange, and peeled off the green peel.

"Sweetie, have a taste."

He handed the peeled orange to Tang Xingmi.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Tang Xingmi felt much more relaxed just from smelling the air.

He took the orange and put it in his mouth.

It's tangy and juicy, so delicious!

Fu Xiaohan stood by the bed and peeled the food for her, while Tang Xingmi ate it happily.

After eating the sour orange, the discomfort in my body gradually disappeared.

I was in a very happy mood.

She ate with great satisfaction.

"Xiao Han, have one." She cut off a slice and handed it to Fu Xiao Han.

Fu Xiaohan lowered his head and, using her hand, put the orange into his mouth.

Instantly, the features on Fu Xiaohan's face, already showing signs of bitterness, all scrunched up.

That's way too sour.

My teeth are so sensitive they're about to fall out.

He saw Xiao Han frowning at the sourness.

Tang Xingmi couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing the little one laughing at him, Fu Xiaohan put his hand on her waist and gently tickled her.

Tang Xingmi giggled uncontrollably, lying on the bed, defeated by the tickling, "Xiao Han, I was wrong, I was wrong."

"Where did I go wrong?" Fu Xiaohan leaned against her side.

The little girl answered honestly, "I shouldn't have laughed at you."

Fu Xiaohan shook his head. "That's not right."

"Huh? Isn't this it?" Tang Xingmi was a little confused.

Tang Xingmi blinked her clear, bright eyes and looked at him, asking, "What is that?"

“I bought oranges for my sweetie, and when I came back, she still hasn’t kissed me.”