"Meow~" A pitiful kitten's cry came from Song Shang's throat.
He stretched out his claws and struggled with all his might to break free.
"Hey hey hey!" Geng Ying exclaimed in surprise, grabbing a towel from the side and pressing it down on him, quickly wrapping him up like a cocoon, and gently coaxing him, "Okay! Okay! I won't look anymore! How come you're so shy at such a young age? Looks like I'll have to bring you to get sterilized sooner."
Song Shang was bound and unable to move. Upon hearing this, he screamed even more pitifully.
What sterilization!
That's perverted!
Looking at him wasn't enough; I wanted to castrate him too!
Help!
"It looks really strong, meowing so loudly." The doctor looked pleased. "This kind of kitten is easy to raise. As the weather gets colder, just make sure to keep it warm and prevent it from catching a cold."
"Okay!" Geng Ying smiled, her eyebrows lifting. "I have experience! Thank you, doctor! I'll take it home now."
"Okay, remember to come for your second vaccination next time."
"Uh-huh!"
Geng Ying carried Song Shang, who was wrapped up like a cicada pupa, and hurried home with a joyful expression.
Along the way, Song Shang tried to escape, but he was in the form of a kitten and only had the strength of a kitten. He could do nothing but howl at the top of his lungs.
Geng Ying thought he was scared and buried him even closer in her arms.
Song Shang only quieted down when he finally ran out of strength to shout.
*
The following day, in the intensive care unit.
Li Hu stared blankly at the ceiling.
He never imagined that Fang Ming would have the audacity to kill him.
After cutting off his tongue last time, Fang Ming sneaked into the hospital for the second time yesterday, disguised himself as a doctor, took out a tube of unknown liquid, and injected it into his IV drip.
Fortunately, he discovered it early; only a small amount of the substance had entered his blood vessels, but it was enough for him to go to the operating room once.
The police came again this morning, trying various methods to get him to recount the crime.
He was incredibly frustrated.
Without a tongue, one cannot speak, nor can one write human characters.
He couldn't even express who wanted to kill him.
This was the first time he regretted not studying diligently within his community.
Li Hu sighed heavily, his eyes tightly closed, but he dared not fall asleep.
He's basically a crippled tiger now, unable to even beat an ordinary human. He doesn't dare to fall asleep, fearing that the reckless Fang Ming will come to kill him again.
On the other side, the Fang family villa.
Fang's father held a cigarette in his hand, his face full of worry, looking at the numb and cold Fang Ming across from him with a hesitant expression.
"Dad..." Fang Ming's throat was dry and his voice was hoarse, "What should we do?"
His lips were chapped, his face was dazed, as if he hadn't slept for days, and a stubble of stubble had appeared on his beard, making him look ten years older.
Mr. Fang clicked his tongue, stubbed out his cigarette, and sighed deeply. "Why were you so impulsive?"
“That person already had his hands and feet crippled. I just asked you to make him mute, but you actually cut out his tongue. And today, while I was away, you secretly went to the hospital again and got him into the intensive care unit.”
Mr. Fang glanced at him sideways and said, "What exactly did you send him here for? You won't tell me when I ask you."
"Was it murder?" Mr. Fang asked quietly, lowering his voice.
Fang Ming's eyes flickered slightly, and he shook his head.
"Tsk." Mr. Fang wiped his face. "Since it's not something as serious as murder, why do you have to be so secretive?"
"Xiaoling has been unconscious for the past two days, and the company project was inexplicably stolen. Your mother's mental state is also very poor. You haven't dared to tell your mother about this yet. You're not saying anything now, and you're just trying to make that person suffer. How am I supposed to help you?!"
Mr. Fang also lost his temper, suddenly stood up, and smashed the vase on the table to the ground.
With a bang, the vase shattered into pieces, and sharp porcelain shards pierced Fang Ming's hand, drawing blood instantly.
Fang Ming blinked unconsciously, "Dad...actually..."
Realizing he was about to tell the truth, Mr. Fang quickly squatted down, took his hands, and said with rare tenderness, "Son, tell Dad the truth. You are Dad's only son. This Fang family will belong to you alone in the future. Dad will definitely help you and will not stand idly by."
Fang Ming's pupils contracted slightly as his gaze fell on him. "Actually... that person was someone I hired to rape Zhu Hao..."
Mr. Fang was stunned. His brows furrowed instantly, and he released Fang Ming's hand, staring at him with a strange expression.
Fang Ming panicked and quickly grabbed his father's hand, kneeling on the ground. "Dad! Dad! Tang Song absolutely cannot find out about this! If he finds out, we're all finished!! Not just me! The entire Fang family will be finished!! Please save me! Think of a way! Get rid of Li Hu completely! That guy can kill so many people without batting an eye, he must be fearless. Keeping him alive is a menace, and Tang Song will find out someday!!"
Mr. Fang frowned, remaining silent as if deep in thought.
"Dad!" Fang Ming knelt forward two steps. "I'm fine on my own, but you have to think about Mom! And! And the Fang family company!"
"The Fang family has finally managed to break into the upper echelons of Beicheng's social circle; they absolutely cannot let this incident bring them back to square one!!"
Father Fang's eyes softened as he stared at Fang Ming, who was weeping uncontrollably, and sighed, "Since you knew the consequences of doing this, why did you still go and provoke him?"
"Didn't we plan to have Xiaoling replace Zhuhao?" Fang Ming sniffed and wiped his face with his hand. "I was thinking, if you keep boiling the frog like this, when will you ever achieve your goal? What if by then Zhuhao is rejected by Tang Song, and Xiaoling doesn't get what she wants either? Wouldn't we end up losing both?"
"I'll have someone humiliate Zhu Hao, and then arrange for Tang Song to see it. At that point, Tang Song will definitely be disgusted with Zhu Hao, and might even be a little sad and doubtful. That's when Xiao Ling can take advantage of the situation! Wouldn't that speed things up?"
"Given Xiaoling's temperament, Tang Song will definitely fall for her very quickly!"
"Who knew...who knew...that the person we were looking for was a vicious fugitive..."
As Fang Ming finished speaking, he fell silent and gradually slid to the ground.
"You!" Father Fang pointed at his head, his fingertips trembling with disappointment and anger.
"idiot!"
“We want Xiaoling to replace Zhuhao, but anyone with eyes can see that Tang Song is currently very fond of Zhuhao and is protecting her very closely! That’s why we’re taking a gentle approach. Have you thought about how aggressive you are? In Tang Song’s eyes, Xiaoling and Zhuhao are sisters. If Zhuhao doesn’t have a good impression on him, how much better can Xiaoling be?”
"Besides, didn't you hear what Xiaoling said before? Tang Song has a misunderstanding about her! And that misunderstanding hasn't been resolved yet! What you're doing is simply pushing Tang Song further and further away!!"
"Idiot! Idiot!"
Mr. Fang clutched his chest, panting heavily as he slumped onto the sofa.
Fang Ming looked bewildered, but after a moment he realized that he had been so focused on pulling Zhu Hao down that he had forgotten to consider many other factors.
He swallowed hard, knelt forward a few steps, grabbed his father's trouser leg, and weakly murmured, "Dad... then I should..."
"He should die!" Mr. Fang was so angry that he blurted out whatever he wanted.
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