"Snap—"
With a sound of wood breaking, Gao Ping, who was sitting in the chair, fell straight backward, and the porcelain bowl of noodles in his hand slammed heavily onto his forehead.
"Ouch, help me up!"
Gao Ping, who had fallen to the ground, did not get up for a moment. Instead, he shouted loudly at Liang Yueling, who was going to the kitchen to get wine.
When Liang Yueling saw Gao Ping fall down from the chair she had brought, she immediately became frightened and was even hesitant to go over and help him up. It wasn't until Gao Ping called out again that she shakily came to Gao Ping's side, helping him up while constantly apologizing.
"I really didn't mean to. Maybe the chair wasn't very sturdy when you hit me with it before. I'll fix all the chairs in the house tomorrow."
However, Gao Ping didn't rush to hit Liang Yueling. Instead, he lowered his head and let Liang Yueling check his head for any bleeding. Liang Yueling parted Gao Ping's hair and carefully examined him. Seeing no wounds, she immediately said:
"Honey, your head is fine. This little brat must have been cursing you on purpose!"
Liang Yueling initially didn't want her husband to kidnap Xiao Yanbao, but in order to please Gao Ping, she immediately changed her tune and blamed Xiao Yanbao for Gao Ping's fall.
She's someone who likes to shift blame; she's selfish at heart.
"Shut up! Clean this place up and go cook a bowl of noodles and bring it over!"
Surprisingly, Gao Ping didn't lay a hand on Liang Yueling or speak ill of her this time. Instead, he approached Xiao Yanbao with a slightly serious expression and slowly squatted down.
"Little friend, my head isn't bleeding. Why don't you let me take another look?"
At this moment, Xiao Yanbao in Gao Ping's eyes was no longer just a hostage who could be exchanged for a lot of wealth, but a mysterious treasure that could predict good and bad fortune and even help him reach the pinnacle of life.
"Uncle, if you take a few steps, your head will bleed."
Looking at the bump on Gao Ping's forehead caused by the bowl of noodles, Xiao Yanbao spoke confidently, believing she couldn't be mistaken.
"Honey, don't listen to her. What could a baby who's still breastfeeding know?"
Liang Yueling, who was picking up the broken pieces of the porcelain bowl on the ground, immediately spoke up to refute Xiao Yanbao's statement that Gao Ping would bleed in a moment. She was afraid that Gao Ping would hit her if he really bled, but Gao Ping ignored Liang Yueling.
"Okay, Uncle will try it. If you really bleed, Uncle will buy you a bunch of hamburgers and fried chicken."
As Gao Ping spoke, he stood up and raised his right foot to take a step. However, as if he had thought of something, he slowly pulled his right foot back and awkwardly raised his left foot to slowly walk around the room.
Gao Ping walked around the house three times, but felt no discomfort in his head. He stopped in front of Xiao Yanbao, looked down at him, and said:
"Look, Uncle is perfectly fine. Looks like you won't be getting any hamburgers or fried chicken."
Xiao Yanbao didn't even look up; he just started counting down on his own.
"three."
"What?"
"Two, one."
As Xiao Yanbao finished speaking, Gao Ping felt a warm current on his forehead, and two seconds later, a warm liquid entered his eyes.
"Holy crap! What is that?!"
"Honey, you're bleeding! Don't move, I'll get you some gauze!"
Liang Yueling gasped in surprise, her face turning deathly pale instantly.
When Gao Ping realized that Xiao Yanbao had indeed guessed right, he felt embarrassed. After Liang Yueling wiped the blood off her eyes with gauze, Gao Ping pressed one hand against the gauze on her forehead to stop the bleeding, and raised the other hand high and slammed it down on Liang Yueling's face.
"It's all your fault! You brought me this piece of junk chair, you bastard, go to hell!"
Gao Ping shoved Liang Yueling hard against the wall, then took the tape he had used to bind Xiao Yanbao and tied it around Liang Yueling's wrists and ankles.
Then he picked up the liquor Liang Yueling had brought earlier, took a big gulp, wiped the liquor stains from the corner of his mouth with a gauze pad to stop the bleeding, and slammed the door shut as he walked out.
Xiao Yanbao simply watched Gao Ping repeatedly beat his wife, because as Gao Ping did so, the ghostly aura above Gao Ping's head grew stronger. Under normal circumstances, Gao Ping probably only had a few days left to live.
After Gao Ping left the room, the bullet that Xiao Yanbao had put in his pocket became slightly warm, and Li Wanning's voice appeared in Xiao Yanbao's mind.
"Yanbao, where are you? I sense a faint ghostly aura nearby?"
It turned out that Li Wanning, who was possessing the bullet, sensed the ghostly energy emanating from Gao Ping's body. Xiao Yanbao subconsciously glanced at Liang Yueling, who was slumped in the corner. Li Wanning's voice appeared again.
"Don't worry, as long as I don't want them to find me, they won't be able to."
Then Xiao Yanbao nodded gently, and Li Wanning's figure suddenly appeared in the room. At the same time, Liang Yueling in the corner looked up at Xiao Yanbao, but the forced smile on her face was uglier than crying.
"Little friend, why don't you do some fortune-telling for me and tell me when my husband will change his mind?"
Xiao Yanbao hesitated for a moment, then forcefully stood up and slowly moved towards Liang Yueling. Seeing Xiao Yanbao approach, Liang Yueling's face immediately showed fear. She then looked anxiously at the half-open door and said:
"Don't come any closer. If my husband finds out, he'll definitely think I sent you, and then he'll beat me again."
Does he often hit you?
Xiao Yanbao's voice is sweet and gentle, with a warm and healing quality.
Liang Yueling was slightly taken aback; her memory instantly returned to twelve or thirteen years ago—
Back then, Gao Ping was a refined and gentle man. He loved Liang Yueling very much and would pick her up from get off work every day. He would also cook all sorts of delicious food for her himself. Meanwhile, Gao Keyin was just like the little Yanbao in front of him, calling for her in her baby voice every day...
At that time, Liang Yueling was not only pampered by her parents, but also had a happy and fulfilling family life.
For a moment, a happy smile appeared on Liang Yueling's face. She was truly happy then, but she didn't know when she started gambling with that friend, and everything began to change from then on.
But Liang Yueling still believed that Gao Ping loved her, after all, he was still willing to live with her and did not associate with disreputable women.
In her view, this was also Gao Ping's way of being loyal to her, except that he was currently bewitched. Once he woke up, life would return to normal.
Thinking of this, Liang Yueling's tears fell uncontrollably to the ground. Xiao Yanbao, feeling sorry for her, raised his hands, which were tied together, to wipe away Liang Yueling's tears. However, at this moment, a corner of Xiao Yanbao's phone watch, which had been hidden by the sleeve of his sun protection clothing, was revealed.
Liang Yueling's gaze fell on the phone watch on Xiao Yanbao's wrist. The corners of her mouth gradually turned up, her face showing an expression of ecstatic joy, and her eyes became somewhat frenzied...
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