[Chapter 70 Chapter 70 Being sold to the Golden Triangle: The sad story of Bai Yueguang (70)]
"What would you like to hear, sir?"
Yan Qing knelt on the ground calmly. She raised her head from between the branches and was more beautiful than the flowers.
The man's violent expression and the gun pointed at her were reflected in her clear almond-shaped eyes.
Mr. Hu's smoky gray eyes were filled with pain, and his Adam's apple rolled as he let out a low hoarse sound, mixed with his violent breathing.
Like the cry of a dying beast.
"Why? Why!" He closed his eyes tightly, his expression twisted for a moment.
Why don't you even want to explain?
Even if it was just an excuse made up, he was willing to believe it.
The curled fingers pulled the trigger continuously, and the bullets were deeply embedded in the sofa behind Yan Qing, leaving several black holes.
Despite such a loud commotion, no one from outside rushed in.
Before deciding to question Yan Qing, he arranged everything, and no matter what happened, no one was allowed to enter the house.
Yan Qing stood up and walked towards him until his belly was under the muzzle of his gun.
She could clearly feel the man's hand holding the gun shrink.
A pair of red eyes stared at her flat belly.
In Mr. Hu's opinion, his child is being nurtured there.
He had imagined countless times whether the child would look like him or Yan Qing after birth.
Yan Qing met his complicated gaze, took off the ring on her finger and placed it on the palm of his empty left hand.
"Kill me or hand me over."
She tightly grasped the man's hand holding the gun, and looked at him with a look of attachment in her eyes.
Mr. Hu closed his palms, and the round, seamless ring seemed to break through his flesh and bury itself deeply into his bones and blood.
Throwing the gun away, he pushed the man towards himself.
The iron arm behind her wanted to break her in half, but he released the force in time out of consideration for the flesh and blood in her belly.
"Ah Qing, can you please lie to me?" His dull voice was filled with humble pleading, "What should I do with you..."
From the moment he fell in love with her, he lost.
I am willing to accept the defeat.
Yan Qing held his face and brushed his beautiful eyes with her fingertips: "I clearly told you when we first met that I am a vengeful person."
Mr. Hu wanted to put the ring back on her finger, but she retracted her hand, obviously resisting.
"Just think of it as our child." He said in a hoarse voice.
Yan Qing did not refuse again. She stroked her belly and watched him pick up the ring that he had thrown on the ground in silence.
The egg-shaped surface of the Yang Green Saddle has been hollowed out long ago, leaving only a thin layer. After being color-padded, it is pasted on the micro-locator, and the base is again color-padded using a layer of technology.
Looks perfect and impeccable.
The man wiped the ring carefully and put it back on his finger with great care.
"Aqing, you must be hungry. What would you like to eat tonight?" He rolled up his sleeves as usual and prepared to cook for her.
Ever since he knew Yan Qing was pregnant, he paid more attention to her diet.
Yan Qing just looked at him without saying anything.
"Just make the sweet and sour pork ribs that Ah-qing likes." He avoided her gaze, talking to himself, and walked towards the kitchen with his leg that had been shot but not treated in time.
Standing by the glass door, he looked at Yan Qing, who was sitting on the sofa, stroking his belly in a daze.
I subconsciously took out a cigarette from my pocket and just held it in my mouth to satisfy my craving.
Pregnant women cannot smell cigarettes. After knowing this, he never carried a lighter with him again.
After accidents occurred in several small bases under his charge, he finally suspected Yan Qing.
It's not that I haven't thought about killing her, or handing her over to Jin Yuanxiu for disposal.
But even if this thought just crossed his mind, he felt miserable.
He was hopelessly lost.
From the moment I fell in love with her, there was no turning back.
So he made the third choice without hesitation.
Help Yan Qing erase all traces.
The consequence of doing this is that he would put himself on Jin Yuanxiu's suspect list.
When he came out with the prepared sweet and sour pork ribs, Yan Qing, who was carrying the medicine box, had been standing outside for an unknown amount of time.
"Sir, please take care of the wound." Yan Qing's eyes fell on his calf which was still bleeding.
Mr. Hu raised the corners of his mouth stiffly, with a hint of joy and a hint of self-mockery.
He felt like a pug now. Just a little bit of favor from A Qing would be enough to make him wag his tail for joy for a long time.
But what to do? He couldn't let her go.
Unless you dig out your heart.
But he would have died too.
Yan Qing cut out the bullet for him. His breathing did not change throughout the whole process, as if this kind of injury was just a common occurrence for him.
Holding the hand that Yan Qing had bandaged for him, he hugged her: "Ah Qing, let's live a good life."
After a long while, I heard a response: "Okay."
The tone was flat and indifferent, but he was unwilling to pursue the perfunctory nature of it.
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The days passed as usual until one night when Yan Qing was taken to the dock by Mr. Hu.
"I have already made arrangements. Let's go to other countries first, and then find a chance to return to China after we are settled."
He held Yan Qing's hand tightly, as if he was afraid that she would get lost.
The wind was very strong at night, making people dizzy and swollen, and there were the whistles and the roar of waves rolling on the shore in their ears.
The two stood on the covered bridge, their clothes lifted by the wind, entangled and then suddenly separated.
Yan Qing looked back and raised a bitter smile: "You can't go back, sir."
"I'm sorry that I couldn't give you and your children the life you wanted."
The man's Adam's apple rolled, and his smoky grey eyes were full of affection due to nostalgia.
The boat that came to pick them up approached, blasting its whistle, but it was still too far across the water.
The covered bridge swayed and heaved with the footsteps of a group of people rushing over, as if it would collapse at any time.
"Aqing, live well." Before Jin Yuanxiu's men approached, Mr. Hu put the gun in Yan Qing's hand.
He held her hand and pulled the trigger.
The sealed memories in his mind flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope, and he only remembered his own life experience when he was near death.
Fortunately, it’s not too late.
At least in Aqing's impression, he can become a well-known person.
Instead of the unattributed code name "Mr. Hu".
He hugged Yan Qing with relief and said in a low voice: "Ah Qing, remember me."
"Song-Wei-Jin."
After speaking word by word, he smiled weakly, pushed Yan Qing away forcefully, and allowed himself to fall into the surging sea.
The next second after he fell into the water, the ship finally docked and passed over the place where the waves were rolling.
Yan Qing's calm expression suddenly became disturbed when the man told her the name.
"Song Weijin." She murmured.
What flashed through his mind was Song Weiyi's expression full of expectation and longing when he thought of his younger brother "A Jin".
She looked at the gun in her hand, then shifted her gaze to the approaching ferry, which finally disappeared in the choppy water.
Until the last moment, she still didn't tell the man that the so-called pregnancy was just empty talk.
The relationship between them began with exploitation and ended with exploitation.
The people who came to chase her retreated, and only one person climbed onto the covered bridge and walked behind her.
Jin Yuanxiu clapped her hands with a meaningful smile on her face: "You really didn't let me down."
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