"Hurturing you? How could I hurt you? You seem very afraid of me?"
He waved the kitchen knife in front of her.
Liu Meijuan's breathing became rapid, and she felt dizzy, but she forced herself not to faint.
"Mingde...please...for the sake of...for the sake of the good times we had...don't hurt me...and my child..."
Su Mingde straightened up and suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter filled with madness.
"Your child? Ha! Do you know what I think about every day in prison? I think about you every single moment..."
Liu Meijuan didn't dare to reply, she just looked at him in horror.
I'm hungry.
Su Mingde suddenly spoke, his tone becoming normal, as if the threat from before had never happened.
"The food in prison is like pig swill; I haven't eaten anything since I got out. Your family must have had lots of good food for Chinese New Year, right?"
Liu Meijuan was taken aback for a moment, then realized that this was an opportunity to change the subject.
"There's leftover food from yesterday's New Year's Eve dinner in the kitchen... I... I'll heat it up for you..."
Su Mingde shook his head.
"No need for it to be hot, just cool is fine."
He pushed Liu Meijuan toward the kitchen.
"You go first, don't even think about running away."
In the kitchen, the refrigerator and cabinets were still decorated with auspicious "Fu" characters, creating an eerie contrast with the tense atmosphere.
Liu Meijuan opened the cupboard with trembling hands, and sure enough, it was piled high with all sorts of leftovers: braised pork, steamed fish, braised pig's trotters, dumplings...
Su Mingde's eyes lit up instantly. He shoved Liu Meijuan aside and pounced on the cupboard like a hungry wolf seeing its prey.
He grabbed a piece of pig's trotter and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing even the bones with a crunching sound.
"This is so delicious... Damn... You can't even find meat in prison..."
He spoke indistinctly.
Su Mingde devoured half a plate of pig's trotters in the blink of an eye, then grabbed a few dumplings and swallowed them whole.
He ate too quickly and suddenly choked. His face turned red, and he clutched his neck with both hands, coughing violently.
Liu Meijuan instinctively wanted to help, but then glanced warily at the kitchen knife lying on the ground.
Although Su Mingde was choking and feeling uncomfortable, his eyes remained fixed on her, full of warning.
"Water...give me water..."
He said it with difficulty.
Liu Meijuan slowly moved to the water dispenser, filled a glass with water, and carefully handed it to him.
Su Mingde grabbed it and gulped it down, finally flushing the food away.
"Thanks."
He said, panting, that this was probably the most sincere word he had uttered all night.
Liu Meijuan retreated to a corner of the kitchen, observing Su Mingde's every move.
He continued to wolf down his food, but his vigilance remained undiminished, glancing at her every now and then.
Liu Meijuan knew she had to stay calm and look for an opportunity to escape.
"Mingde..."
She spoke tentatively.
"What...what are you going to do next? The whole city is searching for you..."
Su Mingde stopped chewing, his eyes turning dangerous.
"What? You want to report me?"
Liu Meijuan quickly shook her head.
"No...I'm just...worried about you..."
Su Mingde sneered.
"Don't give me that. But you reminded me!"
He wiped his mouth and stood up.
"I can't stay here any longer; I can't stay in Beijing any longer. But before I leave, I need some things."
Liu Meijuan's heart sank.
"What is that?"
"Money, clothes, and..."
Su Mingde's gaze fell on Liu Meijuan's stomach, revealing a chilling smile.
"you."
...
In front of Liu Meijuan's dressing mirror, Su Mingde stared at his refreshed self and a twisted smile appeared on his lips.
He reached out and touched the wig he had just put on.
That was a prop used by Liu Meijuan's father when he participated in the senior citizens' choir; his thick black hair contrasted sharply with his originally sparse hair.
"How about it?"
Su Mingde turned to Liu Meijuan and asked, his voice tinged with a morbid excitement.
Liu Meijuan huddled by the bedside, her hands unconsciously protecting her swollen belly.
She looked at the man in front of her, who was both familiar and unfamiliar, and her heart was filled with fear.
Su Mingde changed into her father's best woolen overcoat, wore shiny leather shoes, and even her toenails were neatly trimmed.
If it weren't for the mad glint in his eyes, anyone would have thought he was a respectable person.
"Very...very good."
Liu Meijuan forced herself to answer.
Su Mingde nodded in satisfaction and turned to continue searching on the dressing table.
He opened each drawer and swept all the jewelry and cash inside into a canvas bag.
Liu Meijuan watched as her mother's treasured gold necklace and jade bracelet were roughly stuffed into her bag.
Where is your dad's bankbook?
Su Mingde suddenly turned around, his eyes fierce.
Liu Meijuan's breath hitched.
"In...in the hidden compartment of the wardrobe."
Su Mingde strode toward the wardrobe and roughly tore open the clothes inside.
His movements suddenly stopped.
A safe was hidden deep inside the wardrobe.
"password."
This is not a question, it is a command.
Liu Meijuan bit her lip, unsure whether she should speak.
"Meijuan."
Su Mingde's voice suddenly softened. He walked over to Liu Meijuan, squatted down, and stroked her cheek with his fingers.
Do you know why I came to find you?
Liu Meijuan shook her head, trembling.
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