Chapter 49
Luo Gui was eventually taken away by an ambulance.
Li Qing and her two children went to the police station to give a statement. On the way, she talked about why she suddenly came back.
“I felt uneasy, like something was going to happen…” She held her two children’s hands with lingering fear: “Maybe this is the telepathy between mother and child. In the past, whenever you, my little rascal, caused trouble, I never expected it. So this time, I hired a caregiver for your father and came back immediately. I happened to run into Jiang Xiaoyu at the alley entrance… As a mother, I wish I had eight pairs of eyes.”
"Wouldn't that make you the centipede demon from Journey to the West?" Lu Mingxiao deliberately teased Li Qing to lighten the mood: "Is there really a telepathic connection? Is it really like we're related?"
"You're my own son!" Li Qing slapped him hard. "You little bastard, you wait until we get home!"
She took Jiang Huaiyu's hand again and comforted her gently.
"Little Bao, were you scared? You have such delicate skin, even a small scratch breaks Mommy's heart..."
Lu Mingxiao: ? ? ?
So he's just thick-skinned and tough?
...
The next morning, Song Jingliang arrived in Ancheng. He and Jiang Lan then split up. Jiang Lan, accompanied by her lawyer, went straight to the police station, while Song Jingliang, accompanied by his secretary, went straight to the municipal party committee.
By the time everything was settled, it was already afternoon. The two mothers took their children home. Li Qing called Lu Chuan, but didn't go into details about Lu Mingxiao's dangerous actions, only mentioning the parts that turned out alright.
She was making a phone call in the yard, and Tiger was excitedly circling around her, the chains rattling.
Against this backdrop of noise, Lu Mingxiao, who dared not even breathe loudly, stood with his head down, while Jiang Lan and Jiang Huaiyu sat in front of him.
It's strange, even though Jiang Xiaoyu is not Ms. Jiang Lan's biological daughter, her angry expressions are exactly the same. They have two beautiful faces, and even when they're angry, they're still pleasing to the eye.
In the past, Jiang Lan always maintained a friendly image in front of Lu Mingxiao, but today was different. Her long hair was tied up, she wore a white suit, her legs were crossed, and her eyes were as sharp as frost blades.
Lu Mingxiao tried to ease the tension: "Mom... Xiaoyu..."
"Mingxiao, have you thought about the consequences?" Jiang Lan's voice was cold and decisive. Looking at her unusually bold biological son, she helplessly saw her husband's shadow in him. Bold and meticulous, daring to think and act. When these qualities that attracted her were found in her own son, it was a bit of a headache. Her heart was still pounding.
"What if Luo Gui brings more people? What if Luo Gui doesn't want money and only wants your life? He brought a knife, did you know that?"
Lu Mingxiao opened his mouth, wanting to explain.
Jiang Huaiyu's handsome face remained expressionless as he casually added, "He might know that Luo Gui has a knife. Maybe he's already decided to risk everything and let Luo Gui make a hole in him."
Jiang Lan's eyes widened, and she slammed her hand on the table: "Lu Mingxiao!"
"I didn't! Oh, Jiang Xiaoyu, why are you adding fuel to the fire?" Lu Mingxiao almost knelt down before Jiang Lan: "Mom, I know what I'm doing..."
After finishing her phone call, Li Qing pushed open the door and kicked Lu Mingxiao in the back of the knee: "What are you hesitating for? Kneel down!"
Lu Mingxiao hadn't been beaten since starting junior high, and his kneeling posture was a bit off; he was so embarrassed he wanted to crawl under the sofa: "Mom, Jiang Xiaoyu is still here..."
“Xiao Bao isn’t an outsider either.” Li Qing took out a feather duster and shoved it into Jiang Lan’s hand: “Give him a good beating!”
Jiang Lan stared in disbelief, holding a feather duster: "This isn't appropriate. The child is so big..."
Li Qing revealed a knowing look: "I can tell you've never hit a child. Xiao Bao is quite easy to manage, isn't he? Lu Da Bao, on the other hand, got punished quite a bit when he was little..."
Jiang Lan's hand holding the feather duster stiffened slightly, and she felt a little uneasy, but then she heard Li Qing say...
"In summer, we swim in the river; in winter, we catch fish in the ice holes..."
"I was trying to steal pheasant eggs and got pecked so badly I almost got disfigured..."
"Let the air out of Li Rui's dad's bicycle tires, and put rotten eggs in Li Rui's mom's cotton shoes..."
Lu Mingxiao finally couldn't help but defend himself: "Mom, Li Liwen and his wife are freeloaders who beat up their parents. They just dumped Li Rui at Grandma's house and didn't care about him anymore. I was just doing my duty as a chivalrous person!"
Li Qing: "I know! I was praising you while I was beating you up!"
Jiang Lan was completely stunned. Recalling Jiang Xiaobao's growth, the good baby learned to draw, the good baby learned to play the piano, the good baby did his homework, the good baby got first place in his exams...
On one side, there was a joyful atmosphere; on the other, there was a mother scolding her son.
Jiang Lan was starting to suspect that the incident of the babies being switched at birth at the hospital was actually a conspiracy orchestrated by her.
She looked ashamed, like a parent who had been called to the kindergarten teacher's office. She grasped Li Qing's hand and shook it, saying, "Sister Qing, you've worked so hard all these years."
Li Qing paused for a moment, then laughed heartily: "Raising children is never easy! Da Bao is very sensible. He knew how to help me with chores when he was very young. He's a very, very good child."
Seeing that the atmosphere had eased, Lu Mingxiao tried to stand up quietly.
Jiang Lan: "Kneel down!"
Lu Mingxiao: ...
He doesn't have a biological mother.
...
But neither of his mothers could bear to let him kneel, and within ten minutes, they went to the bedroom to talk, clearly giving Lu Mingxiao a chance to secretly stand up and slip away.
Lu Mingxiao immediately seized the opportunity, grabbed Jiang Xiaoyu, and crawled back into their bedroom.
Jiang Huaiyu was no match for Lu Mingxiao in terms of strength. Before she could even struggle, Lu Mingxiao pressed her against the door, and then a warm kiss landed on her, carrying a hint of youthful impetuosity and eagerness.
Without hesitation, Jiang Huaiyu bit his tongue.
Lu Mingxiao gasped, forced to retreat, and hugged Jiang Huaiyu, slumping his head against his shoulder dejectedly: "Both mothers have already scolded you, so please don't be angry anymore, Jiang Xiaoyu~~"
Jiang Huaiyu didn't push him away; she just stood there, silently bearing his weight, her eyes reddening.
"You originally planned to use your injury to get Luo Gui a heavier sentence, didn't you?"
Lu Mingxiao opened his mouth, but didn't say anything to defend himself.
Jiang Xiaoyu knows him well; there's no point in arguing.
You bastard!
He felt a tightness on his back, and Jiang Huaiyu reached out and hugged him tightly: "You think this is a good deal, a way to solve the problem of Luo Gui once and for all, but have you ever thought about how heartbroken your mother would be if she saw you being hurt by that scumbag again? The wounds Luo Gui left on your body will heal, but how long will it take for the wounds in your mother's heart to heal?"
"What about me?"
Lu Mingxiao's shirt was soaked.
"Lu Mingxiao, I'm really scared."
Lu Mingxiao was at his wit's end. Even if Jiang Huaiyu punched him, he would have been helpless. Jiang Huaiyu cried, and he was completely at a loss. He held the trembling boy and after a moment, he said in a hoarse voice, "...I understand. It won't happen again."
In the master bedroom, Li Qing's eyes were red from crying. Jiang Lan, who was sitting opposite her, couldn't help but reach out and hug her, her face also streaked with tears.
Li Qing just told her about those old stories.
Those dark and hopeless times, those nightmares I can't bear to recall.
“Dabao is a very, very good child. He did this to protect me…” Li Qing said, “He was afraid that I would be scared if I saw that scumbag, so he wanted to solve it in his own way… Don’t blame him, your child is really a very, very good child.”
Jiang Lan gently patted her back: "It's our child."
...
When Song Jingliang entered the courtyard, he exuded a menacing aura.
Like Jiang Lan, he was also wearing a suit. He was in great shape, and the bespoke suit fit his waistline, making him look even more broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted. His posture was as upright as a pine tree, making him a true domineering CEO.
He was determined to teach Lu Mingxiao a lesson when he got back. He strode in and was met with three pairs of red, tear-filled eyes.
All his arrogance was extinguished by the wind, leaving President Song at a loss, unsure of who to appease.
"Honey, what's wrong? Hmm? Why are you crying? Little Bao, come here and let Daddy see who made you angry? Big Bao? Why are you crying? Where are you hurt?"
He paced around the room, when Li Qing poked her head out from the kitchen: "Alright, stop crying, let's eat!"
Song Jingliang: "Sister Qing, you too..."
"I didn't cry! It was the chili peppers that made me choke!"
...
Lu Chuan wasn't home, and Song Jingliang was sleeping alone on a makeshift bed in the living room. Li Qing was describing to Jiang Lan how she was going to beat up a scumbag, and the excitement in her voice could still be heard through the wall of the master bedroom.
"I grabbed him by the collar and slapped him hard across the face!"
"Then kick hard..."
"I saw a stick..."
Jiang Lan listened intently, occasionally exclaiming and cheering, providing ample emotional value.
Unable to sleep, Song Jingliang could only wrap himself tightly in the blanket, pondering how to completely crush Luo Gui...
The little ones' room was quite quiet...
Although it's said that if a child is quiet, they must be up to no good, but both children are so big, it's unlikely. They were probably frightened and fell asleep.
...
On the bed next to each other, separated by a wall.
The blanket was kicked to the ground and no one paid any attention. Lu Mingxiao lay on his side, his breath ragged and hot.
The bed was too narrow, and he was afraid of crushing Jiang Huaiyu, so he supported himself with one arm on the side, while holding Jiang Huaiyu's face in his other hand. His slender fingers landed on the back of Jiang Huaiyu's head, preventing the cunning little fish from escaping.
Their breaths mingled, and the wound on his tongue, where he had been bitten, still throbbed faintly, but Lu Mingxiao was reluctant to pull away, stubbornly entwining himself with Jiang Huaiyu's equally wet and hot tongue.
The night was quiet, and even Hu Zi had fallen asleep comfortably after his muzzle was removed. The soft, wet sounds between their lips were especially noticeable to Jiang Huaiyu. He was tense, yet his kiss was awkward and urgent, their breaths and body heat eagerly transferring to each other.
The sound of Song Jingliang turning over came from behind. Jiang Huaiyu was startled and instinctively tried to push Lu Mingxiao away. Her long, thick eyelashes trembled uneasily, like a startled butterfly.
Lu Mingxiao refused to budge an inch, and with a slight exertion of his arm, he restrained the little fish that was trying to escape.
When the two separated, breathless, Jiang Huaiyu felt her lips were swollen again.
Lu Mingxiao lowered his head and rubbed his slightly sweaty forehead against his ear: "How is it? Have you improved since last time?"
Jiang Huaiyu remained silent for a moment.
Lu Mingxiao: "Hmm? Why aren't you saying anything?"
Jiang Huaiyu looked up at him: "Brother Xiao, you burned me."
Lu Mingxiao froze, then cursed under his breath and jumped up, fleeing back to his bed. He covered his head, and the one ear that was sticking out was so red it looked like it was about to burst into flames.
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