Chapter 14
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Xie Xize looked at Mo Yangyang with a faint smile.
Mo Yangyang could see his deep eyes through the thin glasses. It felt like his eyes could devour everything.
Mo Yangyang subconsciously took half a step back. Her scalp was turning numb. Her legs were hurting too.
This maniac…
If he knew she was pregnant with his child…
Mo Yangyang shivered in fear. What a terrifying thought!
She swallowed and said, “Fifth…fifth uncle, I promise I’ll keep an eye out for you. I have to take my friend’s medicine. Goodbye…”
Mo Yangyang quickly ran away and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Xie Xize squinted, and his lips curled up. He glanced at his assistant.
His assistant left immediately, too.
—
Mo Yangyang totally forgot about the pregnancy test, and ran straight out of the hospital.
It did not matter if she was pregnant or not. Running away was more important for now!
Mo Yangyang tried to convince herself that she had only booked an appointment with a gynecologist. She should be fine. There was no way he would find out…
The Mo Family was still chasing her from behind like a wolf to dig her heart out. Meanwhile, Xie Xize was waiting ahead of her like a tiger with its mouth open. He would not give up before taking her life!
She could not afford to stay in Xiacheng any longer. She would rather pass away somewhere else!
—
Half an hour later, the CEO of the hospital sent Xie Xize off respectfully.
After he got in his car, Xie Xize asked, “Where is she?”
His assistant lowered his head, “She…she escaped like a mudfish after she noticed me. I…I lost her. I’m sorry, I won’t make the same mistake again.”
Xie Xize did not speak. The assistant lowered his head further.
A moment later, Xie Xize said, “She’s still the same after so many years. She never learned.”
His voice was soft, yet it had a piercing chill.
The assistant knew he was not referring to him. He began to feel pity for Mo Yangyang.
Xie Xize took out his phone and dialed a number, “Bring her to my lab, tonight.”
The assistant shrugged. He was not just feeling pity for Mo Yangyang. He even had an urge to light a candle for her.
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An hour later, Mo Yangyang texted Lan Dongzhi.
Mo Yangyang:
Dongzhi, take care of yourself.
Mo Yangyang turned off the phone. She took the SIM card out, snapped it in half, and flushed it down the toilet.
The train driver announced through the speakers, “Thank you for choosing our ride, we are reaching Jinchuan Station soon…”
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Five years later…
Mo Yangyang was tied onto the operating table in a cold white lab. She tried to break free.
Xie Xize was in a white coat with a pair of golden-framed glasses. He stood under the light. He was clean and stainless, both like an angel and a demon. He had a slight grin. His face was far too perfect for a mere mortal.
He was holding a sharp scalpel, “Don’t be afraid. It’s just a broken leg. It won’t hurt.”
“Now, which leg should we start with?”
Mo Yangyang shook her head violently, “No, I don’t want to become a cripple. Fifth elder, I didn’t mean it, I just mistook you for someone else…”
Xie Xize pretended he did not hear her beg, “Should we start with the right leg? I think that’s a fine choice!”
He lifted the scalpel. Mo Yangyang screamed, “No!…”
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Mo Yangyang sat upright as she screamed. Her face was pale, her eyes wide with fear.
“Mom, what’s wrong?” An immature voice dragged Mo Yangyang out of her fearsome vision.
Mo Yangyang numbly turned around. Her blurred vision gradually cleared up, and saw a round, tender face with huge black eyes like grapes. The little boy was standing on his toes, raising his head high. His plump little hand was grabbing the corner of Mo Yangyang’s shirt.
Mo Yangyang let out a relieved sigh, staring at the adorable kid before her. She hugged him tightly and rubbed her face on him.
“It was so scary. Luckily, it was just a nightmare…” she half-sobbed. “Mummy just dreamed of a monster. Mummy is so scared right now, only Latiao’s kiss can cure mummy now!”
{
TL Note
: Latiao is a Chinese snack food similar to beef jerky, but it’s made with flour or dried beancurd instead of meat.}
The plump little hand tried to shove Mo Yangyang’s face away. The kid straightened his face and scoffed, “Hehe!…”
