Yin Hao sat across from Leng Yichen, watching his somber face with a faint smile, a smile he had maintained ever since he entered and saw Bai Yiran.
The two remained at an impasse for a long ti until Yin Hao finally spoke, "My dear nephew, your wife is very beautiful."
"Thank you." Leng Yichen didn’t want to spar with Yin Hao; he knew today’s visit from Yin Hao was not that simple.
"Last ti, Xiao Shen nearly beat soone to death and was taken to the police station because of her, wasn’t it?" Yin Hao adjusted his sitting position, leisurely crossing his legs, "I had to work very hard to get that troublemaker out."
Leng Yichen’s brow furrowed slightly, he hated it when soone connected Bai Yiran with other n, especially with Yin Tianshen.
"Just say what you want to say, everyone is very busy." Leng Yichen’s voice was cold and gloomy.
Yin Hao raised his eyebrows, erasing the smile from his face, "Everyone is indeed very busy. I haven’t troubled you, so don’t look for trouble with . We’ve been at peace for so many years; let’s not disrupt this tranquility. After all, that matter has passed."
A sneer appeared on Leng Yichen’s face as he looked at Yin Hao like he was a big joke, "Whether it’s in the past or not is not for you to decide. I make the call!"
Yin Hao’s face darkened. After staring at Leng Yichen for a while, he suddenly burst into laughter, stood up, and walked toward the door, "Good! Very good! You are indeed her son!"
Leng Yichen’s expression suddenly froze, "You are not worthy of ntioning her!"
Yin Hao suddenly halted at the door, turned around, and smiled, as if reminding or threatening, "A murder case occurred in the East City District, doesn’t your little wife work over there? Have her be careful!"
Leng Yichen abruptly stood up from his chair, but Yin Hao had already walked out with a smile.
Back at the Bai Family, Bai Yiran felt uneasy, constantly feeling that Leng Yichen seed to be carrying a heavy burden.
One sunny morning, Xu Hua lay in bed, her pale face barely managing to squeeze out a smile as she saw Leng Yichen at the door, "Darling, co here~"
Leng Yichen seed startled by Xu Hua’s appearance, walking over with trepidation, "Mom, what’s wrong with you?"
"Mommy’s fine." Xu Hua stroked Leng Yichen’s head, her eyes filled with reluctance, "Son, in the future, you must listen to your dad, grow up healthy and strong, then marry a beautiful, pure, strong girl as your wife, and have a lovely child..."
"Mom, what are you talking about? I’m still a middle school student!" Leng Yichen’s face turned red with embarrassnt as he looked at his mother in bewildernt.
"Mommy won’t be able to be with you..." Tears welled up in Xu Hua’s eyes as she embraced her precious son with one hand, while the other remained hidden under the thick quilt.
"Mom, what’s wrong with you?" Leng Yichen uncomfortably broke free from his mother’s embrace, "I’m already this big, don’t hold like that anymore!"
Xu Hua felt a bit disappointed, yet more than that, she felt gratified, "Yes, my son is so big already..."
"I promised to play basketball with my friends, I must go now." Leng Yichen couldn’t wait to leave his mother’s room.
"Go ahead, be careful..."
Xu Hua watched Leng Yichen’s departing figure, her reluctance subrged by the tears that burst forth.
If Leng Yichen knew this was the last ti he would see his mother, he wouldn’t have pushed her away, wouldn’t have complained to her, wouldn’t have been so eager to leave.
However, it was too late. When he returned from playing basketball, what he saw was Xu Hua’s lifeless body and the bed and blanket stained with blood, with photos scattered all over the place.
Leng Yichen stood dumbfounded at the bedside, leaning down to pick up the photos on the floor, they were all photos of Yin Hao!!
He suddenly looked up, only to see Xu Hua’s eyes, unwilling to close even in death, and the horrifically striking slash on her wrist!
The bedside lamp shone brightly, illuminating the dark bedroom. Leng Yichen suddenly sat up in bed, fine sweat covering his forehead, breathing heavily in panic.
Beside him, Bai Yiran was awakened, rubbing her eyes as she sat up to look at Leng Yichen, "What’s wrong with you?"
Leng Yichen looked blankly at Bai Yiran, then got off the bed and rushed into the bathroom. He splashed his face with cold water, leaning on the sink, trying hard to steady his breathing.
"Leng Yichen..." Bai Yiran turned on the bathroom light, looking at Leng Yichen with concern.
Leng Yichen raised his head, seeing Bai Yiran’s reflection in the mirror, this beautiful, pure, strong girl, his wife!
Turning around, Leng Yichen wrapped his long arms around Bai Yiran and her heart full of concern, seeking warmth and comfort.
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