Chapter 59 - Third Master, Save Me! (1/2)

When he saw the two identical cards on the ground, Jun Shiyan’s eyes revealed his intensifying heartbreak. He did not want to look at them anymore. The coldness of his voice could make one freeze when he ordered, “An Yan, take him to see Ms. Ling.”

His hands, which were positioned on the wheelchair, were holding it with a death grip. His knuckles gradually turned white and his veins stood out.

She had deceived him!

Humph!

Huo Ci’s woman was there to cheat him out of money!

How badly had Huo Ci deprived her of money to compel her to act in such a manner?

Huo Ci looked at the girl on the bed, who was laying like a sleeping pig. Her small face was red. This, in combination with other accumulated incidents, made him seethe with anger.

She was sleeping so peacefully.

She was not the least bit alert!

What a simple-minded girl!

How could one give birth to such a daughter?

She would probably be oblivious even if she was raped by a man!

He bent down and picked her up.

In her semi-conscious state, Ling Sheng opened her eyes and saw Huo Ci’s handsome face. She shivered in shock, knowing instinctively that she was going to be punished.

Jun Shiyan watched her. “Miss Ling, do you know him?”

Ling Sheng shook her head vigorously. “I don’t know him. Third Master, please save me. I don’t want to leave with him.”

Huo Ci’s face darkened like a pot’s bottom instantly. He bit the back of his molars and growled. “Repeat yourself if you have the guts, brat.”

Ling Sheng directed a pleading look at Jun Shiyan as she struggled with all her might. Her eyes brimmed with tears after being growled at. “Save me, Third Master!”

Jun Shiyan’s calm, expansive eyes brightened as his hope grew. His voice was cold when he ordered him. “Let go of her.”

Exasperated, Huo Ci thought he should have let her die outside. However, he responded by curling his lips up coldly. “Xiao Qi is sick. Are you coming home?”

Upon hearing this, Ling Sheng stopped struggling and her whole body went still at once. Despite the remnants of intoxication, her eyes revealed an element of haziness that demanded one’s pity. In a soft voice, she asked, “What happened to Xiao Qi?”

“Who’s Xiao Qi?” Jun Shiyan’s voice was hoarse when he looked at Ling Sheng, wanting to seek the last confirmation.

He hoped wholeheartedly that she would tell him that she did not know Huo Ci or that she was not Huo Ci’s woman.

“My pet dog.” Huo Ci let out an immensely haughty laugh.

“You are the dog! If Xiao Qi’s a dog, I’m also a dog. Then what are you?” Infuriated, Ling Sheng questioned him angrily.

Huo Ci replied, “I’m a dog too, alright?”