﻿Jiong Jiong You Yao

At age 3, she knew who she wanted to marry. At age 10, she gave away her first kiss. At age 20, she became his personal bodyguard. For her childhood best friend to still run away after all this, what was the point of her learning marital art all these years? The saddest thing to come out of all this was the fact that she was the one feeling burdened all this time…
Five years later. 
“Mommy! How come I am so cute but I do not have a daddy?”
“How should I know? Go ask your daddy!”
Xia Yuxun watched the newly married couple through the TV screen and answered without looking back. 
Half an hour later, at the live wedding that was being broadcasted, a crying child was grabbing onto the groom’s leg and screaming “daddy”. The man stared at the miniature version of himself and asked, “Where’s your mommy?”
Xia Yuxun, who was watching this live show gulped, “You brat, you are digging your mom a hole!”


My Boy Finally Say Yes to Me

The shooter who fired the final shot from hiding was still not found.


Leng Sichen, ignoring all persuasions not to, refused to go to the hospital and insisted on returning to Jingwu Hall.


He had been shot in the scapula, and everyone in the room was hustling about in a frenzy.


"Boss, are you sure you don't need anesthesia?" asked a clean-cut young man nervously, holding a scalpel in his hand.


"Xiang Yuan, you're talking too much these days!" Leng Sichen said, clearly annoyed.


At that moment, he was sitting on a stool shirtless, his head bowed, one hand covering the wound, sweat trickling down his forehead.


"Yes, yes, I won't talk anymore... OK?" the young man grumbled, reluctantly starting the disinfection process.


Xia Yuxun was covered in Leng Sichen's blood, standing timidly in a corner holding a small dog, craning her neck, trying to get a glimpse of him through the crowd.


"Xiaoxun, come here..." Leng Sichen called out weakly.


Chapter 172: Digging out the Bullet