mtl008 Chapter 490 Eldest Brother's Widow 28
Chapter 490 Eldest Brother's Widow 28
As soon as he finished speaking, the pen in Yin Hong's hand was snapped in two, and the lights in the emergency room suddenly went out.
He turned around blankly and saw the doctor who came out nod slightly to him: "His life has been saved for now, but the family should be prepared."
ready?
What to prepare?
After thirty years of smooth sailing, a sudden storm caught Yin Hong off guard, leaving him with no time to prepare.
All he wanted at that moment was to quietly return home and seek a moment of peace.
But he can't.
With his father seriously ill at home and Yin Xiao eyeing him covetously from the outside, he had no choice but to brace himself.
He nodded to the doctor, then dragged his weary body outside.
Looking at the light rain outside the window, Yin Xiao couldn't help but sigh and shake his head: "What a waste of this rain."
Logically speaking, shouldn't rainy days be the most suitable time for people to die?
How did Eun Moon-bin survive?
She patted his arm lightly, signaling him not to make his villainous nature so obvious, before Ling Yi left first.
Yin Xiao followed behind her, and as he passed Yin Hong, he said, "The roads are slippery because of the rain, be careful..."
He had said these meaningful, threatening words to Yin Hong countless times.
At first, Yin Hong was still on guard because of the past pursuit.
But now, he's no longer in the mood to think about those things.
He even thought that he should let Yin Xiao run him over and kill him.
In this way, one would not have to face these hardships.
Seeing him in this state, Yin Xiao subtly curled his lip and stopped looking at him.
He's a defeated opponent; in another month, he'll be able to kick him out of the company completely.
I just hope that when the time comes for double happiness, I will also hear the news of Yin Wenbin's death.
When Ling Yi heard his idea of double happiness, she couldn't help but laugh: "This is good news for us too."
One wants someone bankrupt and wants them dead, while the other is ungrateful and prioritizes personal gain. Aren't they the legendary villains?
Upon hearing this, Yin Xiao hummed and muttered something under his breath.
When Ling Yi listened again, she only heard him say, "Die early, don't delay our wedding..."
Ling Yi: "..."
She had no idea where Yin Xiao's intense hatred for Yin Wenbin came from, since it seemed that only Yin Hong had stolen his wife.
Yin Xiao gazed at the light rain outside the window, casually stroking Ling Yi's hair as he thought of a similar rainy day.
He huddled like a dog in the streets filled with rats, garbage, and excrement, clutching the money he had earned from working illegally.
He had to hide it carefully so that those drug addicts wouldn't steal his money to exchange for goods.
Once he saves up enough money, he might be able to move to a different place to live.
The frail child was hiding on a street corner when he was suddenly interrupted by several harsh shouts. Several white men with visibly unfocused eyes stared at him, the needle marks on their arms telling a story of their wretchedness.
These people knew that this Asian kid had a part-time job but no strength, making him the perfect target for robbery. If they could find his hiding place, they would definitely be able to extract profits from him every day.
I'm so lucky today, I actually found him again.
When Yin Xiao saw these people, he felt a chill in his heart.
He gripped the small knife in his pocket, his eyes fixed on the men with the viciousness of a hyena, and he growled a low threat: "Get out of my way!"
But what good are threats from a child?
Even though he struggled with all his might, and even though he cut someone with a knife, those adults still robbed him of his money.
The adults became even more violent because of the bloodshed, and the desire to beat him arose from the resistance they received, so they vented their stress on him without restraint.
As those people left, Yin Xiao collapsed to the ground, his body covered in sores that not a single piece of flesh remained intact.
His eyes were so swollen that he could only see a slit, and he could only vaguely see the world outside his eyelids. He wished he could close his eyes and leave this world that disgusted him.
But at that moment, he caught a glimpse of a pair of clean leather shoes that should never have been seen in this kind of neighborhood.
The owner of the leather shoes stood in the corner of the wall, above which were crisp, tailored trousers.
Yin Xiao dared not look up at these respectable people who shouldn't be there, for fear of upsetting them and losing his life.
He pressed his face against the dirty ground and pretended to faint.
He didn't know how much time had passed when he saw the pair of leather shoes approaching him through his slit eyelids, and heard the owner of the shoes say in a disgusted tone, "Just as I thought."
That wasn't a foreign language he was used to hearing; it was his mother tongue, which he was somewhat familiar with.
That voice had appeared in his memory before.
He didn't like himself, and when he divorced his wife, he disdainfully handed over custody of him to a half-mad woman.
Now, the person who despised him has reappeared, looking down at him with even greater arrogance, and uttering the words, "As expected."
It's like pointing at him and saying: Look, this is the trash. I could tell he was no good when he was a kid, and now he's proven to be hopeless.
"Sir?" Yin Xiao heard his bodyguard speak softly, as if asking if he should be taken away.
Yin Xiao clenched his fists, which were twisted beneath him, secretly, unwilling to admit that there was still a sliver of hope in his heart.
"Never mind him," the man's light voice came. "My child couldn't possibly look like this."
Yin Xiao's eyelids, which she had been struggling to lift, closed completely at that moment, as if she had truly fainted, and she did not try to look at the man again.
The sound of leather shoes hitting the ground gradually faded away. After a long while, Yin Xiao slowly sat up, using his twisted arms to support himself on the ground, staring intently at Yin Wenbin's departing figure.
From that drizzly day, Yin Xiao had already been hoping for Yin Wenbin's death.
But more than a decade has passed, and he was still able to be rescued in the hospital. How unfair is that?
Yin Xiao looked back in the direction of the hospital, his mind filled with countless plans to raze the place to the ground.
He suddenly felt a warmth in his hand, and when he turned around, he saw Ling Yi casually holding his hand.
The woman's eyes were still on her phone screen, seemingly looking at a document sent by her subordinate, but her hands were already reaching out to comfort him, sensing his low spirits.
This instinctive concern dispelled the dark emotions that had been building up in Yin Xiao's heart.
He buried his head wearily in Lingyi's neck and muttered softly, "So annoying."
He came back intending to give Yin Wenbin a big blow before he died, so that he would die with his eyes wide open in disbelief.
But who could have imagined that Yin Hong would luckily escape his clutches and return, and that Yin Wenbin might even die before his company went bankrupt?
He couldn't let him die in regret and pain; it made Yin Xiao feel like ants were crawling all over his body!
But now he is unwilling to give up the stable life he has finally achieved for that scoundrel Yin Wenbin.
He's no longer that lonely, pitiful little guy lying on the street. He has people around him now, and he has the motivation to live. How could he possibly ruin his future for a jerk?
He nuzzled Ling Yi's neck with his nose and decided to resort to metaphysics: "God, Bodhisattva, Earth God, God of Wealth, or any god you like, please bless them both and make sure they both get into trouble!"