162: Chapter 162 He put his hands in his pockets and didn’t know how to fight back after being beaten!

Today, Xiao Ran, with his hands in his pockets, was beaten so badly he didn't know how to fight back!

Xiao Ran hadn't expected it.

He had only come for lunch, as a guest.

To be hit with a forceful punch right away!

His injury wasn't healed, and without using his life force, he had no strength to dodge!

He didn't even seem to know their family!

How could it be as if they had a deep-seated hatred for him?!

Not to mention he had saved his two daughters!

And this was how they treated their savior?

“Hiss~~”

Xiao Ran clutched his abdomen, half-crouching on the ground.

Cold sweat poured down his forehead like a waterfall.

His face was pale, and his teeth ground together audibly.

A tearing sensation, like being burned by fire, came from his abdomen, threatening to make him faint!

Xiao Ran didn't know what he had done wrong to endure this pain.

Murong Lan finally managed to steady herself, only to see that Xiao Ran had already taken a punch from her father.

Seeing him half-crouching on the ground in pain, she rushed over: “Xiao Ran! Are you okay?!”

Murong Lan looked anxious, her eyes filled with endless regret.

“+3 days”

She tried her best to help him up.

But he remained motionless, showing no intention of standing.

“Dad! Look what you’ve done!” Murong Lan’s tears fell like rain, hot tears streaming down her cheeks.

Murong Yao clapped his hands, shrugged, and said casually: “A Lan, it was just a small punch, a big young man shouldn’t be unable to handle it!”

“He bullied you, so it’s not too much for me, as a father, to collect a small interest, is it?”

He was originally a refined man, and since returning from the army, he hadn't thrown a punch again.

But he couldn't stand his daughter being bullied; this punch was simply to teach Xiao Ran a lesson!

“Husband! You’ve gone too far!” Tang Jiayu frowned, glaring at her husband with displeasure.

Then she also hurried to Xiao Ran’s side and crouched down.

Her graceful, shapely buttocks were fully exposed.

She took a few tissues from her pocket and carefully wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: “Xiao Ran, are you okay? Let Auntie take a look!”

“I… I…” Xiao Ran gritted his teeth, his body trembling slightly, seemingly unable to exert any strength.

“Brother Xiao Ran! How are you?! Don’t scare me!” Murong Lan panicked.

It was the first time she had seen Xiao Ran show such a painful expression.

And it was her own father who had hit him!

“A Lan! Let’s help him up!” Tang Jiayu said, then, together with her daughter, pulled him up by his armpits.

Xiao Ran held his abdomen with both hands, and his black jacket obscured his injuries, making it impossible to see how badly he was hurt.

You have to know.

Murong Yao had been in the army and still kept fit.

That punch would have caused at least a bruise!

“Brother Xiao Ran! I’m sorry!” Murong Lan cried, her freshly applied makeup already smudged.

Seeing that he still didn't reply and his body remained stiff.

The cold sweat on his forehead also didn't stop, and his body kept trembling.

Murong Yao stood aside, hands in his pockets.

He watched with a hint of jealousy as his wife and daughter helped this young man into the house.

“It was just a punch, wasn’t it? I didn’t even use much force! This kid is quite good at faking it!”

Murong Yao muttered, looked down at his watch, then glanced towards the front door: “The savior still hasn’t arrived? It’s almost seven o’clock!”

He shook his head and secretly pulled out a pack of Liqun cigarettes from his pocket.

He peered into the house, and seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he carefully took out his lighter.

“Click~”

“Inhale~”

“But thanks to this kid, he faked it quite well, which gave me a chance to have a smoke!”

Inside the house.

The popular “Boonie Bears” was playing on TV.

Murong Qing held the remote control expressionlessly, her gaze not moving an inch.

“A Qing! Move aside!” The mother and daughter helped Xiao Ran, mercilessly driving Murong Qing away.

“You guys! Hmph!” Murong Qing was about to retort, but upon meeting her mother’s gaze, she immediately backed down, reluctantly leaving the sofa.

After setting Xiao Ran down, Tang Jiayu instructed: “A Lan, go get some ice and help him with a compress.”

“Okay!” Murong Lan moved quickly, not daring to delay for a moment.

“Xiao Ran?” Tang Jiayu called softly.

“Hm?” Xiao Ran’s face was ashen, and he responded indistinctly, biting his words.

“Take your hands away, Auntie will take a look for you.”

“No! Don’t touch me!” Xiao Ran immediately sat upright, about to struggle to his feet the next second.

“Sorry, I’m leaving now!”

Tang Jiayu: “?”

What did this young man mean?!

She wasn't a man-eating tigress, why was he so afraid of her?

“Xiao Ran, Auntie apologizes to you! Your uncle was wrong just now, he didn’t mean any harm!” Tang Jiayu pressed on his shoulder, preventing him from getting up.

“Can I leave?” Xiao Ran clutched his stomach, barely managing to lift his head.

His face grew paler, as if he would collapse any second.

Tang Jiayu quickly wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, saying gently: “Xiao Ran, don’t be stubborn, Auntie will make Uncle apologize to you later!”

Xiao Ran looked at the gentle woman in front of him, feeling a bit dazed for a moment.

He wondered if it was an illusion!

He seemed to see his mother, whom he had never met, caring for him, loving him!

Was this motherly love?

This was what he lacked!

Xiao Ran subconsciously responded: “Mm.”

Then he slowly released his hands.

Tang Jiayu smiled faintly as he finally let go of his hands.

Then she crouched down and carefully lifted the black jacket from his stomach.

But the next second!

Her smile instantly froze!

Her originally rosy face instantly lost all color.

Her trembling hands couldn't hide her inner terror.

What did she see?

Blood!

Lots and lots of blood!

The pristine white undershirt was already stained a vivid red!

A chilling river of blood.

Forming a heart-stopping image.

Even, faintly visible, this red wetness was still continuously expanding!

The blood was still flowing!

In decades, she had never seen so much blood!

And now, seeing it for the first time, it was her own husband's handiwork!

Her heart grew increasingly panicked.

“A Qing! A Qing! A Qing!” Tang Jiayu quickly called her younger daughter.

“What?” Murong Qing replied reluctantly without turning her head.

“Quickly go get me the first-aid kit! And call 120!”

“No! Is he dying?! And call 120?!”

“You!” Tang Jiayu couldn't hold back, and stood up directly!

“Slap!”

A bloody slap landed directly on her younger daughter’s face.

“Mom! You actually hit me for a scumbag!” Murong Qing didn't understand the situation yet, and covered her cheek in disbelief.

Tang Jiayu looked at her younger daughter, trembling with anger.

What time was it now!

It was a matter of life and death!

When had this younger daughter become like this!

“Mom, what’s wrong?”

Murong Lan, who had just come out of the kitchen, asked curiously.

Suddenly, the corner of her eye caught a sight that filled her with despair!

Xiao Ran was half-closing his eyes, seemingly having lost hope in this world.

The red flower on his stomach was so chilling!

“Clatter~”

“+10 days”

The ice in her hand fell to the ground.

Icy coldness permeated the floor.

And enveloped her body, her heart!

Cold!

Bone-chilling cold!

Such a terrifying sight almost made her faint!

But she knew!

She couldn't collapse yet!

Brother Xiao Ran was still waiting for her help!

'It's blood!'

'Brother Xiao Ran is bleeding so, so much!'

“Brother Xiao Ran! Brother Xiao Ran!”

Tears streamed down the girl's face!

She rushed over frantically!

As if to hold onto the boy she loved!

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