The Xu family was in trouble until late at night, and the crowd gradually dispersed. Xu Wangtang, with a swollen face, sat opposite Ding Qingyao and said with a smile on his face: "You did a good job, but you are not good enough."
Ding Qingyao lowered his head in silence, his body trembling slightly. Xu Wangtang continued: "Why didn't you hold Han Baihang back then! As long as we catch him, our plan will be successful."
"I have done what I promised you. Now you can let me and my father go."
"Of course!" Xu Wangtang stood up, walked to Ding Qingyao, lifted Ding Qingyao's chin, and said with a smile: "As soon as Han Baihang dies, I will let you go. As for your father, I won't embarrass him."
Ding Qingyao's face was still stained with tears, and Xu Wangtang's calloused palms made her feel sick. Only by tightening her lips tightly did she prevent herself from vomiting.
"With such a pretty little face, my son is really unlucky."
As he spoke, Xu Wangtang's palm began to caress Ding Qingyao's face, with a strange smile on his lips.
When the rough palm scratched Ding Qingyao's face, Ding Qingyao felt goosebumps all over her body. She suddenly slapped Xu Wangtang's palm away, took out a small knife from under the pillow, and put it on her neck.
"Xu Wangtang, I warn you, if you dare to do anything wrong to me, I will die in front of you immediately."
Xu Wangtang also didn't expect that Ding Qingyao would be so strong. Looking at the shallow blood mark on her neck, he suddenly lost all interest. He snorted heavily, waved his sleeves, and put his hands behind his back.
"You should take care of yourself! You must know that what you control is not only your life, but also the lives of dozens of people in the Ding family, just in one thought of yours. Think about it for yourself!"
After saying that, Xu Wangtang turned around and walked angrily out of the house. Ding Qingyao sat alone on the edge of the bed. The knife slipped from his hand and hit the ground with a soft sound. Tears dripped on the blade, leaving a strange pattern.
In the second half of the night, people began to recover from the plundering of bandits, there were fewer people on the streets, and the world fell into silence again.
Han Baihang ran wildly, trying to express his anger and unwillingness. In the blink of an eye, Han Baihang arrived at Mei Changyuan's residence. With both feet strong, his body rose into the air, grabbed the upper edge of the wall, and jumped over the tall wall.
The ground fell to the ground.
After glancing around, Han Baihang identified Mei Changyuan's room and rushed over. As soon as he opened the door, a scent of fragrance hit his face, and then a warm body hit Han Baihang's arms.
"Master, why did you come back? You scared me to death."
The woman threw herself into Han Baihang's arms and started sobbing. Han Baihang was stunned for a moment, knowing that this person had recognized herself as Mei Changyuan, so he hurriedly pushed her away and said in a panic: "Madam, you have recognized the wrong person. I
It’s Han Baihang, not Mayor Mei.”
When the woman first arrived in Han Baihang's arms, she felt a little strange. But at that time, she was frightened out of her wits by the bandits. When she saw someone pushing the door, she thought it was her husband, so she rushed towards him, but she didn't expect it to be an outsider.
This frightened the woman and stunned her. She didn't hear clearly what Han Baihang said. She thought it was the bandits who had come back again. She was so frightened that she screamed, "Come on..."
As soon as the sound came out, Han Baihang covered her mouth and threatened in a low voice: "If you dare to scream, I will cut off your tongue. Do you hear me?"
The woman was already frightened, her face was full of tears, her face was pale, and she was whimpering and nodding. Han Baihang breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "I didn't mean to offend you, I have something important to talk to Mayor Mei.
Shang, do you know where he is now?"
The woman nodded, then shook her head. Han Baihang was puzzled, and just when he was about to let go of his hand, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.
Han Baihang was shocked. He closed the door and pulled the woman to the bedside, hiding behind the curtain.
At this time, someone knocked on the door and asked: "Madam, I just heard you shouting. Are you okay?"
Han Baihang winked at the woman, leaned into her ear and said, "Put him away. You don't want to be misunderstood as stealing a man."
In an era where chastity is valued as life, being unfaithful to your husband is more serious than the sky falling. The woman nodded, and Han Baihang let go of his hand.
"I'm fine. It's just that I accidentally hit my head just now. I'm going to rest. You don't have to guard the second floor. Go back."
"Madam, let's leave first. If you have any questions, please give me your instructions."
"I know, let's go."
Han Baihang held his breath and concentrated until he was sure that the servant was gone, then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"They've all left, why don't you leave?"
Han Baihang only realized after hearing the woman's words that he was still in someone else's bedroom. He quickly stood up and said, "I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now."
Han Baihang was so flustered just now that he didn't pay attention to what this woman looked like. At this moment, he saw that the woman was wearing a thin pair of pajamas, covering a little bit of her skin and exposing a little bit, which gave the man unlimited imagination.
Her long hair is a little messy, adding a bit of laziness. Her eyes are a little red and swollen, with some tears, but they are lively and energetic, as if they have taken away people's souls.
"Are you Mei Changyuan's concubine? Why haven't I seen you before?" Han Baihang couldn't help but ask.
Except for Mei Changyuan, the woman had never let any other man see her like this. She tugged at the corner of her clothes, her cheeks turned a little red, and she said shyly: "My name is Ming Cui, and I just married Meizhen."
Commander, it seems that you, Captain Han, were not in Yongcheng at that time."
Han Baihang said oh, and realized that his gaze was a little unscrupulous. His face turned red, and he glanced to the side and said, "I'm being presumptuous. Please don't mind, sister-in-law. I'll leave now."
After that, Han Baihang walked out the door. Ming Cui stopped Han Baihang and said, "You can't go through the front door. If someone sees you, I won't be able to escape even if I jump into the Yellow River."
Han Baihang paused for a moment, then turned around and met Ming Cui's gaze. When their eyes met, Han Baihang consciously wanted to avoid it, but those eyes were like magnets, tightly attracting his gaze.
live.
"You go from here." Ming Cui opened the window, looked around and saw no one around, turned to Han Baihang and said: "Let's go quickly, there is no one now. My husband went out and hasn't come back yet. I don't know if he is dead."
Yes, if you see him, remember to tell me so that I can have a solution."
Ming Cui's voice became lower and lower as she spoke, and her tears couldn't stop flowing out. Han Baihang's heart softened and he softly comforted him: "Don't worry, Mayor Mei has a lot of good luck, and nothing will happen to him."
"I hope that's the case. You should leave quickly." Ming Cui urged again.
Han Baihang also felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he jumped out of the window. When he landed and looked back, Ming Cui had already closed the window.
For some reason, Han Baihang felt a slight sense of loss in his heart.
