He married his nemesis and had a baby

Chapter 67

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dripping blood

"Wei Yao."

Being compared to the neck with a knife, Xing Ming didn't panic at all, and his tone was calm.

Wei Yao frowned.

"what?"

Wei Yao tightened his fingers a little, and the sharp blade sank into Xing Ming's skin, and blood began to seep out.

Even if it was a sharp stabbing pain in his neck, Xing Ming was still in a state of indifference.

"It sounds like we never actually fought."

The two of them had fought last time, but Wei Yao suddenly had a stomachache, and Xing Ming sent him to the hospital.

There was no real fight at that time.

"and then?"

Say what you say, not half of what you say.

This is one of the reasons why Wei Yao hates Xing Ming.

He least likes to be in contact with this kind of person who smiles on the surface.

"Why do you have the confidence to beat me?"

"Not even with a knife?"

Wei Yao moved the knife in his hand.

"It's just a knife, it's still not sharpened."

"Wei Yao, you are pregnant with a child. I think it's better not to touch such a dangerous weapon casually."

"It seems that I was negligent and didn't pay attention to these details."

"I'll pay more attention later."

Xing Ming also laughed, Xing Ming was pinched by Wei Yao in his hands, with a calm demeanor, as if the knife did not exist.

Obviously Wei Yao's threat didn't work for Xing Ming.

As for Xing Ming, he has reason to be sure that Wei Yao can't really attack him and cut him on the neck. If something happened to him, it doesn't mean that something happened to Wei Yao.

Even if they were married, Wei Yao couldn't escape such a thing as killing someone.

Wei Yao hated himself so much, how could he pay for himself as well.

It is precisely because of knowing these that Xing Ming is fearless.

Xing Ming's reaction was within Wei Yao's expectation.

He had already guessed that it was impossible for Xing Ming to be threatened by this level.

The blade on the neck moved away little by little.

The sound of footsteps retreated behind him, and he took a few steps back to stop.

Xing Ming turned his head, as expected, Wei Yao hadn't changed from the beginning to the end, and hated himself as always.

Maybe I hate myself even more now.

Just when Xing Ming was thinking this way, Wei Yao suddenly took a fruit knife, turned the tip of the knife, and pointed it at his abdomen.

"Xing Ming, what do you think of this?"

Xing Ming can't threaten, so let's change the method.

Wei Yao pressed the tip of the knife against his abdomen.

There was already a trace of blood on the blade, from Xing Ming's neck.

Although the traces are not deep, the bloodstains are still there.

Xing Ming looked at the knife that Wei Yao held in his hand.

"Wei Yao, don't hurt yourself."

Xing Ming spoke, still so calmly.

So calm that Wei Yao felt sick.

Wei Yao stepped back a few more steps, and retreated to the window.

"If you want a child, why don't you adopt it?"

"Don't worry, the one coming out of my stomach, like me, hates you very much."

"After all, it is my flesh and blood to feed."

Wei Yao smiled brightly, but was exerting a little force in his hands.

The point of the knife pierced a little bit of the skin of his abdomen, and the blood instantly stained his clothes. The clothes were originally light-colored, but once they were soaked in blood, they immediately became extremely glaring.

A little blood spread quickly.

Wei Yao didn't want to hurt himself either, but compared with giving birth to a child with half of Xing Ming's blood, Wei Yao still felt that the pain was tolerable.

Even at that time, Wei Yao didn't feel much pain, only a kind of excitement from his whole body.

Xing Ming frowned deeply, as if extremely shocked.

In his impression, based on what he knew about Wei Yao so far, he never expected that Wei Yao would point the knife at himself like this.

Those blood, a little smudged away.

For an instant, Xing Ming felt a sharp pain in his heart.

The knife hurt Wei Yao and pierced into his body at the same time.

It was directly stabbed in his heart.

Almost at this moment, Xing Ming seemed to understand why he wanted this child so much.

Xing Ming walked over.

Step by step, he approached Wei Yao.

Wei Yao leaned against the window, he looked down at his abdomen, but rarely saw his own blood.

It turned out that his blood was also so crimson.

Wei Yao raised his eyes, and Xing Ming had already walked in front of him.

"Okay, let's go back." Xing Ming said.

Xing Ming's breath seemed to smell like blood.

Will his child be without it?

Xing Ming reached out to grab the knife in Wei Yao's hand, but Wei Yao avoided it.

"I do not believe you."

There was distrust in Wei Yao's eyes.

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away."

Xing Ming turned around and went to the desk to get the phone, dialed a number, and told the person on the other end that the helicopter was ready.

After hanging up the phone, Xing Ming walked towards Wei Yao again.

"I will never break my promise."

Wei Yao just smiled indifferently.

He suddenly discovered something, Xing Ming didn't seem to like seeing his blood.

Changing his mind so easily, Wei Yao actually thought about it, and just let the child die.

But in the end, I still cherish my body more. There are doctors here, but they cannot perform operations.

It will take a while for the helicopter to fly out of the sea.

When I go to the hospital again, maybe I will leave with the child in my stomach, no matter how I look at it, the loss outweighs the gain.

This little blood is enough.

It's not that Wei Yao hasn't shed blood, such a small amount of blood is nothing at all.

Holding a knife, Wei Yao refused Xing Ming's approach. He walked out the door, and Xing Ming watched him from behind.

It seems that this is often the case. Between the two of them, Wei Yao turned and left, making the distance between them farther and farther.

Xing Ming lowered his eyes slowly, staring at his palm.

What exactly does he really want.

If Xing Ming didn't understand at first.

At this time, he actually almost understood.

He wanted a child, of course he wanted it, but he wanted another person even more.

Whether it is love or not, Xing Ming cannot be sure for the time being.

However, if Wei Yao will definitely belong to one person in the future and be owned by the other party, no matter what Xing Ming thinks, he thinks that person can only be himself.

"Wei Yao."

Xing Ming murmured Wei Yao's name in a low voice.

Wei Yao walked downstairs, still holding the fruit knife in his hand, and the clothes on his abdomen were stained with blood. When the bodyguards saw the blood on Wei Yao's clothes, they immediately surrounded him. They wanted to prevent Wei Yao from leaving, but later Xing Ming appeared and raised his hand to stop everyone.

"It's okay, let's leave today."

Xing Ming walked behind Wei Yao, the villa was not far from the airfield, it would only take a few minutes if he walked quickly, but Wei Yao walked quite slowly.

He hadn't really looked at this small island for a few days.

The reason for my mood before was that I didn't have much leisure to appreciate it, but now I am in a good mood, so I just look around.

Halfway through, Wei Yao stopped and looked at the blue sea.

The sea is rippling, the sky is as clear as a clear blue, and the whole world is full of peace and harmony.

Wei Yao had a small wound on his abdomen, and he didn't need to cover it up, the blood stopped by itself.

After enjoying it quietly for a while, Xing Ming was standing more than ten meters away. At that time, he was worried that Wei Yao would hurt himself again if he got too close.

Wei Yao can even use his own body, which Xing Ming thinks he can't do.

Wei Yao turned around and continued walking, the helicopter was ready.

The driver was waiting by the side. When he saw Wei Yao and Xing Ming coming, he especially noticed the blood on Wei Yao's clothes. He was surprised and looked at Xing Ming. Xing Ming's eyes seemed to be unable to see anything around him. , only Wei Yao could be seen.

"Send him back." Xing Ming said to the driver.

When Wei Yao turned his head, he thought that Xing Ming would go back with him.

"Don't worry, I'm taking you back, not anywhere else."

Xing Ming signaled Wei Yao not to worry.

He has always kept his word.

"Thanks."

Wei Yao and Xing Ming thanked each other.

He hates Xing Ming, but unexpectedly, he doesn't hate Xing Ming at all. He only feels that Xing Ming is pitiful. This person has lived until now, and outsiders can see that he has everything, but Wei Yao feels that he is actually quite empty and peaceful. scarcity.

Still holding the knife, Wei Yao walked into the helicopter.

At this time, Xing Ming suddenly called him to stop.

"Wei Yao."

Wei Yao didn't move, but moved his head back a little.

"Give me the knife, be careful, don't scratch your hand."

Xing Ming stretched out his hand and asked Wei Yao to give him the knife.

Wei Yao stared at Xing Ming for a long time, he couldn't understand Xing Ming's expression at that time, did he really care about himself?

Wei Yao shook his head in his heart, he didn't believe that Xing Ming would have any special feelings because of him.

Refuse to give the knife.

The distance between the two was already very close at that time, Xing Ming suddenly stepped forward and directly grabbed the knife in Wei Yao's hand, Wei Yao subconsciously waved it, but what he didn't expect was that the knife was held by someone.

Instead of holding his hand, Xing Ming's hand held the entire blade tightly.

The blood dripped on the ground in an instant, and the ticking sound was a sound that Wei Yao was unfamiliar with.

Wei Yao's eyes flickered, and he slowly let go of his hand.

Xing Ming clenched the blade tightly, raised his hand, and stared at the blood on his hand. The smile on his face made Wei Yao feel terrible.

Xing Ming smiled and let go of his hand, and took the knife in the other hand.

"Look, knives are just that dangerous."

Xing Ming shook his hand that was cut by the blade, every finger was cut, and scarlet blood gushed out.

It seems that Xing Ming is still using extreme force, so hard that it seems that the bones can be seen deep.

Wei Yao's eyes trembled.

"Xing Ming, you really should take a good look."

This time the words were more sincere, Xing Ming looked like this, his hand was scratched, and he didn't react at all, as if he wasn't bleeding.

The perception of pain also seems to be blocked.

Xing Ming put away the knife.

"Well, I'll go back and watch."

"Go ahead, I'll be there soon."

Xing Ming's gentle eyebrows and eyes only revealed a strange pathological paranoia.

"I'll kill the baby when I go back."

Wei Yao said this on purpose, the current Xing Ming is too abnormal.

"Okay, you can kill it if you want to."

"It'll be fine to get pregnant again later."

Xing Ming said that he would no longer reject Wei Yao's intention to have a miscarriage.

For a moment, Wei Yao wanted to get close to Xing Ming, to touch this person's body, whether it was real or fake.

Dismissing this idea in time, Wei Yao boarded the helicopter.

Putting on sound-isolating headphones, the hatch closed.

The propeller spun up in no time.

Xing Ming stood on the ground, watching the helicopter take off, and watching Wei Yao and his children leave him.