bodyguard against fate

Chapter 15 Little Sweetie

After listening to Wu Meng recount what happened last night, Wu Renxing was first angry, then shocked, then sighed, and finally felt sympathy.

"No matter what, it's fate that brought them together. Why don't I bring Xiaoyu in too, so they can be closer to each other?"

"No, please!" Wu Meng stopped him. "Xiaoyu doesn't want to spend her life with him; she won't be able to shake him off even if she wants to!"

"Isn't what you're doing too unfair to Feng Weida?" Even though he felt that everything was going as expected, Wu Renxing couldn't help but speak up for Feng Weida.

"I never expected Xiaoyu to be like this. I should never have introduced them. Now we're in a bind," Wu Meng sighed. "Maybe I should just advise them to break up!"

"I'd rather tear down ten temples than break off one marriage," Wu Renxing stopped her. "Maybe becoming a father is a good thing for Feng Weida."

"Good news? What kind of good news is this?"

"Look at him now, living a aimless life, without any goals. But having a child will change everything—his life will be full of goals!"

"You talk as if you have it," Wu Meng said, pursing her lips.

Chen Ergou never expected that Feng Weida would have a girlfriend after only one day apart, and she was Wu Meng's best friend.

"This makes things much easier. With the two of you around, Wu Meng will never be able to escape my grasp again!"

"Ergou, have you ever fixed a light bulb?"

"What kind of light bulb?"

"It's nothing, why are you looking for me so early?" Feng Weida asked.

"Didn't you get a bonus? Let's have something—"

Chen Ergou pinched three fingers together, and Feng Weida knew he wouldn't come without a reason. But unfortunately, he was too late this time. Feng Weida had already given all the five thousand yuan he had just received to Xiaoyu, leaving not a single penny for himself.

"No way, you should at least leave some for yourself! Don't you want to eat or drink anything?" Chen Ergou was furious. He had finally gotten up early, only to arrive late.

"Why would I keep money? The company covers all my food and lodging."

"Don't you even consider me? I'm your own...friend!"

See, I told you Chen Ergou treated me like his father. Feng Weida silently slipped two oranges into Chen Ergou's hand.

Stay here and do not move.

"Why did you stuff oranges into my hands? I want money!" Chen Ergou was on the verge of tears.

"Ergou, I can't lend you money anymore," Feng Weida said.

Why?

"I want to be responsible for Xiaoyu and save money to give her a stable home."

"Home my ass! You two have only known each other for less than a day, while we've known each other for years. What have you ever given me?"

This is truly a case of a courtesan oblivious to the sorrow of a fallen nation; a new generation surpasses the old! Last night she called me "sweetie" while looking at the moon, and today she's a bitter old hag!

"I did something I shouldn't have done last night."

Feng Weida had a dream last night. He dreamt that a dolphin was humming beside him, but when he rubbed his eyes and looked again, the dolphin had turned into a beautiful woman. After seeing Xiaoyu this morning, Feng Weida wasn't sure if he dreamt it while holding Xiaoyu or while holding Wu Meng. He called Wu Renxing to ask how he got to the hotel. Wu Renxing said Feng Weida was too tired and slept in his car. Feng Weida probably dozed off and followed him upstairs when he dropped Wu Meng and Xiaoyu off at the hotel.

Having experienced two previous blackouts, Feng Weida wasn't very confident in his memory. When the brain wants to deceive you, it doesn't even give you a warning; it immediately switches to filtering mode, making it impossible to remember anything at all. "It must have been beer in that beer-braised duck last night, otherwise how could I be drunk?"

Feng Weida tried to convince himself.

"You mean, you gave Xiaoyu to..."

Feng Weida nodded.

Now Chen Ergou had nothing to say. A man should be responsible for his actions, but Feng Weida's price was a bit too high. Since that was the case, there was nothing he could do; he couldn't very well go to Xiaoyu to get it back, could he?

"After you all finished eating, where did Wu Meng go?" Chen Ergou asked casually.

"She's... fixing a light bulb."

"Need to fix the light bulb?"

"We fixed it together..."

Feng Weida wasn't lying; he simply replaced "sleeping in the same bed" with "fixing light bulbs." At that moment, Feng Weida was very grateful for Wu Renxing's great invention, which saved the world from a shocking bloodbath between brothers!

"But I won't be fixing things with her anymore, I'm with Xiaoyu now."

"Is Xiaoyu's light bulb broken too?"

Even Chen Ergou on his motorcycle couldn't keep up with Feng Weida's train of thought.

Feng Weida wanted Xiaoyu to move in with him, but Xiaoyu disagreed and wouldn't even see him. Feng Weida didn't force her and sent her messages on WeChat every day without fail, asking how she was doing. Xiaoyu rarely replied, and when she did, it was just "um," "ah," or "hehe." What Feng Weida didn't expect was that Xiaoyu was already three months pregnant, but it wasn't very obvious because of her figure. At first glance, it looked like she had just gained weight.

Wu Renxing believed that being a "second-hand man" was a huge mistake for any man, let alone someone like Feng Weida who had been hurt before. He thought that if he exposed this matter at the right time, Feng Weida would definitely be provoked. Now, he was just waiting for Wu Xiuli to give him an opportunity. When the night was dark and windy, that would be the time for him to kill and set fire to the place.

"Renxing, come to the hospital quickly, something's happened to Dad!"

One day, He Xiuli called Wu Renxing in a panicked tone. It turned out that He Yong had been hospitalized.

Wu Renxing rushed to the hospital and saw He Yong lying on the hospital bed with his arm wrapped in bandages.

"Dad...are you alright?"

"What do you mean by 'something'? Does it only count as something when I'm dead?"

If it weren't for He Xiuli's sake, He Yong wouldn't even bother to speak to him.

"I was just worried about you—"

Wu Renxing was obviously used to it, wondering who had avenged him by beating the old man like this.

"Dad, what exactly happened?" He Xiuli asked.

"I accidentally tripped and fell," He Yong said sheepishly, clearly not wanting to answer the question.

"Where did you fall? How did you suddenly fall like that?"

"Don't ask anymore, I'm going to sleep for a while—"

He Yong turned away and ignored the two of them.

Half an hour later, Wu Renxing called He Xiuli out of the ward.

"Is Dad asleep?" Wu Renxing asked.

He Xiuli nodded: "Don't worry, the doctor said it's just a fracture and some abrasions, nothing serious."

"How exactly did you get injured?"

"He fell."

Wu Renxing glanced into the ward: "You know, Dad's so old, and he doesn't even have anyone to keep him company. He likes to watch square dancing, but what if he got into a fight with some other old men over an old lady and got beaten up?"

"What are you thinking? Is Dad that kind of person?" He Xiuli rolled her eyes at him.

He Xiuli didn't not want to tell him; it was He Yong who specifically instructed her not to tell Wu Renxing.

"That must be it. Dad was too embarrassed to let you tell me!"

"Oh, no, that's not true," He Xiuli finally couldn't help but say, "Dad went to the mental hospital this morning—"

"Dad also has a mental illness?"

Wu Renxing was shocked. His first thought was that he was fortunate to have been in the He family for so many years and had always been more restrained in his actions. Otherwise, if He Yong had killed him, he wouldn't even have to go to jail.

"Keep your voice down—" He Xiuli pinched him, "Your dad's the one with a mental illness! Your whole family is mentally ill!"