The Stepmother’s Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era
Chapter 768 - 767: A Forceful Kiss

Chapter 768: Chapter 767: A Forceful Kiss

Upon learning that the Northern Airlines disaster had actually been masterminded by Ou Liya as a form of revenge against the Zhuang Family, Shen Mingzhu’s surprise turned into shock.

To vent personal spite, to actually not hesitate to use an entire plane’s passengers as a sacrificial burial—such cold-blooded viciousness was simply outrageous.

"You can rest assured, Ou Liya will not be able to come out again in this lifetime."

He had made a special trip here just to personally tell her this news, so she wouldn’t worry or be afraid.

The woman’s complexion was fair, her almond eyes clear and bright, she stood before him, her white sleeveless gown gently swaying in the breeze, her skin creamy, like an untainted pearl.

Yan Yi’s heart held both joy and melancholy.

Joy that she was being protected so well, but melancholy that he didn’t have such an opportunity.

"Uncle Yan."

The crisp, sweet, and tender voice interrupted his thoughts.

Yan Yi looked down, at Pei Tang who had just gotten out of the car and approached him, her sweet face looking up at him with tender eyes.

"Hello, Tan Guoguo."

Pei Tang, looking at the uncle before her who was warm and affable, felt an indescribable sense of closeness.

"Uncle Yan, thank you for finding and saving me. I’ll remember your great kindness and grace, and repay you doubly in the future."

While the language was a bit formulaic, the sincerity could be seen in the little girl’s bright and clear eyes.

Yan Yi affectionately ruffled her head, "It’s good that you’re safe and sound."

Pei Tang nodded, sweetly flattering him: "Uncle Yan has good judgment, hiring people who are not only professional but timely, arriving just in time when the big bad guy was about to harm me."

Yan Yi couldn’t help but smile, while Shen Mingzhu herself was both amused and exasperated.

These weren’t words she taught, yet her daughter spoke them so naturally, without a hint of shyness or hesitation; she felt her daughter had the makings of a real player.

Having finished expressing their gratitude, Shen Mingzhu prepared to leave with her daughter.

Pei Tang bounced happily into the car first, and Yan Yi stopped Shen Mingzhu, who was about to go to the driver’s seat, "Oh, before I came here, I heard something from Xiaoqing."

Shen Mingzhu turned around, "What is it?"

Yan Yi looked at her, "I heard you’re planning to repay me for my kindness in your next life?"

—This life is not enough, so the next life must continue the repayment.

That was just a joke she made with Zhong Qing, but being asked seriously by Yan Yi, it couldn’t help but feel awkward.

"Just a joke, let’s go; be careful on the road home."

Seeing her discomfort, Yan Yi smiled and waved.

Shen Mingzhu nodded and drove off.

I’m really looking forward to it.

Watching the direction of the departing car, Yan Yi silently completed the conversation in his mind.

"Next life," how ethereal and out of reach that term was.

Yet inexplicably, his heart uncontrolledly fostered anticipation.

Perhaps, the word "hope" itself possesses the magic power to make people fantasize and yearn.

"Boom—"

A loud roaring noise made Yan Yi turn his head.

He saw a silver-black Bugatti, speeding like a comet, rushing past Yan Yi’s face, and darted away.

In that brief, less than a second encounter, Yan Yi still recognized the driver as Zhuang Xueqi.

Thinking back to the call he had made to his big sister half an hour ago, Yan Yi went back to the car to get his mobile phone and called Ning Yuan.

...

The only Bugatti supercar in all of Quanfeng City immediately attracted tremendous attention upon entering the urban area.

Ning Yuan easily managed to stop Zhuang Xueqi, who was driving the Bugatti, at a traffic light intersection.

"Get out."

Zhuang Xueqi rolled down the window, his face as cold as frost, his words equally explosive:

"Give you three seconds to clear the way, or I’ll drive straight through!"

Ning Yuan was driving a domestic business sedan, which could be scrapped for all he cared, but the Bugatti was his treasure. He wouldn’t stand for even a scratch on it, much less a collision.

"I’m not saying I won’t clear the way, but first tell me what you’re up to?"

While Zhuang Xueqi was listening to him speak, he swiftly reached into the car window, turned off the ignition, and grabbed the key all in one fluid motion.

Done, he dangled the car keys in front of Zhuang Xueqi, taunting, "Hey, without these keys, let’s see how you’ll drive the car away."

Zhuang Xueqi sneered coldly and pushed the car door open to get out.

"That’s more like it... Hey, where are you going?"

Seeing that Zhuang Xueqi was heading straight for his business vehicle without a backward glance, Ning Yuan hurriedly stepped forward to block her path.

"Get out of the way!"

"First, tell me what you’re planning to do."

"None of your damn business."

Ning Yuan choked, "Right now, you’re Mrs. Ning. Every word and deed of yours relates to the Ning Family’s honor; of course, I have the right to question you."

He paused, then added, "Ou Liya is detained by the National Security Bureau; you won’t be able to see her."

Zhuang Xueqi sped out the door with a murderous look in her eyes, clearly on a mission to settle accounts with Ou Liya.

As she remained silent, Ning Yuan softened his tone a bit, "Don’t worry, she won’t escape the death penalty. You don’t need to get your hands dirty."

"Fuck off!"

Knowing that her father had been imprisoned and the Zhuang Family had gone bankrupt all because of that bitch Ou Liya, Zhuang Xueqi wished she could chop her up and feed her to the dogs to vent her fury—she didn’t care about dirtying her hands.

"Beep—"

"Beep your motherfucking beep!"

Ning Yuan cursed at the car honking behind him, and when he turned back, he found that Zhuang Xueqi had already taken a taxi and left.

After weighing his options for 0.5 seconds, he jumped into his Bugatti and chased after the taxi.

The taxi soon entered an older neighborhood that was being renovated.

For a Bugatti with a super low ground clearance, the uneven roads were nothing short of an epic disaster.

Seeing the taxi getting away, he gritted his teeth, pressed the accelerator, and chased after the taxi with sparks flying around.

Loud noises of the chassis being battered kept coming.

As Ning Yuan internally bled for his car, he comforted himself, "If anything happens to this damn woman, Manman and Enbao will be motherless. To hell with the car!"

"Just a car, after all. Out with the old, in with the new."

"Shit, that’s a ten-million!"

Finally, before his Bugatti completely fell apart, the taxi stopped in front of a residential building.

Getting out of the car, Zhuang Xueqi made a beeline for the residential building.

Seeing this, Ning Yuan also quickly jumped out of the car to chase after her.

Inside the stairwell, Ning Yuan intercepted Zhuang Xueqi as she went upstairs.

"Why are you doggedly following me?"

At the sight of Ning Yuan, Zhuang Xueqi’s brows knitted in frustration.

Ning Yuan surveyed the residential building from top to bottom and asked her, "What are you doing here?"

"It’s none of your business, out of my way."

The staircase in the old residential building was already narrow, and with Ning Yuan’s tall and broad figure, along with his deliberate sprawling of legs, he effectively blocked the passage.

"You’re not getting past until you explain yourself."

"Ning Yuan, you’re asking for it!"

Zhuang Xueqi picked up her purse and swung it at Ning Yuan’s head.

"For fuck’s sake, you harpy, trying to murder your husband now?!"

Ning Yuan dodged the attack adroitly but opened the way for her to dash past him.

He was not one to give up so easily, and he continued the pursuit.

After a frantic chase up a flight of stairs, Ning Yuan once again cornered Zhuang Xueqi at the stairwell entrance.

To keep her from going at him again, he wisely grabbed her arms in anticipation.

But he had underestimated Zhuang Xueqi’s combativeness; unable to exert strength with his hands restrained, she used her feet instead.

Her sharp heels stomped down hard on his foot, causing Ning Yuan to howl in pain.

Zhuang Xueqi seized the opportunity to break free and ran up the stairs, only to be swiftly dragged back and pinned against the wall by Ning Yuan.

Looking at the woman struggling desperately, perhaps driven by lust, Ning Yuan bent down and captured her in a kiss.

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