Mister Li, the Heart Bandit

Chapter 142: Crown Champion Tormenting Bronze Winner, Live

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Ji Weixi coldly pointed at Lin Kai in an unstoppable rage. “Li Shaoling, kill him!”

Lin Kai was nonchalantly walking away when a man suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

He looked up to find Li Shaoling’s cold gaze bearing down from above.

He flinched in fright. “What are you doing?”

Li Shaoling slowly rubbed his wrists with a vague smile. “Killing you.”

With those words, Lin Kai’s nose was punched. Blood shot out of his nose and spluttered to the ground.

Then, like grabbing a chicken, Li Shaoling caught Lin Kai’s collar and rained fists down on his girly face.

Lin Kai could not retaliate at all, and while Li Shaoling was hitting him powerfully, each fist would perfect avoid vital areas.

Lin Kai’s face was soon decorated with swellings and bruises. One tooth had actually dropped out, whereas blood flowed out freely out of the corner of his mouth.

Crown champion tormenting the bronze winner, brought to you live.

Ji Weixi came and caught Li Shaoling. “Alright, stop hitting him.”

Li Shaoling withdrew his fists. “Didn’t you tell me to kill him?”

“…Not literally!”

Meanwhile, as Lin Kai struggled to get up from the floor, he was kicked by Li Shaoling.

“You—you bullies!” Lin Kai cried in pain. “I’ll tell Fang that you bullied me!”

“Go, tell her now!” Ji Weixi retorted in disgust. “I’ll tell you, Lin Kai, don’t think you can do anything you like just because you’re a man—oh, wait, you’re not a man.”

“To think that Jian Jie fell in love with you… she must have killed all your family up until your ancestors in her last life to be so unlucky. You best pray that you could make a living off women with that face in the next few years!”

Ji Weixi then glanced down at the tooth on the ground. “Take your tooth and get lost! Don’t let me see you again, or I’ll give you a beating each time I do!”

Rubbing his tears, Lin Kai pushed himself up and limped away.

But before he left, he meekly shot back, “Just you wait!”

Scumbag!

He really thinks himself some toy poodle that could hump earth, wind and fire!

***

When Jian Jie woke up, she learned that she had lost a lot of blood from eccyesis and had to have one fallopian tube cut off.

She collapsed into tears.

Later, she learned that Ji Weixi and Li Shaoling saved her, or she could have lost her life by now.

She was very thankful, and promised them that she would return to River Town with them to look for Huo Feng when she was well, as witness.

Returning to their hotel, Ji Weixi made a video call to her little one.

His young little face was very handsome in the video, and especially resembled Li Shaoling around the brows.

Ji Weixi was beginning to miss him, and her gaze was tender as she stared at his little face. “What are you doing, baby?”

“Mommy, I’m playing with Uncle Cong!”

The little one adjusted the camera angle and Ji Weixi saw then that he was sitting on Jiang Cong’s back with his little feet crossed while Jiang Cong did push-ups.

At the same time, the little one was holding the phone and eating French fries, with the crumbs dropping on Jiang Cong from time to time.

Green veins were bulging over Jiang Cong’s neck and his face was flushed. He was gritting his teeth as he could hardly push himself up now, and as his arms shook, he eventually dropped to the floor with a thud, unable to get up.

The little one leapt off his back. “Wow, Uncle Cong has no stamina. Now get dressed, we’re going to the playground!”

Jiang Cong was so tired he couldn’t even move a finger, and begged for mercy. “Can I not go?”

The little one promptly burst out wailing. “I want to go! Boo-hoo!”

Ji Weixi could feel how hopeless Jiang Cong’s situation was over the call.

Nonetheless, she cleared her through and sternly said, “Ji Jiayu, behave! He’s your uncle, you hear me?!”

The boy was being outrageous, just like his father.

The little one immediately sniffled—there wasn’t even a drop of tear on his face. “Okay, got it…”

Nonetheless, after an inspired pause, the little one suddenly held his stomach with a pained look. “Ouch, my tummy hurts… Mommy, I’m hanging up. I’m going to the toilet!”

“What?” Ji Weixi felt an emptiness watching the video when it was suddenly cut off.

Perhaps because her son had been with him since he was a baby, she could not bear not seeing him for a day.

***

Meanwhile, after hanging up and seeing that Jiang Cong was about to flee, the little one pouted and called out darkly. “Uncle Cong.”

Once he heard the fury in the boy’s voice, Jiang Cong quickly turned, beaming. “What is it?”

The little one glared at him but said nothing.

One second passed.

Then two.

He suddenly ran to Jiang Cong, clapping happily. “I want a horsey ride! Horsey ride!

Jiang Cong looked as if he’s seen a ghost. “…Can I refuse?”

“Nope!” The little one pouted before adding miserably, “If you don’t give piggyback, I’ll tell Daddy you bullied me, beat me, sold me off, and…”

“Stop!” Jiang Cong could not bear to keep listening and simply dropped to a crouch, while looking as if life has lost all meaning. “Get on.”

The little one happily got on Jiang Cong back again and kept smacking his buttocks. “Hyah! Hyah!

“Neigh—!”

Jiang Cong no longer had tears to cry with.

Why was he still here, just to suffer?

***

Li Shaoling had booked a place at a locally famous restaurant for the evening.

However, as he drove through downtown, he suddenly got a head-splitting headache, with black-and-white images flashing in his head.

His vision seemed to hollow out from it. Even as he tried to focus, his vision was suddenly up in blinding flames and he had to brake abruptly, putting his head on the steering wheel while veins bulged and pulsated over his forehead.

Ji Weixi was dazed. Recovering, she reached out to him, afraid that he would faint like last time. “Are you alright?”

Li Shaoling said nothing. His pained, heavy breaths continued.

“Should I give Jiang Yigu a call?” Ji Weixi pressed. “He’s your resident physician, right?”

Li Shaoling looked up then; his eyes were frighteningly hollow.

He turned to her, and slowly wrapped his arms around her, burying his head in her chest…

Ji Weixi stiffened, distinctly feeling his heavy breathing.

She took his phone with some difficulty, unlocked it and swiped through his contacts for Jiang Yigu… when she suddenly stumbled on a contact named ‘wife’.

Curious, she tapped on it and promptly blushed: wasn’t that her own number?

Disgusting man. She hadn’t married him, and he already shameless call him his wife.

Nonetheless, Ji Weixi found Jiang Yigu’s number and called him.

The dial tone kept going for some time but no one answered.

Keeping her patience, she called the number twice but there was still no one receiving, so she stopped calling.

She was aware that doctors were often busy and Jiang Yigu must be in the middle of a surgery, and decided not to disturb him.

Instead, she took out her own phone and called Tian Miaomiao.

“Xixi! I missed you so much!” Tian Miaomiao picked up almost instantly.

“Miaomiao, what are you doing at the moment?”

“Watching drama. By the way, have you found Jian Jie, Xixi? How are things? Are you and President Li alright?”

“…Yeah, I found her.” Ji Weixi answered vaguely before getting to the point. “Miaomiao, you know Jiang Yigu, right? He’s Li Shaoling’s resident physician, look for him and ask for some medicine because he’s a little ill.”