Fated to My Billionaire Husband
Chapter 1577: Hit by Another Bullet

Chapter 1577: Chapter 1577: Hit by Another Bullet

Ruan Tianling’s eyes widened as he stared at the scene, a feeling as though his chest was about to explode!

[Stop!] He roared furiously, swimming rapidly, desperate to save the boy.

He swam with all his might, using every ounce of strength...

Suddenly, the scene before him began to distort.

The ocean disappeared, replaced by a jungle.

The boy, wearing a ghost mask, held a katana in his hands, surrounded by three wild wolves.

On a tree stood the man from the speedboat earlier.

[Kill them. They are your food. If not, you’ll be theirs!]

The boy gripped the katana with both hands, his eyes beneath the ghost mask cold, pitch black, empty, and numb.

One wolf lunged at him, but he dodged nimbly and sliced its throat deeply with the sharp blade.

The wolf twitched a few times on the ground and died.

The remaining two wolves did not act alone but launched a pack attack—

The boy dodged left and right, his small, agile body darting among the trees.

The blade pierced into one wolf’s abdomen; he pulled it out forcefully, blood splattering everywhere.

Turning around, he fiercely slashed off the head of the other wolf.

Blood splattered all over his body, yet he was completely unscathed.

The man on the tree jumped down.

[Not bad. Much faster this time. Now put down the blade and follow me!]

The boy held the blade and stepped forward but didn’t throw it away.

[I told you to put the blade down!]

He refused to listen and kept approaching the man, the killing intent in his eyes unmistakable.

[Bastard!]

The man abruptly raised a gun, and before he could fire, the boy quickly dodged aside.

But the jungle was full of hidden experts; though he dodged one bullet, another found its mark—

The gunshot rang out, and the boy’s body suddenly fell to the ground!

Ruan Tianling’s heart wrenched violently, as if the person shot wasn’t the boy, but him!

Cold sweat drenched him as he jolted awake from the nightmare, his face pale beyond belief.

He knew it was just a tranquilizer gun.

Yet his heart still ached, a pain that felt like his soul was being torn apart.

The scenes from the dream were fragments of videos.

Besides the ocean, there were jungle fragments.

And segments in the desert, snowfields, and grasslands.

They were training a boy, and also torturing him.

Who is he? Was he his child?

Ruan Tianling closed his eyes in agony; he dared not imagine—if that boy truly was his own child, what would he do?

...

It was still dark outside.

Beside him, Jian Yufei was deeply asleep.

Ruan Tianling turned his head to look at her face, his gaze somber.

He stared at her for a while, then, unable to sleep, quietly got up, dressed, and left the room.

It should be around four or five in the morning.

The sun had not yet risen from the horizon; the sky was dark, and the sea wind was fierce.

Ruan Tianling stood on the deck, gripping the railing tightly.

"Boss, can’t sleep?" A subordinate on night watch approached with concern.

Ruan Tianling turned his head to look at him. "Bring me some wine. Join me for a few drinks."

"Understood."

A few glasses of red wine later, Ruan Tianling’s icy body seemed to warm slightly.

"Boss, looks like there’ll be rain. The forecast also mentioned heavy storms today. I’ll remind the brothers to stay safe," the subordinate said, glancing at the weather.

Ruan Tianling also looked up at the dark sky above. "Go ahead."

...

Sure enough, by morning, it began to pour heavily.

Around eight or nine o’clock, the sky was as dark as it would be at seven or eight in the evening.

Encountering a storm at sea is an incredibly dangerous situation.