My beautiful CEO wife
Chapter 345: Honey, Are You Sick?

Chapter 345: Chapter 345: Honey, Are You Sick?

His gaze at that moment was like the blazing sun, like an eagle soaring, like a cheetah, sharply fixating on the wildly moving Mo Qingyun.

"Still too slow!"

After a "smack" sound, everything returned to calm.

Looking at the scene again.

Xiao Zheng held a fine steel war spear in his hand, while Mo Qingyun lay languishing on the ground, spitting blood from his mouth, his hand clutching his left arm.

If one wasn’t mistaken, large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, clearly in pain.

The reason for the pain was that his left arm was severely fractured, and the ghastly white of bone could be seen.

"Bang"

Xiao Zheng threw the fine steel war spear on the ground and sneered relentlessly, "Mo Qingyun? Hmph, your skill is a complete mess."

"Uh..."

Mo Qingyun was speechless, his eyes misty, as if tears were twinkling, he finally understood what it meant to be utterly defeated.

From childhood to adulthood, he had never suffered such a crushing defeat. This blow, from outside in, had completely shattered his confidence; his eyes were hollow, like a walking corpse.

Gone was his previous arrogance and bluster!

This was the Heavenly Net Evil God?

This was the Master of Tianji Sect?

He was too strong indeed!

The title of the second person on the Heaven Ranking seemed like a huge joke at this moment.

Mo Qingyun sniffled, still as if in a dream, unable to believe all this was real.

Laozi was born with extraordinary talent, and even when compared to the first person on the Heaven Ranking, he was not inferior, but now he had lost so miserably, a great shame indeed.

Shame!

Unacceptable! The young master could only be the strongest, and he couldn’t let such people overshadow his future fame, to the point where he couldn’t hold his head up forever.

"Evil God, don’t blame me for being ruthless and heartless, blame yourself for failing to see the situation!"

With a silent chant in his heart and a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes, Mo Qingyun’s right hand twitched slightly, and then he swiftly threw something out.

"Swish!"

In an instant, five blue-glowing Meteor Darts flew at extreme speed, aiming straight for Xiao Zheng, chasing after him as if racing the stars and the moon.

"Hm?"

Xiao Zheng’s eyes sharpened, his fierce aura flitting about; this thing that didn’t know whether it was alive or dead actually dared to launch a sneak attack at this time, truly overestimating himself.

He performed an iron bar backbend on the spot, his feet kicked up, and he executed a back somersault with a twist, narrowly evading the Meteor Darts.

That wasn’t all; fueled by rage, he leaped into the air as soon as he landed, and pounced on Mo Qingyun, with overwhelming killing intent.

"Boy, Laozi will cripple you!"

"Pfft."

His palms struck Mo Qingyun’s Dantian, and in that instant, Mo Qingyun spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face turning as pale as tin foil.

"You dare cripple my cultivation?"

"It’s already done! If you had known this day would come, why did you bother at the start?"

Xiao Zheng landed steadily on the ground, shook his head in disappointment, "The greatest virtue of a hero is to serve the country and the people, not to merely be brave and ferocious. You ultimately fell short, and having your cultivation destroyed might give you some peace."

"You!"

Mo Qingyun pointed at Xiao Zheng’s nose, his body trembling with fury, "Evil God, the most terrifying thing in the world is not martial arts, but the human heart. As long as Laozi lives, I will make sure you never have a moment’s peace."

"Very well," Xiao Zheng’s eyes no longer held anger or blood-red fury, he simply said, "For my own peace, it’s better to let you die."

"You dare?"

"Boom..."

Xiao Zheng’s hand enveloped Mo Qingyun’s head, making a sound like a thunderous explosion, then everything descended into boundless silence.

"..."

Mo Qingyun bled from his seven orifices, wanting to say something but ultimately failing to voice it, and just like that, he fell straight into the dust, his neck askew, dying with his eyes wide open.

"Sigh, what a waste of talent!"

Xiao Zheng stood with his hands behind his back, watching the star-filled sky, and quietly lamented.

As the Heavenly Net Master, the Evil God had always been decisive in his actions, never leaving behind any hidden dangers, unacceptable for anyone.

Although he was domineering and his hands were stained with copious amounts of blood, he firmly believed in the original intention of the Womb of the Earth Bodhisattva: that the purpose was not boundless slaughter but to cease killing with killing, that nothing could be established without first being demolished.

This was the Evil God, this was Xiao Zheng, a man who didn’t seem all that righteous!

...

After handling the aftermath, Xiao Zheng went straight back to Yunlan Villa.

As soon as he entered the living room, the scene that met his eyes left him utterly shocked.

He saw Leng Ruobing leaning against the sofa, her complexion pale, beads of sweat rolling down her flawless forehead, while she clutched her abdomen, giving off the impression of being in agony worse than death.

"Wife, what’s wrong with you, wife?"

Xiao Zheng was scared witless; he swiftly moved beside her, propping Leng Ruobing up, his large hand resting on her forehead, but he didn’t feel any fever.

"..." Leng Ruobing gritted her teeth until she nearly crushed them, her face flushed, not uttering a word.

"Huh?"

A trace of suspicion crossed Xiao Zheng’s eyes. Since she wasn’t speaking, it must be embarrassment - but what sort of illness could be embarrassing her?

Could it be...

"Chu Xiaoran, come out here."

"Stop calling her, she has gone home for a few days and isn’t here," said Leng Ruobing with difficulty, and it was evident that she was in great pain.

"Sigh."

Xiao Zheng had intended to ask the girl Chu Xiaoran for help with the matter; since she wasn’t around, then he had no choice but to ask himself.

"Wife, do you have acute appendicitis?"

"It’s not that, stop asking, it’s a common ailment for women, it’ll pass soon!" Leng Ruobing’s face reddened with a mix of agony and irritation.

Nani.

A common ailment for women?

Xiao Zheng’s mind raced, and he surreptitiously glanced at Leng Ruobing’s lower body, which was swollen.

Damn, this must be her period; it’s common for women to experience varying degrees of menstrual pain during this time.

But just then, Xiao Zheng noticed that her eyelids were starting to flicker, indicating she was on the verge of passing out.

Menstrual pain might sound trivial, but it can be quite serious. If it’s severe, it could indeed be torturous and unbearable.

"Wife, hang in there, I’m taking you to the hospital right now."

"No need, it’ll be okay soon," Leng Ruobing mustered her spirit, rejecting his request. Going to the hospital for menstrual pain? The CEO couldn’t afford to lose that much face.

However, Xiao Zheng didn’t ask any further, hefted her up in his arms without a second thought, and ran like the wind.

"Hold on, wife."

Xiao Zheng was also terrified; although he had seen women experience menstrual pain before, he had never seen it this severe - as if she were on the brink of death.

This was his legally wedded wife, and his affection for her ran deep. Seeing her like this, Xiao Zheng felt a deep, empathetic pain.

He would not find another wife as coldly elegant, as cultured, as beautiful, and as virtuous anywhere in the world.

As for a month later? Heh, perhaps they would have consummated their marriage by then.

Where there’s a will, there’s a way, and when the time came, he’d adapt accordingly.

At that moment.

Xiao Zheng realized a very serious problem: his wife’s precious BMW was out of gas, completely bone dry.

"Damn it, all you gods and devils out there, do I really have to take bus number 11?"

"Xiao Zheng, put me down now," demanded Leng Ruobing, struggling vehemently, but to no avail. This rough man wasn’t really going to carry her all the way to the hospital, was he?

"Smack."

Xiao Zheng slapped her on the behind and roared, "Don’t move, or try moving again, see what happens!"

"Ah..."

A cold light flashed in Leng Ruobing’s eyes. This bastard dared to hit her there, truly...

Then, she dared not struggle any longer.

Xiao Zheng leaped over the retractable electric gate and sped away.