My beautiful CEO wife
Chapter 410: Mo Anna’s Suicide

Chapter 410: Chapter 410: Mo Anna’s Suicide

On the fishing boat, the sea breeze was blowing, quite pleasant indeed.

Titan asked in bewilderment, "Brother Xiao, why not go for total annihilation?"

"Hey, just watch, I guarantee not even dregs will be left!" Xiao Zheng said with a playful smile.

Indeed, it wasn’t long before a mushroom cloud rose at the horizon, and the violent sounds of explosions erupted, with heat waves hitting the face.

Xiao Zheng’s fishing boat had already moved a few hundred meters away, but the intense heat could still be felt. The entire sea area trembled, and amidst the terrifying waves, ripples surged violently.

Long Qie exclaimed, "Heh heh, no wonder Brother Xiao talked about roasting sweet potatoes, now we’ve got them charred to a crisp."

"Phew!"

Xiao Zheng exhaled a breath of turbid air and said indifferently, "I had planned for you to go back with Ten Killings, but there has been a complication in Sha City."

"Hm?"

Both Long Qie and Titan’s faces showed delight. A complication was good; they could have a bloody good time again.

However, Xiao Zheng said gravely, "The Qian Family in Sha City is a bit too oblivious to danger. Go and give them a warning. If they fail to recognize the situation, you can take care of it conveniently."

After speaking, he made a gesture of slitting his throat, relaxed and carefree.

"Yes, Brother Xiao!"

Long Qie and Titan exchanged glances, barely concealing the excitement in their hearts. Heh heh, such a delightful task, they were utterly looking forward to it.

...

Bihai Lantian Resort, Sha City.

Today is the third day of the holiday, and in the evening they would catch a flight home to Zhonghai.

The employees of Qianqiu Group had been playing so hard for the past two days that they felt unsatisfied, taking photos to memorize the moments and buying souvenirs.

Just as Xiao Zheng returned, he was caught red-handed by Chu Xiaoran, who demanded a photo of the three of them together.

"Ah Zheng, squat down; I want a piggyback picture with you!"

"I’m not your Mr. Clown, this kind of intimacy, isn’t it inappropriate?" Xiao Zheng harshly rejected, the girl was getting too wild.

Leng Ruobing’s delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she said calmly, "We rarely come here, let’s just take a photo."

Heh heh.

Since it was a command from his dear wife, he would reluctantly agree.

Xiao Zheng "reluctantly" squatted down, only to feel a softness clinging to his back; it was undoubtedly Chu Xiaoran.

He lifted her long beautiful legs and stood up, only to feel two round masses bumping faintly against his back.

"Girl, I don’t feel much, you’ve got to try harder in the future."

"What did you say?" Chu Xiaoran’s face turned red as she felt belittled by this bad guy again, such a jerk.

In the time that followed, Xiao Zheng was tormented by Chu Xiaoran until he was nearly at his wits’ end before she stopped.

At this moment.

Xiao Zheng stayed in a souvenir shop, looking through the souvenirs; there was no need to ask, there were dazzling arrays to behold.

Suddenly, a pair of clay figurines caught his eye.

"Boss, how much for these clay figurines of Wei Xiaobao and Mu Jianping?"

"200!" The boss was a middle-aged chubby man, his eyes flashed with a cunning light, asking for a sky-high price.

Chu Xiaoran, hearing the commotion, came over and took the small clay figurines, discontented, "Such tiny pieces of clay, and you want 200? Are you planning to rob us?"

"Miss, this is a Huaxia national art treasure. It’s not the clay that’s costly, but the exquisite craftsmanship!" The boss argued persuasively, his eloquence unceasing.

"Pfft!"

Chu Xiaoran twisted her small waist and pulled Xiao Zheng to leave without looking back.

As expected, anxious shouts followed from behind, with a tone of "helplessness" and "selling at a loss to gain attention."

"Sigh, young man, the price is negotiable, really. If you really want it, take it for 100."

"20 bucks!"

Chu Xiaoran turned back with a captivating smile, ready to haggle mercilessly.

The portly owner had no choice but to sheepishly say, "Miss, please don’t make a scene, it’s not even enough to cover the cost at 20, 80!"

"30!"

"70!"

"40!"

Finally defeated by her, the owner lamented, "Let’s not talk anymore, just take it for 50, let’s call it an investment in a returning customer."

Xiao Zheng patted Chu Xiaoran’s shoulder in admiration, paid, and took the clay figurine.

The three strolled leisurely along the ancient street crowded with pedestrians, feeling relaxed and comfortable.

Chu Xiaoran, playfully holding the clay figurine, asked, "Ah Zheng, if you were Wei Xiaobao, who would I be?"

"You?"

Xiao Zheng pretended to ponder deeply and shook his head, "You would be Princess Jianning!"

"No way!"

Chu Xiaoran was not pleased and pouted, "I wouldn’t be that wild girl."

Damn right.

You’re quite wild yourself, known as the campus belle who’s an expert in martial arts.

Xiao Zheng nodded firmly, the more he thought about it, the more it seemed fitting - just as willful and petulant as a fiery little chili pepper.

While they were bickering, Leng Ruobing slightly furrowed her brows, standing aloof, lost in deep thought.

If Xiao Zheng were Wei Xiaobao, who would I be?

...

In the north, at the Mo Family.

The setting sun cast the entire earth in a ruddy glow as it sank in the west.

A seductive beauty with a curvaceous figure gazed out the window, looking at one unfamiliar man after another hustling by, searching for that familiar silhouette.

"Ah Zheng, it’s been days since I’ve seen you, are you alright?"

It was indeed Mo Anna.

She rambled to herself, her spirits low, her face gaunt and terrible to look at.

He’s such a detestable guy, why can’t I let go of him?

Every time I invited him for bull pizzle soup, he brutally rejected me; watching his disdainful expression, all I could do was suffer in silence like a mute eating bitter herbs.

Truly a tough guy, when we went to collect debts, while other security guards trembled, he alone was fearless, taking on all the opponents single-handedly with ease. At that time, my heart fluttered, yet he was oblivious.

He’s so foolish, letting me take advantage of him every time without any resistance, responding only with a helpless and silly smile. Is he really that dumb?

For me, he would even confront Xie Anfeng in anger, kicking all of the Xie Family’s bodyguards without hesitation.

The night before our farewell, if he had asked me to stay, saying sweet nothings to coax me, I would’ve stayed in Zhonghai without looking back, spending my life with him, but he realized too late and said nothing.

At the airport of departure, watching everyone laugh while I stood there crying alone, how I wished he would rush over to stop me, or at least see me off. Even until the last boarding call, I saw no sign of him.

My time with him was undoubtedly happy, but all happiness is ultimately fleeting.

Alas!

With the arranged marriage between the Xie and Mo Families looming, what should I do? What can I do? Force myself to be with Xie Anfeng? Offer my ’two ounces of flesh’ in front of my chest to win over the heart of Young Master Xie?

That’s impossible, just impossible!

Thinking this, Mo Anna slapped herself fiercely, bringing a vivid handprint to her cheek.

"Why was I born a woman? Why was I born into the Mo Family?"

She opened the window, looking down at the frolicking pedestrians, feeling utterly disheartened.

"When I laugh, it feels like the whole world is laughing along; but when I cry, I realize, I’m the only one crying."

Leaning on the window frame, she climbed onto the windowsill, gazing at the bustling world below, and laughed mockingly at herself: Perhaps, death is the only escape!

Her white clothes fluttered, her figure thin, her clothes loosening. The breeze brushed her hair, as if persuading her not to make a rash decision.