Rebirth: Inheriting Millions In The Eighties
Chapter 122: What Kind of Person Is He?_1

Chapter 122: Chapter 122: What Kind of Person Is He?_1

"Lanzi! Bao’er!"

Suddenly, Xia Jiehao, who had been drugged, somehow found the strength to break free from the bandits’ control and threw himself in front of Xia Ningxing and her daughter, spreading his arms and fiercely protecting them.

He stared at the bandits, "Spare them, and I can give you any amount of money you want!"

As he spoke, Xia Jiehao fiercely bit his tongue to fight the drowsiness induced by the drug and negotiated with the bandits.

Damn it!

If it weren’t for the drug, he would be able to single-handedly take down this bunch of scum. How dare they be so arrogant!

"Yo, I didn’t expect this kid to be such a hopeless romantic," the leader of the bandits said mockingly, stroking his chin and raising his eyebrows provocatively, "Too bad, today I am not only robbing you of your money, but also... taking ’pleasure’!"

"Right in front of you, that kind!"

At these vile words, the surrounding bandits threw back their heads and let out lewd laughter.

"Yeah, do his women right in front of him!"

"Hahaha!"

"And then sell them off to some deep mountain valley!"

Hearing their obscene language, Xia Jiehao’s handsome face turned even darker and colder, his teeth grinding so loudly it was almost audible. If looks could kill, the bandits would already be torn to pieces.

"Get lost, brat, if you want to live. If you have any sense, deliver the women behind you to me with due respect!" The boss played with the knife in his hand and, with a meaningful stare at Xia Jiehao, who was guarding the mother and daughter, asked, "What do you say?"

Tsk, tsk, having a husband deliver his wife to oneself... the more he thought about it, the more excited he became!

Hearing this, Mrs. Xia’s trembling body froze, and she instinctively looked at Xia Jiehao, her eyes filled with horror and uncertainty.

Would he...

Would he really do such a thing?

Xia Ningxing, who was about to make her move, seemed to have thought of something and suddenly paused, her eyes also turning to Xia Jiehao, waiting for his decision.

After all, she still didn’t know what kind of person this leader was.

Although he was mentioned in the novel, he was only a supporting character, and the author hadn’t devoted much ink to describing him.

So, she only knew he was a future giant in the fashion industry and a business partner of the male lead, Lu Tingli, but she had no clear idea about his character.

Now was the moment to test his character!

Xia Ningxing really wanted to know what his choice would be.

Did he want to save his own life or risk it to keep protecting them?

"In your dreams!" Xia Jiehao didn’t let the mother and daughter down, fiercely guarding them like a mother beast protecting her cubs, preferring to die himself than to put them in danger.

Today, he would sacrifice his life to ensure the safety of the mother and child.

Okay! This stepfather would henceforth be her real father!

Xia Ningxing’s eyes slightly reddened, touched by the existence of such a good man in the world.

"Xia Jiehao!" Mrs. Xia finally couldn’t hold back anymore, clutching him tightly as tears fell like they cost nothing.

Even though she had not yet accepted his affections, he had chosen to protect them at the risk of his own life.

Her heart was utterly moved.

Xia Jiehao could feel his clothes soaked through.

Watching the woman he loved in danger but being unable to do anything, rage filled his chest, wishing he could tear the bandits limb from limb.

"Really not going to hand over your woman to me?" The bandit leader’s face went completely dark as he pointed the knife at Xia Jiehao, asking one last time.

"I’ll send your mother!" Xia Jiehao’s eyes were bloodshot, and even faced with the knife, he showed not the slightest tremor.

He closed his eyes but held the woman in his arms even tighter.

"You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. Since you insist on seeking death, I’ll grant you your wish!"

The leader had previously wanted to violate Mrs. Xia in front of him, but now he had lost patience, sneering coldly as he thrust his knife towards Xia Jiehao.

"Don’t!" Crying ceaselessly, Mrs. Xia suddenly snapped to her senses and, seeing the knife tip stabbing relentlessly toward him, screamed out, "Xia Jiehao, let me go! Hurry, let go of me, let go!"

Each cry was filled with desperation, her tears falling like rain as she struggled ceaselessly.

What was she to him that he should die for her?

But no matter how much Mrs. Xia struggled, she couldn’t break free from his grip. His arms were like the world’s most impenetrable fortress, which she couldn’t move an inch, only able to watch helplessly as he went to his death.