The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

After washing up, the two lay on the bed in the bedroom. The moonlight outside the window shone through the gaps in the curtains, casting a thin strip of light on the floor.

"Don't overthink it." Chen Yifan's voice rang out in the darkness, hoarse with fatigue. "If the enemy comes, we will fight them; if the water comes, we will block it with earth. If she really dares to come again, I will break her arm."

He had been working non-stop for the past few days and was obviously exhausted. Just a few seconds after he finished speaking, he could hear the sound of even breathing. However, Su Yang tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally became a little drowsy. When his consciousness was about to sink into sleep, he suddenly heard a very light sound coming from outside the window.

Su Yang suddenly opened his eyes, held his breath, and quietly moved to the window in the faint moonlight. He carefully lifted a corner of the curtain and looked out.

In the moonlight, a dark figure crouched on the curb below, its hat pulled low, almost covering half its face. A dark bloodstain on its shoulder shone dully in the moonlight, like a frozen scar.

It's a prisoner's skeleton.

She seemed to notice the movement and slowly raised her head. Her eyes under the brim of her hat met the gaze through the gap in the curtains precisely, staring straight at her like two bottomless pools of cold water.

"Fuck!" Su Yang cursed in his heart, suddenly got goose bumps all over his body, and took a step back.

When he calmed down and opened the curtains to look out again, there was no one downstairs. Only the cold moonlight was shining on the ground, as if the scene just now was just an illusion.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yifan was awakened and sat up, his eyes instantly clear. "Is there any movement?"

Su Yang turned around, a surge of anger rising from the depths of his heart. Being repeatedly provoked by the prisoner, toyed with like a cat playing with a mouse, the anger in his chest grew stronger and stronger.

"It's her!" he gritted his teeth and said, "That little bitch was downstairs just now, but she's gone now."

Chen Yifan's face darkened. He threw back the quilt, got out of bed, and walked to the window to look. "It seems she has set her sights on you."

Su Yang clenched his fists: "So what if you're targeting me? Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"

He took a deep breath, his eyes becoming firm. "Brother Chen, just wait and see. I'm going to catch this crazy girl! Then I'll let her know that I'm not a burden to be messed with by her!"

Chen Yifan was right, but only half right.

In Qiu Gu's empty eyes, not only Su Yang's shadow was reflected, but also Chen Yifan's appearance was firmly engraved.

This man, whose bones were so hard she wanted to break them, not only ruined her mood to take the burden away, but the saber he swung with such vigor had also left a deep wound on her shoulder, so deep that the bone was visible. This wound was like a thorn, piercing her heart, making her feel both excited and resentful.

She knew better than anyone that a head-on confrontation would lead to nothing. Chen Yifan's ruthlessness was methodical, unlike those fools in the fighting arena who only used brute force. To deal with him, she had to find a more interesting way.

I don't know how she managed to find Chen Yifan's apartment, and her target naturally fell on Shen Ran.

Qiu Ge licked the scar at the corner of her lip. An idea took root in her mind: cut off this woman's head, wrap it in plastic wrap, and send it to Ni Guang Tang. What would Chen Yifan's expression be when he saw it? Would he pounce on her like a wolf whose tail had been stepped on? Just thinking about it made her fingertips itch.

The opportunity came one ordinary afternoon.

Shen Ran went downstairs alone, planning to go to the market to buy some fresh seafood. Chen Yifan had been very busy recently and had a lot of new injuries. She thought of making a seafood soup and sending it to him to nourish him.

The prisoner followed silently behind like a shadow, her hands in her pockets, holding a sharp folding knife, the blade shining faintly under the cloth.

The market was bustling with people, shouts of hawkers, and the sounds of bargaining, as lively as a pot of boiling porridge. She watched Shen Ran stop in front of the seafood stall, bending over to select fresh shrimp and shellfish.

Five meters behind him, the prisoner slowly approached, the folding knife already quietly opened half an inch. Closer... a little closer, and he could cover her mouth and cut off her head with one clean cut.

At this moment, Shen Ran finished selecting the seafood, straightened up and turned to hand it to the boss, "That's all. Please weigh it for me."

The moment she turned around, the prisoner skeleton, who had been approaching steadily, suddenly stopped.

His gaze from beneath the brim of his hat landed precisely on Shen Ran's slightly bulging belly. The curve wasn't noticeable, but it struck like a thunderbolt, striking Prisoner's chaotic mind.

"Is it Mom? Mom... can't be bullied." She muttered to herself, the hostility in her eyes gradually faded, leaving only an almost childlike stubbornness. "No one can bully Mom. If Mom is sad, the baby will be sad too... just like me... sad."

While she was stunned, the seafood boss had already weighed the fish, packed them in a plastic bag and handed them to Shen Ran.

Shen Ran took it and subconsciously weighed it, frowning slightly. "Boss, isn't this the right size? When I chose them just now, they were all alive and kicking. Why do they feel a bit heavy now? And..." She opened the bag and took a look, then burst out laughing in anger. "Why are all these shrimps dead? And they smell. Are you changing them for me?"

"How could that be!" the boss glared at her, cigarette in his mouth. "Don't blame me, girl. I just fished it out. I guess it doesn't like to move after being out of the water. It's still fresh!"

Shen Ran put the bag on the counter and said, "Smell it yourself, it stinks! How can you run a business like this? Replace it with fresh ones immediately, or I'll contact the market management office!"

"What do you want to change? Don't buy seafood if you don't have money!" The boss threw the cigarette butt to the ground, and saliva splashed on Shen Ran's face.

The people around heard the noise and gathered around, talking about it in a flurry.

"I know this boss. He often uses tricks like this."

"That's right. Last time I bought crabs, he also replaced them with dead ones."

"She's a pregnant woman, how can you bully her like this?"

The boss was embarrassed and glared at Shen Ran. He reluctantly weighed the fresh seafood again and muttered, "What bad luck! I ran into someone who's looking for trouble..."

Shen Ran took the bag, didn't argue with him anymore, and turned to walk out of the market. She didn't see that the boss winked at a fat-faced man next to him, and the two of them followed stealthily.

She carried the seafood and took a shortcut back. This road was quite remote and not crowded. As she turned a corner, she saw the man and the boss catching up with her, blocking her way from the front and the back.

"What do you want to do?" Shen Ran's heart tightened. He subconsciously protected his stomach and looked at them vigilantly.

"What are you doing?" The boss spat, his face fierce. "You embarrassed me in front of so many people. You have to pay a price."

"I'm telling you, I'm pregnant!" Shen Ran said fearlessly, "If you dare to touch me, you'll go to jail!"

The boss sneered and exchanged glances with the man, "The child in the belly is not mine, so just beat her up. Who knows it was us who did it?" As he said that, the two men surrounded him with a grin and reached out to grab Shen Ran's arm.

At this moment, a black shadow came like the wind.

"boom--!"

"Crack——!"

Accompanied by two short, almost inaudible groans, the boss and the man who had been so arrogant just now were instantly thrown against the wall like two bags of rags!

Their limbs were twisted at strange angles, their eyes were wide open, and they were obviously dead, without even having time to scream.

Shen Ran was so shocked that she covered her mouth and almost cried out, her whole body frozen in place. She didn't even see how the man made his move, she just felt a flash before her eyes, and then the two bad guys were... gone?

The shadow turned around. It was Qiu Gu. Her face remained expressionless. She simply glanced at Shen Ran, then at her stomach, then reached out and gently grasped Shen Ran's wrist.

Her hands were cold and had some rough calluses, but her movements were surprisingly gentle. She carefully supported Shen Ran and walked towards the crowded street outside the alley, where they sat down on a bench by the roadside.

Shen Ran finally came to his senses and patted his chest with lingering fear. His legs felt weak when he thought of the scene just now.

Qiu Gu stood beside her, looking at her distressed expression, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she was thinking about something. After a while, she suddenly walked behind Shen Ran, raised her hand, and gently patted her shoulder with a stiff movement.

The force was light, even a little clumsy, like a toddler imitating an adult's movements.

Shen Ran was stunned and looked back at her.

Qiu Gu didn't look at her. He just lowered his head and pounded the baby again. He began to mutter softly again, this time even softer, as if speaking to the air: "Mom... can't be bullied... the baby will be scared."

Shen Ran's gaze fell on the back of Qiu Gu's bloody hand. The dark red bloodstains mixed with some dirt looked shocking.

"Wait a minute." Shen Ran said softly, lowering her head to search in her bag. She pulled out two tissues and wanted to wipe Qiu Ge's hands.

But when she turned around, she suddenly stopped. The figure that had just stood behind her had disappeared without a trace.