80s Marriage Swap: My Should-Be-Dead Husband Lives On-Chapter 143: The Iron Chain on Her Ankle

The thing Jiang Jingming feared the most still happened.

"No way."

Jiang Ning retorted, "You don’t get to decide, I’m going to find Aunt Sang, not you."

Sang Yu tugged at Jiang Jingming, "It’s okay."

"Sure, I welcome it," Sang Yu said with a smile.

Jiang Ning, holding Sang Yu’s arm, gave Jiang Jingming a provoking smile, "I knew Aunt Sang was the best. I wonder how you tricked her into being with you."

Jiang Jingming said coldly, "If you keep talking nonsense, I’ll lock you up in school."

Jiang Ning pouted, looking defiant, "Fine, I won’t say anymore."

Sang Yu watched the two of them bickering back and forth, feeling quite helpless, as if they were two kids playing a game.

After parting with Jiang Ning, Sang Yu looked at Jiang Jingming, who was pulling a long face, and helplessly said, "Why are you getting upset with a young girl?"

Jiang Jingming replied, "She’s very mischievous. If she comes to you, you’ll probably get exhausted."

Sang Yu laughed, "It’s okay, I think Jiang Ning is pretty nice. You don’t need to worry."

"That’s because you just met her today and haven’t experienced it yet," Jiang Jingming reminded her kindly.

Only those who have interacted with Jiang Ning know what a little rascal she is.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t be traveling all over the place.

A typical restless person.

If Jiang Ning came to Sang Yu, she would probably give her quite a hard time.

"Jiang Jingming, it seems like you have a lot of opinions about your niece," Sang Yu said, crossing her arms and teasingly looking at Jiang Jingming.

"I’m worried about you," Jiang Jingming said helplessly.

Sang Yu shrugged it off, "What is there to worry about for me?"

"Worried that after dealing with me at night, you’ll have to deal with her during the day," Jiang Jingming said softly, his words full of ambiguity.

Sang Yu blushed, "Alright, stop talking, you’re always so improper. Do your subordinates know you’re like this?"

Jiang Jingming said ambiguously, "They don’t need to know, as long as you know."

Sang Yu: "Actually, I don’t really want to know either."

"Since you didn’t take my side today, think about how you’re going to compensate me when we get back," Jiang Jingming said with a huff.

Sang Yu widened her eyes at Jiang Jingming, "What? What do you mean by that?"

Jiang Jingming smirked but said nothing.

Sang Yu squinted her eyes, "Jiang Jingming, I suspect you’re doing this on purpose."

Jiang Jingming responded calmly, "Ah, you found out."

Sang Yu: ...Not even bothering to act anymore.

Catching Sang Yu’s reaction from the corner of his eye, Jiang Jingming smirked.

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Lu Family

"Maybe we should go check on Xiaoting," Lu Jianguo said, furrowing his brows. He had been worried about Lu Ting’s situation at Zhang Daqiang’s house for a while.

He couldn’t help but bring it up during dinner.

"What’s there to see? What’s so interesting?" Liu Fenglan said impatiently.

She’s just a little girl, and since we’ve already gotten the money, it has nothing to do with us anymore.

"No matter what, she’s still our granddaughter, and I just don’t feel at ease."

"What do you mean, not at ease? I think you’re just idle. If you’re so free, go out and see if there’s any work to do. Don’t just wait at home expecting to eat. We don’t have much at home, and when our great-grandson is born, there’ll be plenty of expenses," Liu Fenglan said disdainfully.

He talks about worrying about Lu Ting, but when eating, he doesn’t hold back.

Song Jiajia, sitting silently on the side, had been eating quite well recently, and her body had put on some weight.

Her belly was much bigger now.

Liu Fenglan’s gaze lingered on Song Jiajia’s belly, hoping it would be a great-grandson. If it’s a girl, both mother and daughter would be sold off.

So much money had been spent, and it wasn’t spent in vain.

"Grandma, why is tonight’s food so sour?" Lu Hao said with disdain.

He thought only one or two dishes would be like that, but it turned out every dish was sour.

Sour for a boy, spicy for a girl, Liu Fenglan probably added vinegar to everything.

The sourness was unavoidable.

Just wanting to see Song Jiajia’s reaction, if she found it sour too, then what she had in her belly must be a girl.

No need to spend so much money raising her if it’s a girl.

If she didn’t find it sour, then it must be a boy, and it was worth raising for the time being.

At this point, Song Jiajia said, "No, I think tonight’s food is especially delicious. If you don’t like it, don’t eat it."

Song Jiajia knew exactly what the old woman was thinking.

Even if it wasn’t a boy in her belly, she had to pretend it was.

Seeing Song Jiajia’s reaction, Liu Fenglan’s expression indeed changed, with a bit more of a smile on her face. "Sorry, sorry, maybe I accidentally put vinegar instead of soy sauce."

Lu Hao frowned, looking displeased.

Liu Fenglan quickly said, "Hao, grandma will make you some noodles right away, let’s not eat the food anymore."

Lu Jianguo also wanted a bowl of noodles but considering Liu Fenglan’s attitude, he decided against it.

After dinner, Lu Jianguo approached Lu Hao.

"Hao, I feel a bit uneasy. Find some time to check on your sister."

Lu Hao didn’t want to go; that man was too scary.

What if that man hits someone?

"Grandpa, don’t worry. No matter what, Xiaoting is his wife; she’ll be fine."

Lu Jianguo said, "But I just feel uneasy; you should find some time to check on her. She’s your sister; you should care about her."

Lu Hao responded impatiently, "Alright, alright, I know. I’ll check on her tomorrow."

Lu Jianguo nodded, "Good."

The next day

Lu Hao really went to Zhang Daqiang’s house, but he didn’t dare to go in.

Mainly because he was afraid of Zhang Daqiang.

He climbed up the wall to look into the house.

He didn’t hear any noise.

After a while, a door suddenly opened, and Lu Hao quickly ducked down.

Then he heard Zhang Daqiang’s voice, "Wife, wait for me at home."

Zhang Daqiang left with a cheerful face.

Lu Hao thought Lu Ting and Zhang Daqiang seemed to have a good relationship, with Zhang Daqiang sounding quite happy.

So Lu Ting should be doing well here.

He wanted to go inside and check on Lu Ting, but thinking about what he had done, and what if Lu Ting asked about it?

After some thought, he decided against it.

As long as he knew Lu Ting was doing well, it was fine.

Thus, Lu Hao didn’t go inside; he climbed down the wall and left.

Actually, if Lu Hao had just taken a look inside, he would know that Lu Ting wasn’t doing well at all.

At that moment, Lu Ting was lying on the bed, with marks of abuse still on her body.

Tears had dried at the corners of her eyes.

Her ankle was bound with a thick iron chain.

It was because Lu Ting tried to escape two days ago, but Zhang Daqiang caught her.

Then Zhang Daqiang chained her up with an iron chain.

On a distant table lay some cold food.

She hated everyone.

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