Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 300 Hua and Ye Jin’an_1

In his previous life, Xiao Ming had only seen Lu Lichun once.

It was during a business banquet organized by the Government Office. Lu Lichun, who was already in her forties, accompanied Guan Qingchang. She was less flirtatious than now and carried more dignity. Yet, she was equally full of charm and allure.

Later, when Xiao Ming heard her name again, it was after she had committed suicide.

Strictly speaking, Lu Lichun was not a good woman, not even a good person. The environment she was in and her personality led to her tragic end.

Therefore, Xiao Ming could only lament her life without feeling compassion, which was why he did not hesitate to slap her upon their first encounter.

But now everything was different.

Because of his arrival, Lu Lichun’s life had already changed.

Volunteering to provide Li Yanrong’s address was a test from Xiao Ming.

The result was very good. He was satisfied.

Although the additional warmth shown by Lu Lichun stemmed from her feelings for him, which was quite a headache, it was still comforting.

In changing his own fate, if he could save several more souls, a rebirth like that would be meaningful.

As for making money, that was a material need. People’s spirits are equally important.

The so-called joy of helping others, this kind of satisfaction, is something no increase of zeros in a bank account can compare with.

The sky had already grown dark. Walking amongst the small bridges and flowing water, Xiao Ming was in high spirits and asked, "Li, have you finished the ’Encyclopedia of Cats’?"

"I have."

"Which breed do you like the most?"

Xiao Li remained silent, causing Xiao Ming to turn his face in surprise, "You can’t possibly dislike all of them, right? That compendium is very comprehensive. If you really don’t like any, your only option is to go to the streets to find a stray cat."

Xiao Li pursed her lips and said, "I’m sorry, sir, I... I like every one of them."

Xiao Ming was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "That won’t do! There are dozens, maybe hundreds of breeds. If you keep one of each, our household will not be able to cope. You have to pick your favorite."

"Sir, I don’t need..."

"You must choose!"

Xiao Li fell silent again, her eyes flickering non-stop, clearly juggling conflicting thoughts.

The corners of Xiao Ming’s mouth curved up, his mood grew even more joyful.

For Xiao Li, who was almost devoid of emotions, the more she struggled with such mundane decisions, the closer she came to a normal person.

In his past life, he did the same, but unfortunately, he died before succeeding.

This time he would rectify that regret no matter what.

As his mind raced, suddenly the scene before him darkened. Xiao Li stood in front of him, lifting the lid of the drawing tube, long sword in hand, ready for combat.

At that moment, they were on a long corridor with a wall on one side and a pond on the other. The only noticeable threat was a woman standing under a lantern about ten meters ahead.

The woman appeared to be in her late twenties, tall and at least 1.75 meters.

Her refined facial features and wavy long hair would usually indicate a flirtatious nature, but Xiao Ming only felt coldness, a chill emanating from the oppressive aura of a strong individual.

"Sir," Xiao Li spoke in a deep voice, "I’m not confident about defeating her while ensuring your complete safety. Please leave as quickly as possible!"

Xiao Ming narrowed his eyes, stepped past her, and walked towards the woman.

"Sir!"

"She’s not here to kill me."

Xiao Ming kept walking, and Xiao Li, unable to go against his wishes, followed close behind, her eyes fixed on the woman.

Stopping one meter in front of the woman, Xiao Ming revealed a smile, "Is the beauty waiting for me? What’s your name?"

"You’ve got quite the nerve," the woman’s scarlet lips parted slightly, her voice filled with condescension.

"And so?"

"So, you are qualified to meet my young master."

"Oh! Unfortunately, based on your performance, your young master is not qualified to meet me."

Having said that, Xiao Ming was about to pass by the woman when suddenly an arm appeared in front of his chest.

The woman didn’t even glance at the knife point that was perilously close to her throat and said icily, "I could kill you, and this young girl couldn’t stop me."

"But you won’t kill me," Xiao Ming replied with a smile, looking into her eyes, his own expression unchanged, "Or let’s say, you really want to kill me, but you don’t dare to."

The woman’s gaze flickered, and she withdrew her hand, stepping back and bowing slightly, "Mr. Xiao, my young master has been waiting for you in the pavilion ahead for quite some time."

"What’s the beauty’s name?"

"Feihua, Ye Feihua," she answered.

"A leaf flutters like a flower, and a single bloom shines bright. Interesting name. What does your young master call you?"

After a moment of hesitation, Ye Feihua said, "Hua."

"Ha! Even more interesting, I like it!"

Xiao Ming clapped his hands, "Then, Miss Hua, please lead the way."

A sharp glint passed through Ye Feihua’s eyes as she turned and moved forward, her walk brisk and imposing.

"See that?"

With his hands in his pockets and swagger in his step, Xiao Ming followed behind and said to Xiao Li, "That’s the aura of a bodyguard from a Clan of Prestige. Compared to her, you still have a long way to go!"

"I don’t need an aura," Xiao Li replied without hesitation, "Your safety is my highest priority, sir."

Xiao Ming laughed out loud, "That’s true. After all, your master comes from humble beginnings; born with a defect, I probably can’t ever be truly noble.

If your presence outshines mine, wouldn’t I just look like someone carrying your bags?

No good, no good. It’s disgraceful. Let’s be disgraceful together, then."

While talking, they arrived at the corner, and as they turned, Ye Feihua gave him a meaningful glance, her gaze deep and intriguing.

After another three to four minutes of walking, the corridor ended, and a garden appeared before them. On a rockery surrounded by low shrubs, there was a cool pavilion.

Iluminated by the light of the lanterns in the pavilion, a young man could be seen busying himself with something, smoke curling up, the fragrance of meat wafting through the air.

Xiao Ming guessed what was happening, and upon ascending the rockery, sure enough, he saw a charcoal brazier in the center of the pavilion with an iron plate on top, several pieces of meat were half-cooked and sizzling.

"Not bad technique, just too much talking, wasting quite a bit of my good charcoal."

The young man, flipping the meat with chopsticks and without even looking up, spoke casually, "Come on, sit down already; this is ready to eat in no time."

Xiao Ming didn’t stand on ceremony and sat down opposite the young man. Ye Feihua immediately offered a damp towel, neither hot nor cold, just the perfect temperature.

After wiping his hands, Xiao Ming watched the young man quietly, comparing him with the rumors he had heard, and inwardly admitted that this fellow had the capital to be a playboy that was granted by nature itself.

In his past and present lives, he had seen many good-looking guys. In terms of prettiness alone, Zhuang Luonian’s puppy, Xue Yuan Shan, would rank first, but for handsomeness, the young man in front of him, Ye Jin’an, was unmatched.

Yes, this youth was the second son of the main branch of the prestigious Ye Family, the Playboy Leader who was as famous in entertainment venues as Liu Sanbian, Ye Jin’an.

His facial features were straight and sculpted, which would normally suggest a rugged manliness, but his eyes were bright and tender, lacking the aggressive assertiveness typical of strong men. They were like two warm springs, compelling fondness from whoever beheld them.

What was most important was that although he carried the arrogance of a scion, all his movements were casual, a cigarette hanging from his lips. Because he was bent over flipping the meat and had been smoked by the fumes, one eye was squinting, making him look no different than a regular person enjoying barbecue in the street.

Good looks, wealth, power, and without the slightest air of pretension, he was someone that men couldn’t begrudge and women couldn’t help but like.