Gain A Cute Wife By 'Kidnap'

Chapter 303 - Get Annoyed

“That's more like it!”

Upon hearing Xiangyang's response, Xiao Yi spoke softly. However, internally, he was bitterly plotting something else.

Mu Sifa, oh, Mu Sifa! Five years ago, I failed to eliminate you.

I acknowledge my past naivety and impatience. However, things are different now. You may be prepared, but I wonder if you're aware of these next four words.

“How should I collaborate with you?” You wouldn’t consider exploiting me for disreputable purposes, would you?

As Xiao Yi was lost in his daydreams, Xiang Yang posed a question that weighed on his mind.

He appeared out of nowhere and offered help without disclosing his identity. Surely, he must have some ulterior motive, right?

“How could that be? My intention was merely to assist you. Consider it a matter of having nothing better to do; I mean no harm.”

Xiao Yi anticipated that Xiang Yang would eventually raise this question, so he responded with composure.

“Really?” Xiangyang expressed skepticism before continuing, “If we're already collaborating, surely you can disclose your name, right?”

He won’t derive any advantage from me. He surely wouldn't contemplate involving me in any nefarious activities!

Xiangyang’s demise was ultimately due to his naivety. Kidnapping is a crime, yet he was unsure how to respond, believing that Xiao Yi had nothing to gain from him.

Initially, Xiao Yi’s offer to help, coupled with his disdain for contemptible characters, led Xiang Yang not to suspect that Xiao Yi might have connections with Mu Sifa or that it was an adversarial situation. He remained partially skeptical yet somewhat trusting of Xiao Yi’s assistance.

“Daly,” Xiao Yi lied smoothly, maintaining a smile on his face, seemingly assured.

“Daly? No surname?” Xiang Yang inquired with curiosity, though he didn't dwell much on it.

“Correct.” He maintained his serene smile.

“Stay here for a moment; I'll return shortly.”

With that, Xiao Yi abruptly stood and exited the room, signaling to his subordinate to keep a close watch on Xiangyang to ensure no errors occurred.

His attendant nodded respectfully and positioned himself beside Xiang Yang, standing by attentively.

“Why did you leave someone here? I'm not a prisoner,” Xiang Yang protested irritably.

Jiang, being the elder, prompted Xiao Yi, who had just closed the door, to turn and gently reassure, “I'm only here to keep you safe. Relax a bit.”

Hearing this, Xiangyang realized his misunderstanding and readily accepted it without much doubt.

Given his tender age of just over ten, he was naively unaware of the world's perils, making it easy for him to trust others.

“Seeing him just irritates you, you little schemer.”

Shortly thereafter, he glanced at Shang Mingming, who was asleep nearby, and spitefully muttered under his breath.

Clearly, Xiangyang was redirecting the anger he felt towards Shang Cijie onto Shang Mingming.

“If it hadn't been for you, Mr. Sifa would never have taken in that detestable Shang Cijie. You deserve to die.”

Suddenly, a mix of anger and insanity flashed in Xiang Yang's eyes as he ferociously seized Shang Mingming's neck, laughing maniacally, “As long as you're dead, that's fine! Right! So be it! Hahaha, indeed, I'll do as you wish. I'll make sure you die.”

Fueled by envy, he clutched Shang Mingming’s neck tightly, his eyes filled with lethal intent.

“What are you doing?”

Luckily, one of his subordinates intervened and subdued Xiangyang, averting a potentially dire situation.

Shoved aside, an enraged Xiang Yang glowered at the man and snapped, “You're just a guard dog, how dare you push me? You're asking for death! Move!” After shoving the man aside, he attempted to resume his violent actions, seething with rage.

“You'd better stay still.”

The man's gaze turned deadly as he aimed a gun directly at Xiang Yang's forehead.

Alarmed, Xiang Yang recoiled in fear, his voice caught in his throat as he stood there, quivering.

“You, what are you trying to do? Remember, I'm your boss's partner, so watch your actions!” Xiang Yang stammered, his voice shaky with fear.

“My lord?” The man scoffed mockingly, as if dismissing something previously said.

“Kid, you've gotten yourself into a mess,” the man remarked coldly before knocking Xiang Yang out and tossing him onto the bed. He then frantically searched for Shang Mingming.

After ensuring everything was in order, the man let out a sigh of relief and allowed Shang Mingming to continue resting on his back, his expression then turning stern.