Beloved Little Treasure

Yuan Gun Gun thought it was strange the kitchen door was closed.

Xiao Yuan sniffed the closed kitchen door then Xiao Yuan bit its mistress dress and pulled its mistress dress away from the door.

Yuan Gun Gun squatted and she rubbed Xiao Yuan’s head.

‘Xiao Yuan, be good and tonight I’ll cook a delicious dinner for you,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

Suddenly a loud explosion was heard from the kitchen, and everyone in the Hao Mansion woke up.

Mrs Chen was the first to run to the kitchen. The kitchen was on fire. She panicked when she saw two bodies lying outside the kitchen door. A little boy was protecting Yuan Gun Gun’s body, but she didn’t recognise the little boy.

Hao Yan Che ran to the kitchen, and he felt like the blood in his body was drained out the moment he saw Yuan Gun Gun lying in front of the burning kitchen. He pushed the little boy off Yuan Gun Gun’s body, and he hugged Yuan Gun Gun.

‘Gun Gun, Gun Gun,’ Hao Yan Che called. ‘Gun Gun, talk to me.’

‘Young master, take Gun Gun to the hospital,’ Mrs Chen said. ‘I’ll take care of the fire.’

Hao Yan Che carried Yuan Gun Gun, and Jia Tu carried the little boy to the car.

Yi Tu noticed Qiang Jia Tao crying in a corner. He slapped her face and blood dripped out the corner of her mouth.

‘You’re going to die a painful death,’ Yi Tu said.

Qiang Jia Tao silently wiped blood off her mouth.

At the hospital, Hao Yan Che sat outside the operating room. It was the first time in his life he felt like his body was cut into pieces. He knew his body would break down if he lost Yuan Gun Gun.

The operating room door opened, a doctor pushed Yuan Gun Gun’s stretcher outside. Hao Yan Che leapt to Yuan Gun Gun’s side, and he held her hand. Hao Yan Che looked at the doctor to say if anything happened to Yuan Gun Gun, he would bury the doctor with Yuan Gun Gun.

‘The patient is stable... but unconscious,’ the doctor stammered.

‘When will she wake up?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

‘Perhaps tonight or tomorrow morning, the doctor said.

‘If she doesn’t wake up tomorrow morning, I’ll kill you,’ Hao Yan Che said.

Hao Yan Che carried Yuan Gun Gun to a VIP hospital room.

Yuan Gun Gun wasn’t injured, another person was injured. In another VIP room, the little boy woke up with fifteen stitches on his head.

‘I knew my head would be shaved,’ the little boy said.

‘How else are the doctors going to stitch up your head?’ Yi Tu asked.

‘Where’s my Gun Gun?’ the little boy asked. ‘Is she OK?’

‘Your Gun Gun?’ Yi Tu asked. ‘Don’t let a certain someone hear you say that.’

‘She’s OK and she’s staying in the room next to your room,’ Jia Tu said. ‘Young master is taking care of her.’

‘Can I visit big sister?’ the little boy asked.

‘Um, after you change back,’ Jia Tu said.

Seconds later, Yi Tu, Jia Tu and a dog with a shaved head walked toward Yuan Gun Gun’s hospital room.

In Yuan Gun Gun’s hospital room, Hao Yan Che stroked Yuan Gun Gun’s hair. He laughed at his foolish self. She had his heart yet he didn’t want to admit it.

‘Gun Gun, you belong with me,’ Hao Yan Che whispered. ‘Three years later, I’ll give up my freedom to be with you.’

Hao Yan Che heard a knock on the door, but he didn’t take his eyes off Yuan Gun Gun.

‘Come in,’ Hao Yan Che said.

Yi Tu, Jia Tu and Xiao Yuan walked into the room. Xiao Yuan wanted to jump onto the bed, Hao Yan Che’s deadly gaze made Xiao Yuan obediently sit on the floor. Xiao Yuan barked softly like Xiao Yuan was begging Hao Yan Che to let Xiao Yuan lie next to Yuan Gun Gun on the bed.

Hao Yan Che ignored Xiao Yuan, and kept stroking Yuan Gun Gun’s hair.

‘Young master, I deserve to be punished,’ Yi Tu said. ‘This time I’m partly responsible for endangering Gun Gun’s life.’

Hao Yan Che silently looked at Yi Tu.

‘Also, I hid something from young master about the swimming pool incident,’ Yi Tu confessed. ‘I knew who the culprit was. But I wanted that person to help bring young master and Gun Gun together. I didn’t think this would happen...’

A second later, Hao Yan Che kicked Yi Tu onto the floor. Even Xiao Yuan didn’t anticipate Hao Yan Che’s movements.

Yi Tu stayed on the floor and wiped blood off his face.

‘Young master...’ Jia Tu said.

‘Yi Tu, you’re still alive but it doesn’t mean you won’t suffer,’ Hao Yan Che said coldly. ‘When did you start thinking you can scheme against me?’

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End of Chapter Fifty-Eight