Chapter 299

Youyou's little face was covered in tears; he lifted his small head, blew a snot bubble, and sobbed, "Is that true?"

As he spoke, he raised his small hand to touch Ning Huaiqing's face, "Youyou wants to touch."

With tears mixed with blood, how could Ning Huaiqing let Youyou touch her? Seeing him like this, her heart ached until it went numb.

Ignoring the pain on the back of her hand where Sheng Hongyao had struck her with his cane, she hurriedly grabbed his hand and said hoarsely, "Youyou will get your hands dirty if you touch me. Be good, let the nanny take you to take a bath, and then go to sleep, okay?"

"No." Youyou suddenly clung to her chest nervously, his other little hand gripping her clothes tightly, "Youyou wants to stay with Mommy."

Sheng Hongyao looked at the mother and son on the floor; because of his rage, the hand holding the gun could not stop trembling, "Take the young master out."

The nanny hesitated as she stepped forward.

But just as her hand was about to touch Youyou, Youyou began to cry loudly, "Don't touch Youyou, I want Mommy, I want Mommy."

Youyou kicked his legs while crying, refusing to let anyone touch him.

Ning Huaiqing's chest, where Sheng Hongyao had kicked her, was being bumped by him again and again, and the pain made her vision go black.

Yet she was filled with reluctance, holding Youyou tightly, while also fearing that Sheng Hongyao would lose his reason and do something irreversible in front of the child.

"Youyou, be good..." Her throat choked up, and she hardened her heart to hand Youyou over to the nanny.

"No!" Youyou screamed and cried, his little face turning bright red, "Mommy, Mommy, I want Mommy."

He was still small and didn't understand anything; Mommy said she was rehearsing a play with Grandpa, and he believed her, but Mommy's state was very wrong, and he wanted to stay with her.

He was scared in his heart and also wanted Mommy's comfort.

The nanny's eyes turned red watching this scene; she wanted to beg Sheng Hongyao, but Sheng Hongyao had a gun in his hand, and she was afraid of an accidental discharge hurting Youyou, so she turned sideways to shield Youyou in her arms.

But Youyou took the opportunity to break free from her arms.

"Youyou!"

The nanny was terrified.

Youyou flew into Ning Huaiqing's arms, his hands gripping her clothes tightly, his little face pressed against her chest, crying as he said, "I want Mommy."

In a fit of rage, Sheng Hongyao drew his gun again.

"No!" Ning Huaiqing's face was devoid of color, and she subconsciously covered Youyou's eyes.

The study was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

The wall clock made a ticking sound.

The veins on the hand Sheng Hongyao used to hold the gun bulged, winding up from the back of his hand to his neck and temples, as if his whole body were wrapped and tightened by protruding veins, with no reason left to speak of.

In a flash of lightning, he looked at Youyou in Ning Huaiqing's arms.

He wanted to kill Ning Huaiqing, not Youyou.

But looking at Youyou like this, he suddenly remembered twenty years ago, when Sheng Yu was a few years old.

Hearing his parents arguing, Sheng Yu had thrown himself into Yu Lan's arms, his black eyes fixed on him, his stubborn little face tense, demanding that he apologize to Yu Lan.

Such a small person, also protecting his mother like this.

Seeing Youyou, he thought of Sheng Yu.

That's right.

Sheng Yu.

What was the use of killing Ning Huaiqing? It wouldn't get him the Sheng Group.

He should kill Sheng Yu.

Only by killing Sheng Yu could he eliminate future troubles once and for all.

He suddenly lowered the pistol and asked his assistant, "Where is Sheng Yu now?"

"At the company," the assistant replied.

The study returned to silence.

The nanny's tense nerves relaxed, and she sat down on the floor.

Thinking of Ning Huaiqing's injuries, she crawled over and said worriedly, "Miss Ning, are you alright?"

That night, she had lied that Sheng Hongyao had already left, letting Ning Huaiqing lower her guard, which facilitated Sheng Hongyao's forced possession of Ning Huaiqing.

She felt guilty, but she had no choice.

Sheng Hongyao had threatened her family.

She had failed Ning Huaiqing, and she had failed Youyou.

Ning Huaiqing shook her head silently; from her calves to her arms, and then to her face, there were countless injuries of all sizes.

She looked down at Youyou, who had calmed down in her arms, her palm still gently stroking his back to soothe him.

"Youyou."

Youyou lifted his head, his voice muffled from crying, "Mommy?"

Ning Huaiqing seemed to have made a decision; she lowered her head and kissed Youyou's forehead, "Baby, Mommy loves you."

Youyou's large, dark eyes shimmered, and he raised his hands to hug Ning Huaiqing's neck, "I love you too, Mommy!"

Ning Huaiqing's nostrils flared as she suppressed her intense, surging emotions, pulling the little person tightly into her arms as tears fell silently.

Youyou had just finished crying and was being gently held and comforted by Ning Huaiqing, so after his emotions calmed down, sleepiness set in.

Before long, his head drooped, and he fell asleep in Ning Huaiqing's arms.

Ning Huaiqing stood up holding him, but she was in so much pain that she stumbled and nearly knelt back onto the floor.

Seeing this, the nanny hurriedly reached out, "Miss Ning, let me carry Youyou back to his room."

"No need," Ning Huaiqing shook her head.

She placed Youyou on the small bed; he was already asleep, so she couldn't give him a bath.

Ning Huaiqing went to the bathroom, wrung out a warm towel, sat by the bed, and meticulously and gently wiped Youyou's little face, hands, and feet.

She watched Youyou quietly, her eyes filling with tears once again.

"Youyou, I'm sorry..." She lowered her head and kissed Youyou on the forehead.

Afterwards, she got up and left the room, went to her own room, and when she came back out, she was holding a bank card in her hand to give to the nanny.

"This is the money I saved for Youyou; the password is his birthday."

This was the errand she had specifically gone out to run yesterday.

"Miss Ning, you..." Seeing this, the nanny seemed to guess what Ning Huaiqing was about to do.

She hurriedly grabbed Ning Huaiqing's arm, "Youyou is still so young, he cannot be without a mother!"

Ning Huaiqing's resolve to leave was set.

She stood in front of Youyou's bedroom door, not pushing it open again, nor looking at him one more time; she simply stood there blankly for a few seconds before heading downstairs with an expressionless face.

Sheng Hongyao had already abandoned all bottom lines.

Even the Bodyguards inside and outside the villa had all been taken away by him, using his full force to deal with Sheng Yu.

He was staking everything on one throw, determined to go down with Sheng Yu.

Chairman's Office of the Sheng Group.

Sheng Yu stood before the floor-to-ceiling window and lit a cigarette.

That recording had already been exposed; this scandal would not only affect the Sheng Group, but the Sheng Family would also be affected.

But neither of these were things he cared about.

He only cared about whether Zhu Yuan would feel terrible when she heard that Zhu Jingyao had helped the villain do evil.

But she would have to know about these things sooner or later.

He hadn't told her during the day because he was afraid that her emotions would fluctuate too wildly for her to accept it all at once.

With her intelligence, it would not be hard for her to guess the reason for Zhu Jingyao's concealment.

One love rival resolved, satisfying.

Yuan Fengye felt the arc of Sheng Yu's lips was a bit hair-raising; just as he was about to ask what he was thinking, he suddenly heard the sound of a gunshot ring out outside the office.

Faster to react than him was Sheng Yu.

He held his cigarette and flicked the ash.

He chuckled softly.

"The old shameless one can't keep his cool anymore."