Here Comes a Cute Baby—To Kidnap a Daddy as a Gift for My Mommy

Yun Chen felt even more unbalanced and shouted, "But if something really happens to Xia Xingcheng, can you take responsibility? You really know how to boast. "    

    

Looking at his chattering, Sheng Yeting suddenly felt like he was a clown.    

    

He just lightly shook Yun Chen's hand away. Yun Chen still took two steps back unsteadily.    

    

"Then I'll tell you, I'm a responsible person. If anything happens, I'll definitely find her and bring her back in time." Saying that, Sheng Yeting took two steps forward and approached Yun Chen. His face was magnified in front of him, "And to take ten thousand steps back, you have no right to care about her."    

    

He, Sheng Yeting, was the one who was able to care for her and take care of her.    

    

Unknowingly, Yun Chen was mocked again. The last bit of smile on his face disappeared, leaving only dissatisfaction and indifference.    

    

"Alright, I'll remember. I also hope that you'll remember. I'll be fine in the future after what you've said today …"    

    

"No need. Since I've said that, I will remember it in my heart. I won't be like you."    

    

Sheng Yeting just left without giving him any face.    

    

Yun Chen looked at Sheng Yeting's broad back, his long and narrow eyes finally tinged with a little bit of disappointment.    

    

Although he absolutely didn't want to admit it, he had no choice but to admit it: Sheng Yeting was too magnanimous, he really didn't deserve it. He didn't know how long it would take for him to cultivate this.    

    

Sheng Yeting's long legs slightly moved and he instantly stepped onto the sports car. Immediately behind him, someone was driving a car.    

    

The car whizzed past them, leaving only a cloud of dust behind.    

    

After arguing with Sheng Yeting, Yun Chen didn't feel happy at all. He just felt extremely tired, as if he had just used up all of his saliva and worked hard.    

    

"What a headache." Since Sheng Yeting had already left, there was no point for him to stay here alone. As he spoke, he turned around and prepared to settle his own business.    

    

Xia Xingcheng walked aimlessly on the noisy street.    

    

At this moment, she seemed to be out of place with the atmosphere around her. It was as if she was enveloped in a small space of her own, desolate and lonely.    

    

Xia Xingcheng was still thinking about what had happened just now, not sure if she should be angry or upset. Xiaobao had already become like this, the two of them still wanted to fight to the death over these things. Seeing the two holding real guns, her heart trembled.    

    

Even now, she still felt a lingering fear when she thought back to the scene just now.    

    

She put her hand in her pocket and carefully stroked the gun's barrel. Then, she looked around to make sure that no one had noticed her, before letting out a sigh of relief. Xia Xingcheng didn't stay on the street for long. She lowered her head and walked quickly in the direction of her home.    

    

People came and went along the way, and everyone was talking and laughing. Only this weird woman kept her head down and didn't say a word. She was in a hurry. She seemed to have no interest in anything around her.    

    

Xia Xingcheng's slightly red eyes were hidden behind the messy hair that blocked the curious eyes of the outside world. Tears welled up in her eyes, as if they would fall out at the blink of an eye.    

    

Suddenly, Xia Xingcheng had a strange feeling. It seemed that … She jerked her head to look behind her. Other than the people who were talking and laughing, nothing else seemed out of place around her.    

    

"Could it be that I'm overthinking it?"    

    

Eyebrows furrowed, she felt suspicious. Her hand in her pocket touched the hard thing again. The gun in her pocket hurt, but now it seemed that only it could give her a little sense of security.    

    

Xia Xingcheng was a little scared. She didn't want to waste any more time, so she sped up her pace and headed straight home.    

    

As soon as Xia Xingcheng entered the house, she immediately locked the door, leaned against the door, and carefully listened for any movement outside. It was very quiet outside. There was only the sound of the wind blowing through the branches and the sound of birds chirping. There was nothing strange about it.    

    

Xia Xingcheng heaved a sigh of relief. She slid down the door and sat on the floor. It seemed as if she had used up all the strength in her body to walk all the way back.    

    

Tears welled up in her eyes again, and through them she saw the sight of the two men pointing guns at each other's heads. It frightened her, the sight of two indispensable beings in her life. If... If she lost someone today, she would regret it for the rest of her life.    

    

"Xiaobao, what should I do?" Xia Xingcheng hugged her knees, buried her head in them and choked with sobs, "Why did the heavens do this to us? My Xiaobao is obviously so kind, why did the heavens do this to him …"    

    

The sound grew louder and louder, until her small sobs finally turned into wailing. Xia Xingcheng was crying like a child, not because of anything but because her heart was too oppressed. She was crying hard to vent her feelings. Only by doing so could she feel slightly better.    

    

After a while, Xia Xingcheng finally stopped crying. She held on to the door and slowly stood up. After sitting here for such a long time, her legs felt a little weak.    

    

She touched her pocket and saw that the gun was still lying there quietly. The hard touch gave her a sense of security. Xia Xingcheng took it out decisively. It was a small pistol, so she felt safe holding it in her hand. After weighing it in her palm for a while, Xia Xingcheng said to herself, "How should I deal with this?"    

    

After thinking for a moment, she decided to keep it. After all, she didn't know what would happen in the future. If she had a decent gun, it would be good enough to protect her and Xiaobao. Even if it wasn't very good, it definitely wasn't ordinary.    

    

Looking around, the house was clean, so it didn't seem too realistic to put it in any corner. She went to her wardrobe and opened the bottom drawer. There was quite a lot of stuff inside, and she had piled all kinds of clothes neatly inside.    

    

Xia Xingcheng thought for a while, then flipped to the innermost part and stuffed the gun into the bottom of her clothes. This drawer was not often opened, so it was quite safe to leave it there.    

    

Seeing that there were no flaws at all, Xia Xingcheng nodded her head in satisfaction and pushed the drawer shut. She stood there, deep in thought. She didn't know if she would ever have the chance to hold it in her hand again, or if it would sleep here forever, never to be used again.    

    

Xia Xingcheng thought back to when she was on her way home. She had a strange feeling at that moment that someone was following her. She had also thought about whether she was being overly sensitive or not. However, that feeling had surged through her mind time and time again, causing her to give up on that thought. Someone must be following her! This must not be an illusion!