230: Chapter 229: Don’t Leave 230: Chapter 229: Don’t Leave Lai Fougu was already scared witless by Wang Dadong and turned around to escape through the window!
However, as soon as he climbed onto the window, a look of extreme pain emerged on his face.
It was seen that the broken end of the baseball bat was stuck right in his thigh.
“You like violence so much, don’t you?
Today, I’ll let you have your fill of it!” Wang Dadong sneered evilly and, after speaking, viciously twisted the baseball bat a few times in his hand.
Lai Fougu immediately jerked in pain.
That was a baseball bat, after all, thick as a child’s wrist—it was definitely going to be brutal.
The hooligans lying on the ground, groaning, broke out in cold sweat on their foreheads.
This guy was too ruthless.
“What, you still want to be left here for me to cripple or blow up?” Wang Dadong turned his head and glanced over the hooligans on the ground.
The hooligans swallowed hard and hurriedly scrambled away; if they couldn’t run because of broken legs, they dragged themselves.
In the blink of an eye, the dozen or so hooligans had scuttled clean away.
“My Lele, are you alright?” Yin Yuemei untied the ropes that bound Lai Xiaole, only to see deep indentations where the ropes had been.
“You beast, you could even deal such cruel blows to your own daughter!” Yin Yuemei hugged Lai Xiaole, and kicked the baseball bat behind the pained and defenseless Lai Fougu several times.
The room was filled once again with Lai Fougu’s sounds of pain and despair.
At Yin Yuemei’s home.
“Lele, does it hurt?” Seeing the cigarette burns all over Little Lele’s body, Yin Yuemei couldn’t help but burst into tears.
“Mommy, don’t cry, Lele doesn’t hurt,” Little Lele said, wiping away her mother’s tears with his little hand.
“Lele, quickly thank the uncle,” Yin Yuemei said, wiping away her tears.
“Thank you, uncle,” Little Lele said in his milky voice.
Looking at Little Lele with tears still in his eyes, yet insisting he wasn’t in pain to avoid making his mother sad, Wang Dadong felt heartbroken.
“Lele, let’s play a game with uncle.
If you let uncle hold you, it won’t hurt anymore.”
“Uncle hug.” Little Lele immediately stretched out his chubby hands.
Wang Dadong held Little Lele in his arms, and Inner Strength continuously flowed into Little Lele’s body.
“Eh, it really doesn’t hurt anymore.
Uncle, are you Superman?” Little Lele asked innocently.
If one were to consider the realm, he was indeed in the Superhuman Realm.
He chuckled and said, “That’s right, your uncle is Superman.”
“Uncle is Superman, that’s great, Super Uncle, be Lele’s daddy!
Then Lele will have a Superman Daddy,” said the child.
That’s how children are; they grow attached to whoever is kind to them.
Hearing Little Lele’s innocent words, Yin Yuemei’s cheeks turned slightly red, while Wang Dadong also displayed evident embarrassment.
“Lele, don’t talk nonsense.
How can your uncle be your daddy?”
“Why can’t he?” Little Lele continued to ask innocently.
Little Lele’s question left Yin Yuemei at a loss for words.
Yin Yuemei struggled to find a reason and didn’t know what to say.
“Lele, why do you want your uncle to be your daddy?” Wang Dadong asked.
“If uncle becomes Lele’s daddy, then he can live with mommy, and the bad daddy won’t be able to bully mommy anymore.”
Wang Dadong’s face twitched.
Kids these days were maturing so early; just in kindergarten, yet they already knew about living together.
“The bad daddy always bullied mommy at night.
Every night, mommy would cry after being beaten by the bad daddy; Lele doesn’t want mommy to cry,” Lele added.
“Cough cough, well, Lele, time for bed,” Wang Dadong said, a bit at a loss.
“Lele won’t sleep unless uncle promises to be Lele’s daddy,” Little Lele shook his head.
“Lele, don’t be naughty.
Be good and go to sleep,” said Yin Yuemei, somewhat speechless.
“Alright, Lele, if you go to sleep nicely, uncle will be your daddy,” Wang Dadong had to say.
“Great, I have a Superman Daddy now!” Little Lele said, happily planting a kiss on Wang Dadong’s face.
Half an hour later, Little Lele finally fell asleep, and Wang Dadong carried him to the bedroom.
The atmosphere afterwards was a bit awkward.
“That, Doctor Wang, please don’t take Lele’s words to heart,” Yin Yuemei said after a long pause and with clenched teeth.
“What, is Sister Yuemei not willing for me to be Lele’s daddy?” Wang Dadong frowned.
Yuemei is a divorced woman, unworthy, unworthy of Doctor Wang…” Yin Yuemei’s eyes flickered with a trace of sorrow.
She was a divorced woman with a child—how could she dare to wish for more?
Moreover, from the way Wang Dadong had proved her innocence…
her heart had long been conquered by him.
Only, she felt that being divorced and having a child, she was not worthy of Wang Dadong.
Wang Dadong realized Yin Yuemei had misunderstood what he meant and blinked, “Sister Yuemei, I was just talking about being Lele’s daddy, I never said I wanted to be your husband!”
Yin Yuemei felt like her head wasn’t working properly.
If Wang Dadong became Lele’s daddy and she was Lele’s mommy, wouldn’t Wang Dadong become her husband?
“Sister Yuemei, what I mean is, I will just let Lele call me daddy, but I will still call you Sister Yuemei,” Wang Dadong continued to explain this awkward relationship.
“Oh?” It was evident that Yin Yuemei still didn’t quite grasp what Wang Dadong meant.
“Never mind, Sister Yuemei, you should rest early, and I should be leaving,” Wang Dadong said with a headache, feeling that the more he explained, the more confused it got.
“Wang, Doctor Wang, it’s so late, maybe, maybe you shouldn’t leave yet…” As Wang Dadong was opening the door to leave, Yin Yuemei’s feeble voice came from behind.