Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 335 Bai Yiran_1

There is a saying: character determines destiny.

In other words, as long as one’s character does not change, even if they were to live again, their fate would likely return to its original course or at least come infinitely close.

The kind of stories in novels where the deeply wronged protagonist obtains a golden finger and embarks on a hero’s journey—in reality, there’s a greater chance it would add another powerful criminal to the world.

Xiao Ming had profound feelings about this.

In his previous life, it was he who had found Qingfeng’s family after being released from prison, and the subsequent events were nearly identical to this life.

The mother did not recognize him, then he met the stepfather, enjoyed a short period of familial happiness, and finally, barely escaped death, gravely injured.

He had thought that in this life he could prevent Qingfeng from being hurt by his beastly mother again, but he didn’t expect that the flapping of a butterfly’s wings would bring the timeline forward by five whole years.

If Qingfeng hadn’t gone to Lingnan to find him, he naturally wouldn’t have had the chance encounter with his birth mother on the plane.

In both lives, he bore some responsibility.

"What do you know? Tell me quickly!" Mingyue said.

Xiao Ming shook his head, "It concerns Qingfeng’s privacy, without his permission, I can’t tell you."

"Damn it! He and I have grown up together since we were kids; we’re practically inseparable."

"Then why didn’t he tell you when he came back?"

Mingyue fell silent, her face a mixture of tenderness and dejection.

Xiao Ming couldn’t bear to see this and said, "Actually, you already have a guess in your heart. The reason you insist on hearing it from Qingfeng himself is because you know that only then can you seek revenge for him.

Otherwise, you’ll have to hold it in—both for his sake and for your own.

Don’t worry, I’m here for this; you don’t need to get involved."

"What right do you have to meddle in Qingfeng’s private affairs?"

Xiao Ming smiled, "Because after today, I’ll be the uncle you acknowledge!"

Prisons are generally located in the suburbs, and Longyin Detention Center is no exception.

Around it stretch vast wastes and farmland, with the nearest village several kilometers away. To escape from prison, one would first have to run for ten to twenty minutes in an open area before finding a place to hide.

Xiao Ming stepped out of the car and caressed the lonely bus stop sign at the roadside, feeling an odd sense of wonder.

He had lived in this place for four and a half years, over sixteen hundred days and nights.

At the time, he believed he was atoning for his wife’s sins, so he didn’t find it difficult to endure. Looking back now, there wasn’t the slightest feeling of depression or panic from the loss of freedom.

It was as if the prison was just a former residence, a temporary refuge for a soulless shell seeking redemption.

"Hey! If you need to pee, there’s a toilet inside; you don’t have to look for a post," Mingyue jabbed with her sharp tongue, making Xiao Ming laugh silently and tap her on the head.

"After today, if you dare to disrespect your uncle again, I’ll teach Qingfeng all my flirting skills and see how you cry then," he teased.

"You..."

Mingyue wanted to retort but suddenly thought of the group of women always around him, which made her worried.

Obviously, Xiao Ming was very skilled at flirting. If Qingfeng learned from him, could she still bully him easily in the future?

No way!

If Grandpa doesn’t like him, then I’ll get rid of him at the first opportunity, so there’s no future trouble.

Otherwise... Otherwise, I’ll keep a close watch on Qingfeng. Dare to pick up bad habits? I’ll break his legs!

Entering the detention center’s main gate and going through registration, inspection, and other procedures, the two were taken to a room.

The room was small, perhaps seven or eight square meters. The walls were painted white, with just one small window. There was a table in the center with a wooden chair on each side.

After a short while, the door opposite opened, and an elderly man with graying hair entered. It was Bai Yiran.

"Grandpa!"

Mingyue’s eyes instantly reddened, and she lifted her leg to rush over.

"Stop." Bai Yiran spoke indifferently, "Have you forgotten what I’ve cautioned you about?"

Mingyue halted her steps, tears streaming down her face, "Others’ help is a grace, not a reason for us to break the rules.

Mingyue hasn’t forgotten, it’s just... just that I really miss Grandpa.

Grandpa, how have you been lately?"

Bai Yiran revealed a kindly smile, "Good girl! Grandpa is doing just fine, spending my days drinking tea and reading books. I’m more at ease here than outside, so don’t worry."

The prison guard removed his handcuffs, glanced over at Xiao Ming, who had already wheeled his chair to the table, left the room, and closed the door behind him.

Xiao Ming’s eyes also felt somewhat warm, and he pretended to look around to check for surveillance facilities for a moment, before forcibly suppressing the sourness in his nose.

"The old man is the old man, others have to speak through glass using a telephone. This kind of treatment, there are not many in the whole prison who can enjoy it, right?"

"To be precise, only I can enjoy it."

Bai Yiran sat down opposite him, and immediately knocked on the table, indicating his displeasure, "Hurry up, bring out the good tobacco. Young people have no sense of respecting the elderly."

Xiao Ming chuckled and lifted a plastic bag from under the wheelchair onto the table, "I know you lack nothing here, so I only brought your favorite Panda cigarettes and Shaoxing rice wine.

Later I’ll add some money to your card; you can buy whatever you’re missing."

Bai Yiran couldn’t wait to tear open the cigarette pack, pulled out one, and was just feeling around in his pockets when, ding, a flame appeared before him.

He leaned in to light it and casually snatched the lighter, "Ha! Dupont, tasteful, it’s mine now."

Xiao Ming was speechless, "You were just comforting the child not to worry about you, so can you stop pretending to be a suffering scoundrel?"

Bai Yiran chuckled, "How did you hurt your leg? Didn’t Mingyue go to help you yesterday?"

"I did it to myself, it has nothing to do with Mingyue."

Bai Yiran’s eyebrows twitched and he pointed at him while speaking to Mingyue, "Did you hear that? He sells you out yet appears to be speaking on your behalf.

Thick-skinned and black-hearted, with a smile hiding a knife, these are the basic qualities necessary for someone destined for great things.

Don’t underestimate people from the outside world so easily anymore, okay?"

Mingyue snorted coldly, "I could kill him!"

Bai Yiran looked at Xiao Ming with a smile, "What will you do?"

Xiao Ming shrugged nonchalantly, "She can’t kill me."

Whoosh!

Two venomous snakes, plus a spider, flew towards Xiao Ming’s face. novelbuddy.cσ๓

However, in the next moment, the venomous snakes were coiled around Xiao Ming’s hand, and the spider had climbed onto his palm. They showed no intention of biting him; instead, they seemed rather affectionate.

Mingyue was dumbfounded, "Why... why is this?"

Xiao Ming flounced his sleeve, and five or six small glass vials rolled out, each containing a viscous liquid of various delightful colors.

Mingyue was even more shocked.

Because those vials were what she carried with her all the time.

"When did you steal them? Even Qingfeng can’t do this, could you be from the Thief Sect..."

Xiao Ming shook his head, "You’ve fallen into a thought trap. Qingfeng can’t do it only because you’re too familiar with him. Just in terms of thievery, he is already quite accomplished, and I’m far from his level."

Watching Mingyue sink into contemplation, Bai Yiran nodded, "Not bad, you have the ability to have Qingfeng and Mingyue follow you.

Next, let’s see if you qualify!"