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FEI LONG was glued to Feng Mian until she was sent to the delivery room where he could hear her cries from outside, just from the other side of the door. His heart constricted for every cry, for it spoke of Feng Mian's pain. He was anxious for what might come because there was no definite probability when giving birth to another life. Even if he knew Feng Mian was strong, there could be other complications.
His steps brought him back and forth in the white empty corridor with only Shi Bai and Arata Ito sitting on the sidewall bench. Dean and Denise were managing the aftermath of the Founding Day's disastrous night.
Fei Long had walked several laps but still, he was cold and worried. He had wanted to rush inside so many times just to hold Feng Mian's hand, be there as she gave birth to their child and comfort her that he was there always. Fortunately, he also thought of other complications he may cause with him inside. It was much too easy for bacteria contamination and may even endanger Feng Mian and their baby's lives all at once.
Hence, he was left worried sick, having won quite a few rewards from his own marathon.
Shi Bai clasped both her hands together, praying hard that Feng Mian can have a safe delivery so she can finally be a godmother. She repeatedly whispered 'A boy, a boy, a boy'. While Arata Ito was already thinking of names, as his positive thinking had already concluded Feng Mian's successful delivery.
It took 10 hours before Feng Mian finally had to stop pushing so much effort. She hadn't lost too much blood in the process but she was weakened considerably, nevertheless. When her baby's first cry resounded in the delivery room, her heart bloomed with an inexplicable happiness. It was a different sort of happiness for the love she shared with Fei Long, and could even be greater.
"Let me see..." She croaked, her throat parched and exhaustion on her face. Not long after the first cry, Fei Long rushed inside, not able to stop himself anymore. He had washed his hands, took a bath and even sprayed himself with antibacterial.
When his electric blue eyes laid upon Feng Mian with their small monkey in her embrace, his heart constricted as utter happiness pumped into his veins. Happy tears spilled from his eyes, uncaring of what might others think.
"Mian..!" He gently caressed her head, removing the stray hair off her face and kissed her gently on her forehead. "T-thank you..." He was shaken, happiness and relief awash over him simultaneously.
It was great she was safe and with their child... Truly great!!
"He looks just like you, haha." She weakly muttered, amused at the scrunched up face of their baby while Fei Long's face turned a little ugly, but then a brilliant smile spilled over his face. There were still tears coming out of his beautiful electric blue eyes.
"That just means you've looked at me so often that our child was likened to me! Wife, you did a wonderful job..." He kissed her once again, this time on her cheek.
She shrugged at him but a smile couldn't escape from her face. Her warm bright eyes staring at their bundle of joy. "I'll take a rest for now..." She said, feeling her eyes heavy.
His heart almost stopped and his grip on her tightened. She completely read his mind, gently stroking his chiseled face, his jaws grew some stubbles from being neglected. She weakly smiled at him. "See you soon.." And darkness consumed her.
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A month later, Fei Long still didn't go to work as he hovered around Feng Mian almost every day. Their child was not neglected of course as both his parents were always stroking his cheeks and staring at his pair of blue eyes. It still couldn't be decided how intense the bluish hue of his eyes just yet.
He was named "Ju-Long", for being born in the year of the Dragon and child of a powerful couple. Shi Bai became the godmother, while Dean the godfather. Both Fei Long and Feng Mian were thankful to have such fortunate friends always there to help them and support their decisions in life all the way.
Coincidentally, all of them had lonely childhoods. Hence, when Ju-Long was born, the three pairs couldn't help but visit the little newborn every often, more often than his parents wished them to be.
After all, Fei Long definitely wants to have some alone time with his wife. The wife who brought him so many wonderful memories, experiences and feelings. She brought him to greater heights nobody can possibly attempt to do twice as good as she.
It took Feng Mian a while to recover, making her resolution to turn herself into a man even stronger. But Fei Long... after receiving one beautiful child had already planned to have Feng Mian birth for more! Of course, that's a talk for another time, lest he gets killed in bed.
Ju-Long's little uncle also came to visit with his great grandmother on his father's maternal side. The little uncle was already 5 years old and was taught good manners by the elderly woman. He was named by the elders in Liu Family as "Juan-Mao", hoping he would grow up with outstanding talents equal to his brother, Fei Long.
The child was quiet and more mature than his age, but he looked younger upon seeing the newborn Ju-Long. The elderly woman who haven't seen Juan-Mo smile that often, found herself bewildered seeing him genuinely flash an innocent grin, especially when Ju-Long unconsciously slapped away his outstretched finger.
'Maybe the child has been feeling lonely, surrounded by adults...' The elderly looked at Juan-Mo with some pity and decided on a plan.
"Fei Long..." She softly called, turning her grey head to the affectionate couple sitting side by side on a couch. She could still remember the first time she saw Feng Mian, in full business suit, gelled hair and cold indifference to her grandson. But look at them now, warmth radiating from their pores.
Fei Long amicably turned to his grandmother. "Yes, grandmother?" He has always been kind and polite to her.
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"And you too Feng Mian.." She added.
"En?" Feng Mian gazed at her too, but her eyes were not cold, respectful instead.
"I hope you can accept this humble old woman's request of allowing Juan-Mao to stay with you a while?" She paused, looking down in disappointment. She had truly enjoyed spending time with her young grandson even if the mother was despicable and the father no better. "He has nobody his age in the Liu household and I'm afraid it might affect his character development."
The old woman's worry was not negligible. The most precious phase to a person's development was their early childhood. Whatever experiences they go through during this stage would most likely be carried throughout their life, especially the emotional relativity.
"Okay." Feng Mian instantly agreed, and Fei Long was in agreement as an amiable smile was plastered on his handsome face. "Grandmother, please have someone send over Juan-Mao's stuffs and we can manage the rest. You do not have to worry a thing." He generously explained.
"If you wish, you may also live with us a while." Feng Mian added.
Seeing the powerful couple that can intimidate a nation's president with their name alone, trying to do what they can to make her happy caused her warm tears of joy to spill. "Really... a bunch of useless gestures..."
Fei Long and Feng Mian merely smiled, their house was big enough to house 2 more people. Besides, with Juan-Mao and Grandmother Liu around, they can slowly get back to work. Except, Fei Long forcefully gave Feng Mian 2 months vacation.
She had asked for a week-long vacation before, which she never received. Not alone anyway, but now, the man was perfectly willing to have her quit all work if possible. Was he scheming for something?
Feng Mian's keen thought process almost revealed half of Fei Long's agenda, which he would never admit until some time later. And by then, he would be sure his wife cannot escape another responsibility.
Time flew fast and it was 8 months already. Seasons had changed and flowers had just begun to bloom. Daffodils showered the green lawns, together with irises and other wild flowers. The Golden bells trees revealed their brilliant flowering time, along with the lonely Cherry blossom tree in the backyard.
Feng Mian was playing chess with Juan-Mao when a shadow flashed at the corner of her eyes. She carefully extracted herself from the game and had Ellar Fin take her place, consequently making Juan-Mao happy because he could never win against Feng Mian. Her methods always made his heart grow cold and caused his head to spin for counterattacks that never worked. With Ellar Fin, however, he could win a set of game 7 out of 10. He was good with chess, but since living with Fei Long and Feng Mian, he found himself struggling to improve in the areas he was previously proud of. His excellence was nothing to the couple. Fortunately, he was not the sort to give up from the challenge.
Feng Mian quietly invaded the little forest path she had forcefully made by transferring grown trees and shrubberies from somewhere else.
The more she advanced, the more she felt a gaze on her. Someone had been spying at their household for a month, but she chose to observe the intruder intending to learn about his agenda.
A shadow swiftly jumped on Feng Mian when she was climbing over a large root. She instinctively fell back, her fortified leg arced downward to heavily land on the ambusher's head after her full backward motion. She couldn't hit the head but the shoulder instead.
"Urg! Bastard!!" The ambusher revealed herself as a woman as she slashed a knife at Feng Mian's retreating leg, barely touching Feng Mian's pants.
Feng Mian immediately distanced herself from the ambusher, ready to counterattack with her combat stance. However, the opponent didn't make another move, almost giving up fighting against Feng Mian after being found out.
So Feng Mian did not wait upon her and charged. At first towards her front but Feng Mian suddenly disappeared out of sight, and the next moment, the opponent felt a jolting pain on her nape as her consciousness faded.
Feng Mian dragged the unconscious woman's body towards the outer house, where a basement was kept for torture. Only her, Fei Long and their special agents knew of the basement. It was illegal in D City to have torture chambers, upholding the idea of a beautiful positive world.
But nobody can be too careless, especially for those who have too many enemies for being rich and powerful. Or for other personal reasons.
There was only one ceiling light in the basement that befell upon the lone chair in the middle of the dark room. And tied on the chair was the woman, about to regain her consciousness.
"Urhggg...." She grudgingly uttered, remembering her current predicament, then she slowly looked up to see Feng Mian before a table with all sorts of sharp tools, and even a few guns. Her hands were wrapped in vinyl gloves.
In the silence, her heart shook with fear and regret for being too desperate without further preparation. But gathering a force to thwart Feng Mian was almost impossible at this point, even if she waited 10 years, it would still not be enough time and would only make it even more impossible.
"...Bastard! You killed my Yue!!" She didn't care anymore, she was going to die anyway. Might as well follow her daughter in the afterlife!
Feng Mian's frost-cold eyes scanned Ying Yue's mother's face, seeing the resemblance, but the eyes were dull. She also seemed to have starved. "I've let you take a third chance at life and still, you choose the wrong path."
"Hahaha... Third?! What are you even talking about! It was Luzeng who helped my life, together with my Yue's! Serves you right when your mother died. Haha!" Her face looked crazed, she was passed redemption at the thought of her beloved people being removed from her life without warning.
Her husband was one day sent to jail, then her only daughter was humiliated and sent to jail as well. Yet just when she got out and married to the richest household in D City, she was ruined for life and even resounded in the Internet. Her daughter's future was irreparable since!
"..." Feng Mian continued with her silence, a surgical knife in one hand.
"Your dumb mother wasn't good in bed, to be honest. If it wasn't for that, Luzeng wouldn't have risked coming back to me. How does it feel to have your father stolen? Mother committing suicide for her miserable life?? Oh right, she was merely fed with the wrong med--- Aaaaahhhh!!!" She screamed out of her lungs when Feng Mian's surgical knife slowly sliced into her skin.
Feng Mian embedded the surgical knife on Zhao madam's face, from her right ear to the corner of her lips. Warm blood slowly sipping out for the slice was deeper than a centimetre.
The creepy fact was, Feng Mian was indifferently cold with a smirk on her face. She was a true devil.
Zhao mama whimpered from the shock and pain. "Please, stop... why can't you just let us be happy?! You've already stolen the first place in the Zhao family, for being born as the eldest and your mother was even the first legal wife!! What about me?? Kept in poverty for over 10 years before 'he' came back to only remember about our old love!!! But so many th---- Aaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!" She screamed from her lungs out, after momentarily being overcame with her emotional turmoil.
Feng Mian's blade sliced from Zhao mama's left ear to the corner of her lips. Having done both side symmetrically, she looked like the Joker. "Hehe..." Feng Mian softly giggled, frost-cold eyes glinting with deadly mischief.
Zhao mama's breath hitched, realizing her current predicament once again. She might eventually die, but before that, she was sure to experience hell first!!!!
Her eyes watered with fear as warm pee leaked out in between her legs. "Wuuu.... Kill me now... you already killed my Yue..."
Feng Mian's eyesight aligned with her's as Feng Mian slowly said, "She is alive."
But instead of feeling joy, Zhao madam's heart constricted. "W-where is she?! Where are you keeping my Yue???!!! You monster!!! Aaahhh!!" Her earlobe was neatly sliced, and done swiftly.
"I will not kill you. You have crimes you need to atone." Feng Mian coldly said, driving a chill into Zhao mama's spine.
She quivered, mind slowly breaking down. Her initial fortitude was greatly diminished after learning that Ying Yue was still alive. Now, she only wanted to live and that meant not provoking Feng Mian too much.
"C-crime..??"
Unfortunately, Feng Mian was not the sort to cooperate with her villains.
She flashed Zhao mama a deeper smirk, her eyes growing bright. "It's a crime to have a 14 years old child concede to sex. Didn't you know?"