Supreme Heir Son-in-law

Chapter 636: Chapter 636: Incoming Call

Even the well-trained bodyguards wished they could dig out their noses and become people without a sense of smell upon catching a whiff of the stench. However, Xu Ke appeared as if nothing had happened, watching the three people’s struggle with a blank expression.

If they couldn’t endure even this much, each of them vomiting like that, then what about Xiaxia? How did the delicately fragile Xiaxia manage to stay in such a cold and foul place, waiting for her rescue? If he had been a step too late, would she have drowned herself in the fetid ditch, and her body, rotting away, might have never been discovered? Would no one ever know she had been there, waiting for rescue?

Just thinking about that outcome inexplicably pierced Xu Ke’s heart, a pain like having a prickly board pressed repeatedly against his chest, a dense and stifling pain that never allowed relief, only soft, persistent agonies, torturous and constant.

Watching the three men struggle in the barrel, Xu Ke felt no satisfaction; instead, the more he watched, the more irritated he became, the greater the pressure in his chest grew, the feeling abrupt yet lingering, disturbing Xu Ke’s composure while leaving him unusually bewildered.

Xu Ke didn’t understand why he had become like this. Clearly, when he first agreed to keep Yu Xia, he thought of her merely as a little pet Lin Mengyao kept. He kept Yu Xia because Lin Mengyao would feel happier for it, right? So why did his own heart ache so unbearably because of everything Yu Xia had suffered?

Could it be the pet effect? Xu Ke thought while frowning and holding his chest.

"Tonight, don’t let them leave the barrel. Keep them under until dawn," Xu Ke said, looking at the three who had nothing left to vomit but continued to dry heave.

but he still picked up the car keys, started the car

city, his thoughts scattered in every direction. Suddenly, a distinct ringtone pulled

the incoming call display on his cellphone, feeling slightly worried. Ariel had never called him this late before; it must

The other end sounded chaotic, noisily unorganized. He could only faintly catch a place

the other side, Ariel held a steel pipe lightly coated with blood in one hand, while wiping her blood-stained other hand casually through her hair. Not minding the grit, she used the blood as if it were mousse to

The walls and floor bore new

be thankful this is China, where guns and ammunition are restricted. Otherwise, if this were abroad, not one of

but Ariel didn’t mind;

with Ariel now were not ordinary figures, but even the extraordinary characters felt

to smash the place, we’ll let bygones be bygones. Consider it a friendly skirmish — we won’t pursue your

Ariel placed the steel pipe in front of her,

of us down, you won’t leave this room. The brothers on the floor and the demolished room need

have any deep-seated hatred, and I do admire your skills. I truly don’t want us on opposite sides. Even if you don’t reveal who’s backing you, I

pipe to keep her