My Youth Began With Him

Huo Mian was quite confident in dealing with someone as stupid as Zhao Qingya.

Sure enough, at her urging, Zhao Qingya ran out with the bag of powder.

Su Yu was weaker after taking two lashes of the whip.

After Zhao Qingya was gone, Huo Mian took out her medical kit and sterilized the wounds for Su Yu.

Gritting his teeth, Su Yu didn’t make a sound even though he was in pain. Instead, he felt warm inside as he watched Huo Mian dress his wounds again, taking care of him.

“Mian, don’t mind me…”

“Shut up. Don’t pull that bullshit with me…”

When Huo Mian was angry, she could be scary.

Pudding and Little Bean were afraid to see their mother’s solemn face.

“I…”

Before he could continue, Huo Mian tightened her grip on his wound.

“Auch…” In pain, Su Yu frowned slightly.

“Zhao Qingya is afraid to die and will drug Mr. Yu. I don’t care how much drugs she puts in him… In a while, she’ll come and lead us out of here… Su Yu, we’ll leave this place and get home safe. I believe my husband and Yan won’t be in danger even if they can’t defeat that woman. After we get out of here, you call Grandpa Su and ask him to send an army here and blow up these psychos.”

Huo Mian hated that woman’s guts and began to talk without stopping like a child.

Su Yu smiled and reached out to smooth the fallen hair on her forehead back. But he stopped himself in time. He didn’t dare to break the rules between them, not before and definitely not now.

“Okay, I’ll listen to you. Our Dr. Huo is the smartest person and can always come up with a solution,” Su Yu said tenderly.

As Huo Mian expected, Zhao Qingya returned in less than ten minutes. Mr. Y was easy to deal with. Most of the time, he was either doing drugs or sleeping with the young models; when Zhao Qingya entered his room, he had just had sex with the models and was exhausted. With faked concern, Zhao Qingya brought him a glass of water with Huo Mian’s anesthetic in it. Even though Y got her out of the prison, she had lived a miserable life. If Huo Mian fulfilled her promise and gave her a new identity and a new life, she might be able to get married and have children, living an ordinary person’s life. So, she put all the powder into the water.

Y had never imagined that Zhao Qingya would rebel against him in this place, so he drank the water without thinking.

In less than one minute, he fell asleep and his breathing got even shallower.

With his token, the lighter with the symbol of the Doomsday Death God, Zhao Qingya returned to the shed.

“Miss Zhao.”

“At Young Madam’s order, I’m here to take the two prisoners out.”

Zhao Qingya showed them the lighter confidently.

The guards exchanged a look and believed her

“Miss Zhao, where’s Mr. Y?”

“He’s still sleeping. If you wake him up now, you’ll know the consequences.”

Zhao Qingya threatened the minions.

“Okay. Do you need us to help you?”

“No. Someone will meet us there. I’ll take them there.”

She opened the door and glanced at Huo Mian, saying coldly, “Our master wants to transfer you to another place. Follow me.”

Pleased, Huo Mian knew her plan worked.

Immediately, she helped Su Y up and walked out of the shed.

Without a word, Zhao Qingya led them out of the enclosure of bamboo cottages.

“How long will it take us to reach the nearest town?” Huo Mian was fatigued; after all, she was pregnant and would be in labor soon.