The Rough Hunter's Little Lucky Wife

Chapter 249 - 249 Revenge

249 Revenge

“Go to sleep.”

Zhao Zhan rested his chin on the top of her head, his eyes looking into the distance.

Zhao Zhan waited until the person in his arms was breathing slowly before he gently pulled his arm out from under her head. Then, he tucked her in and kissed her gently on the forehead.

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes and onto the bridge of Yue Jiaojiao’s nose.

Zhao Zhan used his warm fingertips to carefully wipe away the tears. He looked at her in a daze, then went to the kitchen to get the things he had just prepared and left.

The Lantern Festival had ended a long time ago, and there was no one left on the street celebrating. Only his footsteps echoed in the night.

It started to rain.

When the rain hit Zhao Zhan’s face, he didn’t even blink. He didn’t even feel cold. There was a raging fire in his chest that burned his vision with each step.

Before they found the manor, he and Fang Tianliu followed the officers to check out the other two places that had a fire in Huai County.

After that, he calmed down and split up with Fang Tianliu. They went to the place where the two women were captured and asked around. In the end, they ended up in the western part of the city and lost the clue.

Just as he was planning to search the entire western part of the city, a house caught on fire.

There was an officer who was very familiar with the Fang family. After discovering that the house was on fire, he and Fang Tianliu immediately went to follow a few officers there.

Then, he found the shoe his lover had left at the corner of the door.

Only God knew what he was feeling at that time.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhan’s footsteps stopped. He raised his eyes to look at the house that stood quietly in the night. He walked around it, put the stool he had been carrying all the way to the wall, stepped on it, and climbed over the wall.

Shang, who had been picked up from his bed in his sleep, was covered with a bag and dragged out of his bed like a dead pig before he could even open his eyes and scream.

Before he could even let out his first wail, Zhao Zhan had already used a piece of cloth to tightly bind his mouth through the pocket.

No one had expected Zhao Zhan to return at the dead of night.

That night, they had put out the fire and dealt with the officers. They had searched for a long time for the two women who had escaped. At this time, everyone in the entire house, whether it was the guards or Shang, had fallen asleep from exhaustion.

Zhao Zhan dragged Shang all the way to the main gate.

The guard who was guarding the door leaned against the wall and was sleeping soundly. Zhao Zhan’s eyes seemed to have been filled with flames as he strode over to the guard and tied him up in the same way as before, and then left him next to Shang.

In less than two hours, people would appear on the streets one after another.

Zhao Zhan treated the house like a mountain. Everyone here was his prey tonight.

The raindrops gradually became heavier, and the movement in the house was silently drowned out by the sound of the rain before it could spread out.

The dark clouds even delayed the appearance of the sunlight.

When the sky gradually brightened and the rain stopped, the man who sold sesame seed cakes in the western part of the city hunched over and pushed the cart with great effort. When he reached the door, he looked up and immediately knelt on the ground. Then, he rolled and crawled to the county office.

Yue Jiaojiao woke up with a light pat. She raised her head and saw Zhao Zhan’s chin, which was covered in a layer of stubble.

“Zhao Zhan.”

Her throat was dry and itchy, and Yue Jiaojiao couldn’t help but cough a few times.

“What’s wrong?” When Zhao Zhan heard the voice, he hurriedly lowered his head and took a cup of water that was placed at the side. “Have some water.”