Quick Transmigration: The Pregnant Little Fairy is Pampered by the Heirless Boss

Chapter 315 Era: XCMG's Simple-minded Wife 19

Since the incident involving Ji Hongmei, Ji Xiaosong has been under even closer protection from Xu Weidong.

He would not leave Ji Xiaosong unless absolutely necessary.

A month passed like this, and it seemed that everything had returned to normal.

Six o'clock in the morning, at the steel plant's residential compound.

When Ji Xiaosong went out carrying her shopping basket, it was just getting light.

She arrived an hour earlier than usual.

Xu Weidong went to the provincial capital a few days ago to report on the progress of the "Great Wall No. 1" special steel. She had to hurry to put the newly knitted woolen knee pads into his luggage before he returned.

As soon as I reached the alley entrance, the hairs on the back of my neck suddenly stood on end.

Someone is watching her.

Ji Xiaosong didn't stop walking, humming an off-key rendition of "Ode to the Red Plum Blossom," but her fingers secretly reached for the newly bought rolling pin in the basket.

This jujube wood rolling pin is three times heavier than usual. She specially commissioned an old carpenter to make it, and the handle is wrapped with non-slip hemp rope.

"Comrade Xiao Song!"

A deliberately lowered voice came from the shadows at the base of the wall.

Xiao Wang from the publicity department suddenly appeared, a fake smile plastered on his face, but a manic light gleaming in his eyes.

Today he wore a brand new blue work uniform, with even the top button fastened tightly. His hair was combed slicked back and he was carrying a net bag containing two cans of oranges and a piece of pork belly wrapped in straw paper. This was considered a generous gift in the 1970s.

"Oh dear, Comrade Xiao Wang!"

Ji Xiaosong gave a simple, honest smile, but his fingers gripped the rolling pin even tighter. "Where are you going so early?"

Xiao Wang looked around, then suddenly stepped forward: "Could we speak in private? About... Hongmei."

His voice was extremely low, trembling nervously, "She...she's innocent!"

Ji Xiaosong blinked, looking innocent: "Isn't Sister Hongmei under house arrest? The police have already closed the case."

"Those two thugs were bribed!"

Xiao Wang's eyes suddenly became bloodshot, and the cans in the mesh bag rattled loudly. "I checked, Pockmarked Face's mother suddenly got ten jin of national grain coupons! Skinny Monkey's family suddenly got a bicycle out of nowhere!"

He suddenly grabbed Ji Xiaosong's wrist. "It was you! It must have been you who designed this!"

Ji Xiaosong was "startled" and shrank back, causing the vegetable basket to "accidentally" tip over, scattering potatoes and carrots all over the ground.

As she crouched down to pick it up, her right hand had already quietly reached into Xiao Wang's trouser leg for something else.

It was a wrench, and it still smelled of machine oil from the workshop.

“Comrade Xiao Wang,” she looked up, her eyes suddenly becoming deep, “where did you go last Wednesday night?”

Xiao Wang froze.

He did sneak into Ji Xiaosong's house that night and buried something under the windowsill...

"me……"

"Is it...?" Ji Xiaosong slowly stood up, then suddenly raised her voice, "...that's where you buried rat poison?!"

The last three words resounded like thunder through the alley in the early morning.

Several elderly women who were emptying their spittoons early in the morning immediately looked over.

Xiao Wang's face turned deathly pale instantly: "What nonsense are you spouting!"

Ji Xiaosong suddenly pulled out a package wrapped in oil paper from the bottom of the basket: "What's this? I dug it up this morning!"

She unfolded the oil paper, revealing a half-packet of light red powder inside. "Should we ask someone from the factory's laboratory to take a look?"

Xiao Wang's legs began to tremble.

That's impossible! He clearly saw Ji Xiaosong mix that packet of "sugar" with water and drink it the day before yesterday...

"You...you didn't..."

"not dead?"

Ji Xiaosong leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Because I already replaced the real goods you buried with brown sugar."

She suddenly screamed at the top of her lungs, "Help! Xiao Wang from the propaganda department is trying to poison me!"

Xiao Wang has completely lost his mind.

He yanked out a wrench and smashed it into Ji Xiaosong's stomach: "You bitch! I'll teach you..."

"Crack!"

The rolling pin struck his wrist precisely, and the sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.

The wrench flew three meters away. Before Xiao Wang could recover from the excruciating pain, he was kicked hard in the knee and fell to his knees on the potatoes scattered on the ground.

"Ouch!"

While crying, Ji Xiaosong "panicked" backed away, but her toe "accidentally" ran over Xiao Wang's finger. "Murder! Xiao Wang is going to kill a pregnant woman!"

The entire residential compound was alarmed.

When Aunt Zhang rushed out with a spittoon, she saw Xiao Wang crawling towards the alley entrance with his face covered in blood, leaving a trail of blood mixed with urine behind him.

Meanwhile, Ji Xiaosong, who was "terrified," stood there "helplessly," with a rolling pin lying at her feet and bloodstains on her blue cloth clothes from the "struggle."

The perfect victim.

Security Department of the Steel Plant.

Xiao Wang, bound hand and foot to a chair, screamed hysterically, "She's faking it! That country girl knows kung fu! Last night she even... she even..."

He suddenly fell silent.

Ji Xiaosong was being helped in by the female workers. Her pale face was streaked with tears, and her cotton-padded jacket, which showed her pregnant belly, was adorned with a badge that read "Model Worker".

The head of security slammed his fist on the table and shouted, "You beast! You even beat a pregnant woman!"

"No! She..."

Suddenly, Xiao Wang noticed Ji Xiaosong's hand hidden behind everyone's back. Her slender fingers were drawing an arc in the air, just like the "ghostly" gesture he had seen under the moonlight when he sneaked into the Xu family last night...

"Ghost... ghost!"

Xiao Wang completely broke down, his crotch soaked again. "She's not human! She can fly! She's standing on the roof beam, smiling at me!"

Everyone shook their heads and sighed, "They've gone mad, completely mad."

Ji Xiaosong leaned weakly on Aunt Zhang's shoulder, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the files spread out on the security department's desk.

The diary found in Xiao Wang's dormitory was filled with densely packed, morbidly obsessive love for Ji Hongmei, and...

The plan to make Xu Weidong "die unexpectedly".

well.

She subtly curled the corners of her lips into a smile.

Now they've even gathered enough charges to warrant the death penalty.

The train platform at dusk.

Xu Weidong heard the news as soon as he got off the train.

When he rushed to the security office, a police car was already escorting Xiao Wang away.

The once refined propaganda officer now resembled a true madman, roaring at Ji Xiaosong through the iron bars: "You vile woman! You'll get what's coming to you..."

"boom!"

Xu Weidong punched the police car's hood, instantly denting a piece of the metal.

His eyes were so cold they could freeze someone to death: "Say one more word, and I'll kill you right now."

The entire courtyard was completely silent.

Even the police officers silently took a half step back. This usually taciturn man was now like a beast that had been provoked.

In the infirmary, Ji Xiaosong was sipping brown sugar water.

Upon seeing Xu Weidong enter, she immediately transformed into a frightened little rabbit: "Brother Weidong..."

The doctor tactfully withdrew and gently closed the door behind him.

Xu Weidong knelt on one knee in front of the hospital bed and lifted her clothes.

The arm, which should have been fair, was now covered in bruises.

That was when Ji Xiaosong deliberately bumped into the door frame during their "fight" this morning.

"Who did this?" His voice was hoarse.

"Little Wang, he..."

"not him."

Xu Weidong suddenly pulled something out of his pocket—it was the packet of "rat poison," which had already been opened. "I tested the real thing this morning; it's a laxative."

He ran his fingertips over the bruises on her stomach. "You did this yourself."

Ji Xiaosong's heart skipped a beat.

"why?"

"because……"

She suddenly wrapped her arms around Xu Weidong's neck and whispered in his ear, "He wrote in his diary that he wanted you to 'die on the way back to the provincial capital.'"

Xu Weidong's muscles tensed instantly.

"So you..."

"Mmm." Ji Xiaosong nuzzled his nose. "Only I can bully my man."

As dusk settled outside the window, the last ray of sunlight shone through the blue curtains onto the jujube wood rolling pin by the bedside, where dark red bloodstains were faintly visible, though they had been wiped clean.

Xu Weidong suddenly picked her up and carried her out, wrapping her in his military overcoat.

"Where are you going?"

"go home."

He whispered, biting her earlobe, "I'll show you... what real 'bullying' is."

Under the moonlight, their shadows overlapped tightly.

On the clothesline in the family compound, the blood-stained blue trousers fluttered in the wind, with half a blood-soaked piece of paper sticking out of the pocket. It was a detailed plan by Xiao Wang about how to murder Xu Weidong, which he hadn't had time to destroy.

Now, it will only become another piece of evidence against the madman.

However, none of that matters, because the steel plant where Xu Weidong works has encountered new troubles.