Crippled Master's Young Wife

Two figures were hanging on two towering trees a hundred meters away.    

Below them was a bottomless abyss. If a person fell down, they would definitely be crushed into pieces.    

The child's cries echoed in the mountains one after another.    

Xia Ling bit her lips and stared at Du Ende hatefully. She did not expect him to be so crazy as to hang her and baby on two trees.    

Du Ende's words flashed in her mind.    

He said he would see who Fu Yuntine would save first.    

How could this vicious man be so abnormal!    

"Du Ende, are you still human? Even if you hate my husband, baby is your biological son. Why are you doing this to him?"    

"Du Ende, you useless trash. You only know how to bully women and children. If you have the ability, come at me."    

"Du Ende, you have really changed my worldview. You are the best of the best among scum!"    

... ""    

Xia Ling scolded Du Ende and vented the anger in her heart.    

Du Ende's expression was dark as he looked in Xia Ling's direction. He suddenly squatted down and untied the rope tied to a rock.    

Xia Ling's body fell down rapidly, scaring her and making her scream.    

"Ah!"    

Damn Du Ende, was he going to fall and kill her now?    

Xia Ling closed her eyes and felt the wind blowing by her ears.    

After a moment, her body finally stopped moving.    

Xia Ling opened her eyes and saw that she had fallen more than ten meters.    

"Smelly woman, why don't you scold me again?"    

Du Ende stared at Xia Ling sinisterly, "If you scold me again, I will send you to hell first!"    

Xia Ling pursed her red lips and glared at him hatefully.    

This kind of scum would definitely die a horrible death!    

At this time, the sound of the plane's roar came from above.    

Xia Ling's heart jumped and her gaze locked tightly onto the plane.    

Was it Fu Yuntine who came?    

The plane landed steadily and the cabin opened. Fu Yuntine's tall figure walked out.    

From afar, one could not see the expression on his face, but one could clearly feel his cold aura as he walked.    

Xia Ling bit her lips and did her best to suppress the sound she wanted to call out to him so that he would not be distracted.    

"Uncle."    

Du Weijia cried and called Fu Yuntine.    

Fu Yuntine's dark eyes looked into the distance. When he saw the two people hanging on the trees, his entire body was filled with hostility. His handsome face was full of gloominess.    

His gaze swept across Du Ende with a malicious intent, as if he wanted to break his corpse into pieces.    

Du Ende looked at him and played with the sharp knife in his hand. He said coldly, "Fu Yuntine, you are here?"    

"The money and the plane are ready. Let them go."    

Fu Yuntine did not say much. He threw a big box in front of Du Ende and said in a deep voice.    

Du Ende played with the sharp knife and slowly squatted down. "Step back. Don't come any closer."    

He wanted to check the money first.    

When the check was done, the good show was about to begin.    

Fu Yuntine did not pay attention to Du Ende. His eyes were fixed on the two people who were hanging on the trees. His fists were clenched so hard that cracking sounds could be heard.    

If Du Ende was scheming, perhaps he would not be able to save both of them at the same time.    

He only hoped that everything went smoothly.    

"Ok, Fu Yuntine, let's play a game."    

Du Ende closed the box with satisfaction. "See, one of them is your wife now. The other is your first love's son. Who do you care about more? If I let go of their ropes at the same time, who would you save first? "    

Fu Yuntine had caused him a lot of trouble. Today, he had to teach him a lesson!    

"Du Ende, are you still human? baby is your biological son!"    

"Who knows! Fu Manyun that stinky wife has always been thinking about you. Who knows, this bastard might be yours! "    

Du Ende walked to the big rock with the rope tied to it and stood still. His face was full of abnormal joy.