My Wife Is A Ghost Exorciser

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Song Dong Ming looked at Chu Lian, his eyes had a deadened look in them before he turned away to stare at the wall opposite him. Miss her? He wouldn't miss her even if the Devil asked him to do so.

Chu Lian's lips twitched as she pursed them in an evil sneer and looked at Song Dong Ming with a contemptuous glance. " You are still the same Brother Song, haughty, stubborn and inflexible. If only you would have agreed to let me in your life, you wouldn't have been in such a situation like this," she looked around at the broken and clogged toilet seat and scrunched her nose up in disgust. " You still have time to agree with my proposal, Brother Song. Just agree to marry me, and then I will take you out of this hell… do you really want to live in this smelly basement all your life? I don't think that's a wise decision. What do you say?"

" And what about the smell of the blood that comes from your hands?" said Song Dong Ming as he carelessly glanced at Chu Lian, whose face twisted in an ugly expression. " What are we going to do about that? Are you going to change your hands or you are going to wash them in the river full of acid?"

" What are you talking about, brother Song? When did I kill anyone? My hands are as clean as yours or anyone else. I have never picked a knife to drive in anyone's heart." said Chu Lian as she bent down and tried to touch Song Dong Ming's face but the latter snarled and opened his mouth to bite the hand that was trying to touch him.

Seeing that he was actually thinking about hurting her, Chu Lian pulled back and looked at the dirty man in front of her and clenched her fingers. " You.. really don't know when to forfeit, do you, Brother Song? Have you ever thought about what would happen to your kids, if you continue acting like this.. Don't forget that if I can  be cruel enough to you then I can be cruel to those bastards who should have never been born in this world!"

" You can try," was all Song Dong Ming said as he picked on his tattered clothes. " But you won't because if you do then you wouldn't be able to get any more blood from me, you need it right? For whatever voodoo thing you have to do? Without my blood you won't be Madam Song and your daughter wouldn't be the young  miss of the Song family, she will become a bastard like she is…"

The sound of a crisp slap echoed in the basement and Song Dong Ming laughed as he rubbed his right cheek and he looked at Chu Lian whose expression was full of twisted malevolence. He sneered and leaned forward by putting his arm on his knee as he hissed angrily, " The truth hurts, doesn't it? You think that you are all that great because you are dressed up in that expensive dress, sleeping in the manor that I made for my Juan'er?" He pointed his finger to himself and snorted. "It's all me, the reason that you can enjoy the comfort is because of me, and I am warning you, Chu Lian, if you try to hurt my children, I don't mind dying, you can kill me like you killed Juan'er but I promise before I die, I will drag you with me somehow. So, you and your daughter, better stay away from my children, because no matter how good your life might be, you will have to pay for all the lives you have destroyed."

Chu Lian wished she could say something in response but she couldn't… because Song Dong Ming was right. She indeed needed him to stay alive for her to lead a better life, if Song Dong Ming was to kill himself then she was afraid that she will have a hard time increasing her hold of the Song Corporation. Right now, there were still a lot of employees who were loyal to Song Dong Ming and were only working in the company because of Song Dong Ming's face, before she finds a good replacement for those employees who can take over their workload, she has to make sure that Song Dong Ming stay alive.

Even if she wanted to kill Song Yan, she would have to wait for a while now. Back then the luck snatching array leeched off all her luck and she was on the verge of getting the entire control over the company but then it broke and everything else went down the drain.

Now she couldn't kill Song Yan until she get through the obstacles she got in case the array had broken down.

" I get it," said Chu Lian as she took out a bug syringe from her bag and handed it to An Na. " Your children are still alive and unharmed, so you better stay put Brother Song. Now we wouldn't want them to lose an arm or leg because of your stubbornness, will we? So, act like a good child and don't make a fuss."

Song Dong Ming glared at her but he didn't pull his hand away when An Na forcefully tugged at his arm and without even the slightest bit of care or consideration for him shoved the needle inside his skin before drawing a syringe full of blood. Song Dong Ming stared at the syringe that was getting filled with his blood and for one wild moment, he thought about breaking it in half but then Song Yan and Song Lingyan's faces flashed in front of his eyes and he stopped.

He knew that Chu Lian wasn't joking, if she said it, she will really hurt his children and that was something that he would never want. So, even though he felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, he stayed silent and watched An Na fill the syringe with his blood.

Once the syringe was full, An Na took the needle out and with air similar to that of a dog rushing towards its master with the ball it was asked to catch, she handed the syringe to Chu Lian who took it in her hands and carefully put it in her bag. This was her ticket to a good life, she can't let even a drop spill.

After putting the syringe away, she turned to look at Song Dong Ming who looked pale and weakened before she pursed her lips and asked, " Do you regret what you did Brother Song?"

" I do."