My Bloodthirty Husband Is So Gentle

Chapter 55: Who Touched Sheng Ye’s Baby?

“Your fall was very real, but you didn’t really get injured, right?”

“I’ve trained before in the martial arts parlor; I’ve mastered all sorts of falling techniques from all angles.” Jiang Jiusheng turned around and told Mo Bing, “Tell the director to continue filming the program.”

“They can continue tomorrow.” It wasn’t a live broadcast anyway.

“Continue today,” Jiang Jiusheng said, then explained her reason. “Liu Xu’s knee will recover by tomorrow.”

Mo Bing was speechless. My celebrity is really going all-out against Liu Xu.

Jiang Jiusheng really knows how to put someone in their place, Su Qing thought.

Half an hour later, the official account of Mad Dash published a message on Weibo: Running despite their wounds! @JiangJiusheng @LiuXu.

This production team is too much! They’re not letting my beloved husband Sheng Ye even though she fell down and her arm is injured!

Following that message, Jiang Jiusheng’s fans started another round of attacks by leaving comments in Liu Xu’s Weibo.

The filming ended at 8:00 p.m. Liu Xu’s knee had swollen profusely. Her assistant was using ice to give her a cold compress, and a moment of carelessness led to her exerting slightly too much pressure.

Liu Xu kicked her away. “Are you trying to kill me?!”

After enduring the pain for the entire afternoon of filming, Liu Xu was furious. She vented all her rage on her assistant.

Her assistant was a young lady who obviously feared Liu Xu. She put up with the pain and apologized in a low voice, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I—I’ll be gentler.”

Liu Xu shoved her away, enraged. “You’re stupid and clumsy. Get out of my sight!”

The assistant hurriedly picked up the cold compress and placed it on the table before going to stand at the side with her head lowered. However, Liu Xu’s rage could not be quelled, and she flung the ice bag on the floor after using it for a moment. “Are you stupid?! Why are you still standing there? Go get me some water!”

The assistant scrambled off to pour some water for her.

It was only a glass of water, yet Liu Xu was so angry that she smashed the glass fruit plate on the table. The shards scattered across the floor. At that moment, the door was pushed open, and a bark was heard.

Woof!

The two people in the room lifted their heads and saw Bomei standing at the door.

Liu Xu was still seething with anger, and everything displeased her. She glared harshly at the door. “Who brought their dog?”

The assistant examined the dog before whispering, “I think it’s Jiang Jiusheng’s.”

When she heard Jiang Jiusheng’s name, Liu Xu grew even more furious. “Chase it away.”

The assistant yelled at the dog. Jiang Bomei, however, refused to leave. It barked a few times, but even that wasn’t enough. Eventually, it ran into the room and started barking in Liu Xu’s face.

Woof! Woof! It was as if the dog were saying, I’m not scared of anyone besides my daddy!

Liu Xu was growing increasingly impatient. She grabbed the ashtray on the table and flung it at the dog. “Scram!”

Jiang Bomei dodged. It was growing angry as well, now, and bared its teeth.

Woof! Woof! Woof!

“Stupid dog!”

Liu Xu was furious that she had missed. She grabbed Bomei’s front legs and dragged the dog forward as she fumbled around the table for a pair of scissors with her other hand.

Woof—!

Jiang Jiusheng’s dressing room was three rooms away from Liu Xu’s. She had just emerged from changing and looked around the room when she asked Mo Bing, “Where’s Bomei?”

Mo Bing had gone out to make a call. Only a few seconds had passed before she had hung up, yet that little rascal had disappeared. She was puzzled, too. “It was drinking milk earlier.”

Jiang Jiusheng turned around and walked outside.

Mo Bing followed her. “What’s wrong?”

“Bomei is spoiled. It will be bullied by others.”

Jiang Jiusheng’s eyebrows were tightly knitted. It was rare to see her looking so stern.

Mo Bing looked at a few of the scratch marks Jiang Bomei had left on her arm. Spoiled? Are you sure Bomei isn’t actually fierce and malicious?

Mo Bing was not concerned in the least. “Don’t worry,” she said. “That little dog’s claws aren’t clipped. It’s an impressive specimen.”