Chapter 1146 Sleep on the Ground Together Post Management

her jade buttocks; as his hands roamed over her body, unusual sensations spread throughout her body. Soon enough, she felt another part of her chest being touched by Xia Tian’s other hand, the tinglin...Chapter 1146 Sleeping on the Ground Post Management

This was a man in his thirties, with features somewhat similar to Bai Xiaolei. He was also robust and had darker skin, though not as dark as Bai Xiaolei's, whose complexion rivaled that of an African person. This man’s skin color could still be considered healthy.

Bai Xiaolei naturally recognized this individual; he was his eldest brother, Bai Dase.

In the Bai family, Bai Dase held a position of great significance. Not only was he an emerging star in Beijing's political sphere, but he was also almost always the decision-maker for major actions taken by the Bai family.

The reason why it’s said that he is nearly always the decision-maker is because Bai Xiaolei chose a path that most of Beijing’s aristocratic youth would rather avoid. Mixing with the underworld was considered beneath them and without any prestige, so Bai Xiaolei's actions were mostly his own decisions; Bai Dase neither supported nor interfered, while maintaining a certain distance from Bai Xiaolei.

But today, Bai Dase had come to confront him, solely because Bai Xiaolei’s current behavior completely exceeded what Bai Dase could tolerate. Furthermore, it made Bai Dase feel incredulous; previously, when Bai Xiaolei was making his way in the underworld, although it wasn’t entirely fitting for a Beijing nobleman's son, he wasn't causing wanton harm either. Generally speaking, it still benefited the Bai family, so Bai Dase had turned a blind eye.

But today, Bai Xiaolei did something that made Bai Dase feel incredibly foolish; when everyone in the city was waiting to see how events would unfold and looking forward to the summer’s spectacle, Bai Xiaolei actually proactively mixed with him. This was just pushing the entire Bai family into a dangerous situation!

"Boss, I'm merely doing something quite normal," said Bai Xiaolei calmly. "When my brother is in trouble, it's natural for me to help out; people who are in the underworld understand this principle very well."

"Third Brother, do you have a brain Summer is now heavily injured and has lost all his abilities. He can't even handle a few small gangsters! If he still had his medical skills, that would be one thing, but clearly he doesn’t; even Mu Han left him. Such an obvious situation, how could you not see it" Bai Dase was seething with anger. "It's evident now that Summer is virtually worthless. Countless people in the city want to see him dead, and they're all waiting for someone else to make the first move. Even those who don’t have a grudge against him are watching from the sidelines. Yet you proactively seek him out! Are you trying to make the Bai family become targets of other clans"

"Boss, people in the underworld emphasize righteousness above all else. Summer is not just nominally my brother; he also did me a huge favor. If it weren’t for him, Xiaomi would already be dead, and your nephew wouldn't have been born either. Normally when Summer doesn’t need help from me, I can stay out of it completely, but now that he's in his most difficult time, if I don’t step up to support him, then one day when something happens to me, my subordinates will likely treat me the same way."

"Ignorance!" Bai Dase said angrily: "This isn't a matter of righteousness, it's foolishness. You're leading yourself to a dead end and dragging our Bai family with you as well!"

"Boss, if there comes a day when I elevate the Bai family into one of the Four Great Families, you don’t need to thank me."

Bai Xiaolei remained calm, clearly not bothered by his boss's criticism.

"Third Brother, stop dreaming. Now, Xia Jia can barely fend for himself; do you really think he’s in a position to help you" Bai Dase snorted coldly. "You should quickly sever ties with Xia Jia now. Otherwise, you'd better cut all connections with the Bai family!"

"Very well then, Boss, I won't detain you any longer." Bai Xiaolei was straightforward and called out, "Someone, help me see this guest off."

Clearly, Bai Xiaolei's words indicated that he intended to cut ties with the Bai family.

"Third Brother, you will regret it!" Bai Dase said resentfully before turning around and leaving.

Watching his boss's departing figure, Bai Xiaolei muttered to himself: "Perhaps in a few days, it'll be you who regrets."

The 1314 room at the Capital City Grand Hotel

Xia Jia leaned against the headboard with a hotel menu in hand, but his eyes were fixed on Meier. She still stood by the window, pulling back the curtains to look outside through the glass.

The night had fallen, and Beijing was illuminated by dazzling lights that made it even more beautiful at night.

"Wife Meiyu, what would you like to eat" Xia Tian開口問道,此時他們還冇吃完飯呢。

"Fried rice."

"Fried rice" Xia Tian was a bit taken aback. "Wife Meiyu, do you only want to eat fried rice"

"I like eating fried rice."

Xia Tian finally found out what Meiyu liked for the first time and he called the service desk to order two plates of fried rice. Actually, he wasn’t a big fan of fried rice but since his wife only wanted to eat fried rice, he would accompany her.

"Wife Meiyu, why don't you come sit on my lap" Xia Tian asked again. This matter was quite annoying for him because ever since she entered the room, Meiyu hadn’t sat on his lap even once.

"I'm not used to sitting on someone's lap."

"But wife Meiyu, don't you sleep in a bed at night" Xia Tian couldn't help asking.

"I'm not used to sleeping in a bed."

Xia Tian was immediately disappointed. It seemed like his wish of sharing a bed with Wife Meiyu tonight might be difficult to achieve.

"Meir wife, where are you going to sleep tonight then" Xia Tian couldn't help but ask.

"I..." Meir finally turned her head and scanned the room as if looking for a place to sleep. Finally, she continued, "I'll sleep on the floor."

Xia Tian actually breathed a sigh of relief. At least Meir wife was still sleeping in this room; otherwise, he would really be at a loss.

A not-too-light and not-too-heavy knock sounded at the door then. Meir immediately moved to the door, her voice instantly becoming somewhat cold: "Who"

"I'm here with your food delivery," came a woman's voice from outside.

Meir opened the door and saw a female server standing outside, pushing a small cart that had two plates of fried rice on it.

"Miss, this is the fried rice you ordered. Please sign for it," the server said politely.

Meir signed the receipt and then took one plate in each hand as she turned to go back inside. At this moment, however, that seemingly ordinary female server suddenly pulled out a pistol from under the cart, her eyes brimming with murderous intent!

Two faint gunshots rang out; two bullets were fired from the suppressed pistol, heading straight for Meir's back. Yet Meir seemed completely unaware and continued to walk in holding the plates.

The server couldn't help but look smug upon seeing this scene, only to have her smugness turn into horror within three seconds.

A sharp pain shot through her hand as the gun suddenly vanished. In the next second, she felt a hard and cold object pressing against her skull—her own pistol.

"Who sent you" Mei'er asked icily. Within that split second, she had managed to place the fried rice on the table and snatch back her gun. At this moment, all she needed to do was pull the trigger to send this masqueraded assassin straight to hell.

"No one…" The waiter’s face turned deathly pale but he still refused to speak the truth with gritted teeth.

“Bang bang…” Gunfire erupted again, and another person suddenly appeared at the door, firing continuously into the room.

“Eh!” The waiter let out a bloodcurdling scream and fell onto the ground in a pool of his own blood. Mei'er had already rushed to Xia Tian’s side, scooped him up with one arm, dodged the bullets swiftly, and returned fire simultaneously.

A single gunshot rang out, followed by silence; the assassin at the door slumped to the floor. Yet, the room was now in shambles.

"Or should we look for a new place to stay" Mei'er asked after a few seconds of silence.

"Mei'er, even if we move, they'll find us soon anyway," Xia Tian didn’t want to change places.

“Alright then. I’ll have someone come and clean up,” Mei'er took out her phone and made a call.

“Come on, Mei’er, let’s eat.” Xia Tian said with a smile. Thankfully, the two servings of fried rice had been preserved without incident and could still be eaten.

Although there were two corpses at the door, it didn't affect Meier and Xia Tian's appetite in the slightest. The Dark Group personnel arrived quickly; while they were eating, they removed the bodies and tidied up Meier and Xia Tian’s room to look almost as it did before. By the time they finished eating, everything looked normal again, as if nothing had happened.

“Wife Meier, let's go to sleep.” Around nine o'clock, Xia Tian started coaxing Meier to go to bed.

“You can sleep first,” Meier said indifferently. She wasn’t standing by the window at this moment because it wasn't a safe choice to stand there when enemies could be anywhere.

“If you don't sleep, I won’t either.” Xia Tian didn’t really want to sleep; he just wanted to cuddle with Meier and go to bed together.

After thinking about it for a moment, Meier actually fell asleep. As she had said before, she simply lay on the floor, but her position was close to the big bed, clearly intending to protect Xia Tian who was sleeping in the bed.

"Okay, now you can sleep," Meier spoke up.

As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Tian found that Xia Tian had lain down next to her on the floor and one arm reached out toward her.

“What are you doing” Meier asked in annoyance.

"Wife Meier, since you're sleeping on the floor, I have to sleep on the floor too," Xia Tian replied. Secretly, he was thinking that if anyone came looking for trouble tonight, he would definitely kill their whole family! having trouble breathing, he finally let go of her cherry lips. By then, Princess Samara had already become limp and leaned weakly against Summer’s chest. Her stunning face was flushed red, looking r...