The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension

After returning the monkey and Jin Dachuan to their office, Song Moting and Jiang Xiaoxiao took Tang Yuan home.

Both of them felt a bit heavy-hearted.

Song Moting is such a smart person, and from just what happened and Tang Yuan's words, he instantly understood that Fang Xiaohui was not an ordinary person.

When the monkey first started his business, it thrived, and no one could take a dime from him, but ever since Fang Xiaohui arrived, the monkey has been losing consistently.

The world has become too surreal now.

His wife's peculiarities were already troubling enough for him, and now there was a son with innate abilities.

And to top it off, their arch-nemeses were all talented individuals with exceptional skills.

How are ordinary people supposed to survive?

Jiang Xiaoxiao was more resigned to it.

His wife was innately kind-hearted, with a compassionate nature meant for healing others—a doctor's noble character.

Xiao Xiao's abilities could save more people, and possessing power wouldn't bring harm to the world.

And it's even more impossible for Tang Yuan.

But Fang Xiaohui, she's truly harmful.

Song Moting pressed his lips tightly together.

He deeply considered whether he should find an opportunity to eliminate Fang Xiaohui.

Even if Jiang Xiaoxiao could only guess, she knew what Song Moting was thinking and gripped his hand, "Don't!"

Song Moting reversed his hold on Jiang Xiaoxiao's small hand, delicate and warm, always comforting his heart.

"Don't what?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao glanced at their son, who was clueless, as Tang Yuan played with his toy gun in the back seat.

This little boy was almost born with a natural sensitivity to mechanical motion.

He's a person who can infer many things from one point.

Jiang Xiaoxiao thought that as Tang Yuan grew up, he would likely follow in Song Moting's footsteps.

She felt pained, but what could she do?

Tang Yuan's life shouldn't be constrained; everyone's life should be free.

He should be allowed to make his own choices.

As a mother, she couldn't be dictatorial.

Restricting Tang Yuan under the guise of acting in his best interest.

"We don't know what's going on with Fang Xiaohui now, we can't act recklessly. If we move hastily and Fang Xiaohui escapes, there'll be endless trouble. Don't forget, the two of us have several families depending on us. We can't just act on impulse and risk it all."

Jiang Xiaoxiao was more worried that Fang Xiaohui had more tricks up her sleeve.

If they failed, it could spell catastrophe for many people.

Fang Xiaohui dared to attack strangers, let alone the thorns in her side like them.

Song Moting remained silent.

He couldn't confidently guarantee that nothing would go wrong.

The world is unpredictable, and accidents happen.

"It's okay, I'll take it slow and eventually find an opportunity, don't worry! I won't act rashly, and I'll ensure everyone's safety."

Song Moting rubbed her fingers; there were still two babies in Xiao Xiao's belly. Now really wasn't the best time.

What if Fang Xiaohui was backed into a corner?

Jiang Xiaoxiao and the children could be in danger.

"What I'm worried about is that Fang Xiaohui is becoming more and more violent. I suspect the simultaneous deaths of five patients at the tumor hospital are related to her. If so, this woman is harboring murderous intent and might start a killing spree in the future.

What I fear most is Grandpa and Grandma. They're too close to Fang Xiaohui. The last incident with Grandma was suspicious; her temperament changed too suddenly. I always feel that Fang Xiaohui is up to something."

Jiang Xiaoxiao believed Fang Xiaohui had other methods.

"Don't worry, Grandma has found a nice yard, just two stops from the hospital. There's a whole set of seven or eight courtyard houses owned by an individual, an old acquaintance of Grandma. After reclaiming them from previous hardships, they've been held onto.

It's an uneasy feeling, and Grandma wants them, so the owner is willing to sell.

Grandma said you were also asking her to look into courtyard houses. If your parents want to, we can buy them together and have the in-laws live nearby, making visits convenient."

Jiang Xiaoxiao was pleasantly surprised.

"That would be wonderful! If that happens, everyone living together will ensure safety. Then we can have Brother Jin and some others move to those courtyard houses too. I don't believe Fang Xiaohui could still cause trouble there."

What Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't say was that once she returned home, she would give each person some of her pills to carry with them. If anything unexpected happened, they should take a pill immediately.

Whether it was bad luck or physical symptoms, it was crucial to ensure personal safety first.

Although there was no concrete evidence to prove that the accidents around Qin Dazhuang were Fang Xiaohui's doing.

Such matters must be guarded against. You can't wait for something to happen to act; by then, it'd be too late.

Once home, Tang Yuan happily went to find Baozi, his brother, who also had a day off today.

Song Moting took a glance at the harmonious figures of the two young boys.

He couldn't help but form his own plans. Although the two children were three and four years old, they couldn't be left to grow wildly like this.

As a father, he must ensure that his kids at least have the ability to protect themselves.

With such significant changes occurring, letting the children play naively leaves them vulnerable to any danger, which would be the worst outcome.

The last incident with the kidnappers showed that if it hadn't been for an unexpected kind-hearted person showing up.

Who knows what would have happened to the three children?

Just counting on Bai Yiyi and a scalpel?

Could it really threaten those kidnappers?

At that time, the kidnappers would likely abandon the so-called Sister Hua but would keep these children. After getting caught, it's a severe crime. Even if it isn't a death penalty during this era of severe punishment, it would still result in decades behind bars.

People die for wealth as birds die for food; everyone understands this principle.

Tang Yuan and Baozi had no idea that their father had already arranged a special destiny for them.

From the next day on, every morning at 5:00, Song Moting would wake them up.

From that day forward, each morning, the two sleepy little chubby boys would energetically follow behind their father on the streets for a run. At such an early hour, the streets were almost empty, and they would end up sweaty from head to toe.

They didn't understand what their father aimed to do, but they were enthusiastic.

Not that they were masochistic, but because Song Moting promised them that if they trained hard enough, he would take them to a shooting range to try shooting.

Every boy dreams of the military.

Going to the shooting range was the dream of the two little chubbies, and with this opportunity, they were doing their utmost.

Jiang Xiaoxiao watched her two sons rapidly slimming down, feeling both pained yet helpless except to enhance their diet.

She didn't exhibit any soft-hearted maternal sympathy, knowing the tense situation now.

For the family's safety, what Song Moting did was indeed right.