Chapter 438: Anger Directed at the Winner

She did not know why she was actually anticipating something.

She anticipated if he would be flare up after she still refused to leave with him after he had pushed all of the casino's chips in front of her. Would he directly take out a gun and kill her?

She had sworn never to commit suicide, but if he killed her, it did not concern her anymore.

In a flash, she thought about her baby. Unfortunately, she could not die yet. She habitually placed her hand on her lower abdomen and protected her child with a gentle posture.

Du Yunfeng was still hollering about something, but Xia Ling stopped paying attention a while ago. She quietly looked at the increasing pile of chips in front of her. The entire casino was alarmed, and everyone came to watch. Some people even started to persuade him against it, but due to his status, they did not dare to pull him away.

Until suddenly, a fist heavily punched him in the face.

The crowd was taken aback and dispersed.

The man who suddenly barged in did not speak. He attacked Du Yunfeng with continual punches and slammed him to the ground. However, the man did not stop there. Like a ferocious lion, he continued to attack him until he was half dead. As for Du Yunfeng, he immediately reacted and started fighting with the other man.

"Chairman Du! Chairman Pei! Stop fighting!" The casino manager anxiously urged them.

Xia Ling finally clearly saw who the man was. It turned out it was Pei Ziheng.

When did he come? She remembered that he forbade himself to step foot into a casino.

Xia Ling stood up and looked at Pei Ziheng. His appearance made her feel like he was a stranger. He was like a deranged, angry lion who only wanted to tear his enemy into pieces as he continued to punch Du Yunfeng's face and body. His blows were strong, and there was a dull sound with every punch.

She even heard the sound of bones breaking.

Only then did she realize that he was really being lenient when he imprisoned and tortured her that year.

The casino manager was about to go crazy. He called two security officers to pull Pei Ziheng away, but he had trained with the best personal trainers since a young age, and his fighting skills were top-notch. Raging, he was able to break away from the people trying to stop him.

"Stop fighting. If you continue fighting, someone might die!" The manager worriedly yelled.

The people in the surrounding crowd gradually changed their expressions. Some hesitated although they initially wanted to stop the fight. In the end, they shrank back at the sight of the crazily violent Pei Ziheng.

Jin Yifei quickly grabbed Xia Ling's wrist. "Xiao Ling, quickly advise him to stop. If this continues, someone will die!"

Xia Ling stumbled in front and said, "Pei Ziheng, stop fighting."

However, Pei Ziheng seemed to ignore her and continued to beat Du Yunfeng to death. Du Yunfeng's body was already curled up like a dried sea shrimp. He protected his head with his arms, trying to minimize the damage, but even Xia Ling could tell that he could not hold on for much longer.

The Du family's bodyguards arrived and rushed up to help him. At the start, they tried to pull Pei Ziheng away in futility. In the shoving, a bodyguard punched him very hard.

Pei Ziheng snorted, but he disregarded it and continued to punch Du Yunfeng's body relentlessly.

The bodyguard panicked. As he could not pull him away, he could only try his best to attack him. However, Pei Ziheng was on a rampage and only cared about beating Du Yunfeng to death. After a few rounds, Pei Ziheng was also wounded.

Xia Ling's face turned pale. If this continued, the consequences would be unspeakable.

After seeing the opponent's bodyguards hitting Pei Ziheng, without thinking much, she immediately rushed over and tried to stop the fight. In her past life when she was in the orphanage, she was a skilled fighter. A small girl like her could fight with a group of large boys without a problem. Furthermore, she later learned some self-defense techniques from Pei Ziheng.

She thought that stopping the fight would not be difficult.

However, at that moment, she forgot that she was now Ye Xingling and was pregnant. Her movements were cumbersome, and her moves and speed were not up to par. Not only did she fail to pull the few men who were fighting apart, someone heavily punched her shoulders. She gasped and was covered in cold sweat.

"Xiao Ling!" Pei Ziheng realized that something was not right. He let go of Du Yunfeng and immediately protected her in his arms.

After that, with murderous intent, he started to lunge at the bodyguard who accidentally hit her.

"Stop fighting!" Xia Ling resisted the pain and held him tightly. "Pei Ziheng, stop acting crazy!"

He did not speak as he still wanted to attack that bodyguard. However, in that instant, the surrounding people and bodyguards started to quickly protect Du Yunfeng and separated him from the other end of the casino.

Xia Ling held on to Pei Ziheng. Her shoulder was aching as she groaned in pain. "Take me to heal my injury... I think that my bones are broken."

Pei Ziheng looked coldly at Du Yunfeng one last time before carrying her and striding out of the casino.

He carried her back to their room and placed her on the deep blue silk satin bed. Then, he took off her shirt to reveal her injured shoulder. There was a large purple scar on her shoulders, darkening her pale skin. It was such a dreadful sight that even Xia Ling was shocked.

Pei Ziheng's expression darkened as he lightly and carefully touched her wound.

As she grimaced in pain, he immediately removed his hand.

"Does it hurt?"

Xia Ling nodded and looked at him in fear.

He gently said, "Tolerate it for a while. Let me see if you've hurt your bones." After that, he reached out even more carefully than before to check her injury.

Xia Ling did not dare to move or breathe as he carefully examined her body.

She was half undressed. The smooth skin that had not been exposed in front of him for a long time was unobstructed, and she could feel his breath brush against her face. His slightly rough fingers moved back and forth on her skin, giving her a sense of madness. Not only was there a sharp pain when he touched her wound, but it also reminded her of her tumultuous past, as if she could never escape and was plunged into a world of darkness and fear.

It was like a century passed.

He finally straightened his body. "Fortunately, you didn't hurt your bones. However, to ensure that nothing is wrong, I will take you for an X-ray when we go home."

Xia Ling was relieved and nodded.

He looked at her face. "Does it hurt a lot?"

Startled, Xia Ling frantically shook her head. It was not pain. She just did not know how to deal with his touch. Even though she knew that he was just checking the wound and not hurting her, she had already developed a deep and intrinsic fear of him.

He said, "Don't rush up in the future. What if you injure yourself?"

Xia Ling replied, "Ok." However, she understood that if it happened again, she would probably rush up as she did before. It was really depressing to think about it. No matter how much she feared him, once she saw him in danger, she could not be a bystander. Was this a sign of Stockholm Syndrome from the past? She did not know.

Pei Ziheng turned around and left. He made a room call and soon, he brought over a bottle of medication. "I'll apply the medication for you."