A Husband For Killer Mom

That’s why Ling Meng said nothing and agreed to her request.

“I want to shower first, and then I’ll find the perfect mission for you.”

Anxia only mumbled ‘hm’ in response, then turned on the television and set a random channel.

Ling Meng took off her clothes and turned on the warm water inside the bathroom.

She let the warm water run from head to toe while relaxing her tense muscles.

Prior to this, she had a mission to hack cyber security at a union in north Africa. And just yesterday, she managed to hack it after struggling in front of the computer for almost three months.

Ling Meng’s profession in the Hong Kong triad led by Master Yu was as a hacker. She was indeed skilled in her field, but her gift was still below that of Hunter, the legendary hacker.

But Hunter had retired from the hacker world, and no one knew the man’s identity or residence, causing Ling Meng to be the number one in the hacking world.

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However, Ling Meng accidentally stumbled upon a highly classified file several years ago. She found solid evidence that said Stanley Calvins was the Hunter!

She let Anxia know about this, ??but she told no one else. Anxia advised her to delete the data and not tell anyone, including master Yu.

Ling Meng was a loyal member who had followed Master Yu longer than Anxia. But Ling Meng already thought of Anxia as her sister and treasured her as an older sister.

Although she didn’t understand why Anxia wanted to protect the Hunter, who had nothing to do with her, Ling Meng granted her request.

She deleted the data so that the last trace of Hunter’s true identity had vanished. At first, she did not understand how a hacker class Hunter could be so careless in leaving evidence in a secret organization. Or perhaps, the man didn’t know that this secret organization had data about him?

Ling Meng felt that she had had enough of a warm bath and then stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a kimono towel.

She stood in front of the mirror and dried her wet hair with a hair dryer. Just then, her eyes caught something above the sink-a box bearing the inscription and a picture.

Ling Meng could immediately recognize this box through the image without needing to decipher the text. This box was a place to pack pregnancy test kits.

Why is this stuff here?

Ling Meng put down her dryer and opened the box to see what was inside. But there was no content in it, as if someone had used the contents.

She felt terrible and started glancing around, looking for the trash can.

As soon as his eyes saw the trash can she was looking for, Ling Meng sat down and crouched to open the lid of the dry trash can.

And she found a pregnancy test there which now had two stripes.

She read a series of writings on the cardboard packaging and was shaken to the core to discover the meaning of these two lines.

Is Anxia pregnant? She mustn’t be pregnant for now. Moreover, the girl was far away from being a good mother.

She remembered Anxia’s request a few minutes ago, who wanted to go on a mission that required her physique. Could it be that her friend intended to abort the fetus?

Ling Meng stood up while carrying the pregnancy test kit and went straight to her friend, who was now sitting casually watching a comedy show on TV. The girl was even opening the can of beer she had bought!

Ling Meng snatched the beer can before Anxia could drink it.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Anxia didn’t hide her annoyance and made a pout face.

“Hah! What am I doing? I should be the one asking you, what are you doing?”

“I’m watching a comedy show?” Anxia wondered why her friend had suddenly become so fierce towards her. Did she do something to irritate her?

Oh, that couldn’t be. No matter what Anxia did, Ling Meng never scolded her or behaved like this towards her. It could be a bad day for Ling Meng.

“Explain to me what this is?” Ling Meng pushed the pregnancy test kit right in front of Anxia’s face.

Anxia instantly understood why her friend was angry with her. Ling Meng seemed mad that she kept her pregnancy a secret from her.

“Ah, sorry, I forgot to tell you. As you know, I’m pregnant, so don’t be mad if I forget to tell you.” Anxia replied casually while flashing her best sweet smile.

“You think I’m mad because you forgot to tell me!?” shrieked Ling Meng, starting to get impatient with the carelessness of the girl whom she considered like her own sister.

“Then? Why are you angry?”

“You’re planning to abort it!”

“So?” Anxia tilted her head with a confused expression. She really didn’t understand why Ling Meng was angry with her.

This was precisely what made Ling Meng instantly furious.

“Qiao Qiao, you realize that if you plan to abort the child, you have killed an innocent baby?”

Anxia laughed, amused at her friend’s ridiculous sentence. “Meng Meng, what do you mean by baby? Look at my belly. It’s still slim and has no lumps. The baby you mean doesn’t exist and hasn’t grown yet. It’s fine to get rid of it before it grows big.”

“But it’s still a life. And again, this child is your own flesh and blood. How could you have the heart to kill your own child?”

Anxia’s brows furrowed in irritation at how Ling Meng spoke to her as if she were accusing her of a grave sin.

Is there a greater sin than making her an assassin? What’s the difference between killing a target victim and something that hasn’t been born yet?

Anxia was used to killing people and for her to abort her fetus was only one of her murder victims. Wha’s wrong with that?