Dating the Strongest Boss

Translator: Yuzu - [Warning! NSFW content (gore) in the first half of the chapter.]

I'm hungry…

So hungry…

Wang Xing got up from the bed. She touched her stomach, casually grabbed the mineral water on the bedside table, gulped it down, then hurried to the kitchen in search of food to eat.

She was so hungry that she didn't even turn on the lights. She drifted as she walked, her stomach was cramping, and her hunger was accompanied by nausea and the desire to vomit.

She pulled out the snacks from the fridge, sat right down, and started stuffing food into her mouth. She only chewed two bites before she hurriedly tried to swallow it. Like a bottomless pit, one bite, followed by the next bite, with bloodshot eyes.

Her stomach was bloated, but somehow she didn't feel full at all. She was still hungry.

Liang Jing heard the noise and came out of the room. He saw a squatting figure on the floor from a distance, eating something in the darkened room. He choked, turned on the light, and was instantly horrified and sickened at the sight before him.

Wang Xing was sitting on the floor, holding onto the raw beef in the refrigerator with both hands. She didn't know if the meat was too old, but she took several bites. There was still blood on the beef, she bit down, and the blood splashed all over, not just in her face, but her hands and clothes were also covered in red.

She seemed to be oblivious, that even when someone came, she didn't have the slightest desire to spare half a glance to look over. She was immersed in her own world and ate vigorously.

What was even more disgusting was that she seemed to have choked while she ran out of water. So, she directly picked up the plate where the raw beef was initially placed and started to drink the blood inside.

The foul smell of the whole room was getting heavier and heavier…

Liang Jing's stomach churned. He hadn't eaten meat for over half a month, and since he buried the corpse, the sight of raw meat was like seeing the corpse that he had decomposed with his own hands, making him nauseous.

When he saw Wang Xing like this, it was as if he was seeing her eating human flesh!

At the thought, he snapped back and threw up, adding another sour smell mixed with the foul smell of the room.

The female doctor frowned and nodded slightly after hearing about Wang Xing’s symptoms. She wrote something in her medical book with her eyebrows furrowed and said, “Go get a thyroid test first.”

Wang Xing nodded, her whole face was very haggard, and she felt more than ten years older than her actual age. Her stomach was stretched so big that she felt like she was two months pregnant.

After Wang Xing left, the female doctor told Liang Jing seriously, "You must restrain her diet; at this trend, her stomach will burst! This is strange! In all my years as a doctor, I've never encountered such a strange phenomenon. You should hide all the food in the house. Give it to her on time and in the right amount. You can't let her go so crazy, got it?"

Liang Jing nodded with a blank expression, his appearance revealing some impatience, and then silently walked out.

"Liang Jing, I want something to eat, I beg you!" Wang Xing helplessly smashed the door with her hands, her entire body on her knees, and had a pleading look in her eyes.

Probably tired of knocking, the door took a long time to make a sound, "Bear with me, you'll be fed in an hour. You must restrain yourself from eating now."

Wang Xing's hand was clasped dead against the door. She was locked in by Liang Jing and couldn't get out. Liang Jing had cut off even the toilet water inside the room. It wasn't that he was worried that she would be hungry enough to drink it, but that Wang Xing had already done this before!

"Bang bang!" Wang Xing kept pounding on the door, using her best effort every time. There were very few things in her room, except for the bed, which was a wardrobe pinned to the wall. Liang Jing moved out even the bedside table that was previously placed in the room.

She didn't know when she had hidden the kitchen knife, but she began to smash the door forcefully with it. But the thing about it was that it was made of iron, and it wouldn't help if she did that.

Not sure if she was tired or not, but she finally gave up smashing the door, and even the screaming stopped.

Liang Jing sat on the couch and swiped his phone for advice. He was on edge every day, afraid that someone would find the body he had hidden.

"Ah!!! Ahhhhh!!!" There was a sudden 'puffing' sound in the room, followed by the shrieking cries of Wang Xing, which was stretched out long and sharp.

Liang Jing stood up with a scowl. Cursing badly in his heart, he pulled out the key from his pocket and rushed over, intending to open the door.

As soon as he opened it and saw the picture inside, his legs went limp, and he almost fell to his knees.

The floor of the room was covered in blood. Wang Xing's entire body was paralyzed on the floor, and the kitchen knife was also casually thrown aside. Horrifyingly, her left hand was cut off with a knife by her… she was so hungry that she grabbed her severed hand with her right hand and started stuffing it into her mouth. She was so hungry that she didn't even have time to bandage the wound and started gnawing on her own flesh…

Don't you know? Whoever abandons Kuman Thong will be punished by it…

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"Stretch your hands."

With his head buried under the blanket, Xiao Chen silently stretched out his two hands.

"Face."

Xiao Chen rolled over and lifted the blanket in one corner slightly, then revealed his face.

The man took the hot towel and carefully scrubbed Xiao Chen's features, kissed him on the forehead in passing, and seriously cleaned his hands.

"Get up." The man pulled Xiao Chen out of the quilt, then grabbed the jeans that had been thrown on the floor and put them on the youth.

Xiao Chen took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and slowly climbed up from the man's arms. He put on his slippers and prepared to rinse his mouth.

After rinsing his mouth, Xiao Chen was drowsy, and his complexion was very red.

He took a bite out of the man's neck before leisurely going to eat.

The man was like an old father at home, taking care of his child. He leaned against the door with his eyes on the child's food, afraid that his child would be a picky eater.

Xiao Chen's eyebrows were suddenly raised, and his smile was full as he looked at the man, "Do you know what day today is?"

"?" The man didn't make a sound.

Xiao Chen trailed off, "Today is the 2,500th day we've known each other, and the 520th day we've been together."

The man gave a "Hmmm".

Xiao Chen immediately put down his chopsticks and said, "It's such an important day; let's go out together today!"

The man paused and smiled somewhat helplessly, "Okay."

Before he met the child, his world was grey. He didn't even feel alive, and he didn't need to eat, sleep, or rest. He didn't understand love. He was like a machine, doing what he was supposed to do according to the laws of heaven.

Ever since he met this child, his still life began to flow like an hourglass. He began to think and to understood love. His life became vivid. He began to rebel against the ways of heaven, and his consciousness began to awaken.

The man's eyes narrowed.

Or, to put it another way, he'd only suddenly become self-conscious after meeting a child, and before that, he was nothing.

The man walked up to Xiao Chen and half-kneeled down, then removed the scythe-shaped necklace from his own neck and gently placed it around the child. With eyes as devout as those of a believer who had encountered the gods, he smiled and said, "Come, my rose."