I looked up in confusion and met Yao Yifeng's nervous gaze. "Why are you going up there? Don't you know how dangerous it is?"
At this moment, Yao Yifeng no longer had the ferocious look he had when facing me just now, and his eyes were full of panic.
I rubbed my chest, which felt inexplicably achy, with confusion in my eyes.
Yao Yifeng is the younger brother of a poor student whom Yao Zitong sponsored many years ago. At that time, he was still a little beggar wandering the streets and rummaging through trash cans.
It was Yao Zitong who picked him up, gave him a place to live, and raised him as his younger brother.
At that time, Yao Zitong had not yet been discovered to be a fake daughter, and she was also the eldest daughter who was pampered in the family.
Later, she learned that her parents wanted to adopt a boy, so she introduced Yao Yifeng home and he became the family's adopted son.
But who would have thought that the boy she raised with her own hands would drift further and further away from her after he met Yao Qingqing.
Later, after learning that she was a fake daughter, he became extremely disgusted with her and targeted her everywhere, completely forgetting how he swore in front of her to repay her well when he was down and out.
I looked at the extremely hypocritical man's face in front of me, shook off his hand, ignored his shocked expression, rolled my eyes at him, and strode towards the hotel with the two police officers.
Just to be on the safe side, we didn't take the elevator but walked up to the tenth floor where the banquet hall was located.
Just as I climbed to the fifth floor, I heard a huge "bang" explosion above my head, accompanied by a shaking like an earthquake. The fingertips of my fingers holding the stair railing turned white, and the huge panic was about to drown me like a tide.
I quickened my pace and climbed up. My body, which had been lying down for three years, trembled more and more the higher I climbed, and I almost collapsed.
When I reached the tenth floor and opened the door to the stairwell, the scene before me made my feet, which already felt like they were filled with lead, suddenly freeze in place, unable to move.
Guests fled in all directions from the banquet hall, and cries and screams echoed throughout the corridor.
"Blood, blood everywhere. Someone fell from the building, and a child also fell down..."
My head was buzzing and I couldn't believe what they said was true.
If something happens to someone because of Ji Linting, I really can't be blamed.
The police officers who had been lying in ambush near the banquet hall were already at the scene to maintain order.
I pushed through the crowd and walked against the flow of people.
The banquet hall was in a mess. Cold wind rushed in from the large floor-to-ceiling windows with holes in them, blowing up dust and debris all over the room as if it were the end of the world.
What was even more terrifying than the shattered glass windows was that a huge hole was blown through the floor of the banquet hall on the tenth floor!
The explosion just happened on the ninth floor!
A large number of police officers filed in, using walkie-talkies to report the situation inside.
"We're currently counting the number of people. According to the on-site personnel, our personnel promptly dropped the bomb on the already evacuated ninth floor, preventing casualties. Requesting support..."
I stood in the middle of the banquet hall. It seemed as if someone was calling me to leave as soon as possible, but I could no longer hear what others were saying. My eyes were fixed on a purple scarf hanging on the window where the cold wind was blowing in.
When I fell from Zhou Bingchen's arms and disappeared in mid-air, the silk scarf he pulled from my neck was exactly the same as this one.
"No, not you..."
I shook my head, shook off the people around me who were pulling me, and rushed to the window like crazy.
A huge panic enveloped me like a huge net.
In just a few steps, I felt like I was walking on the edge of a knife.
“Ah…ah…”
I covered my head and screamed in agony. When my eyes fell upon the two blood-stained corpses on the first floor below, my already fragile body gave way. My vision went black and I passed out completely...
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"A major explosion occurred at a six-star hotel in this city, resulting in two deaths and three injuries. It's understood that one of the deceased was the murderer who escaped a few days ago. Our personnel stopped him from detonating the bomb, and he ended up jumping off the building with another female prisoner in his arms..."
I was feeling dizzy and just woke up when I heard the TV reporting today's major news.
Suddenly, I shuddered, and it seemed like fireworks exploded in my head, and I celebrated wildly.
The news report means that no innocent people died, and it was Ji Linting and the prisoners who died?
I quickly sat up from the hospital bed, opened my eyes and tried to see what was playing on TV.
But there were inexplicably two walls blocking my view, preventing me from even seeing the edge of the TV.
"Make way!"
I crawled to the end of the bed and tried to push away the two people blocking my way, wanting to see if my brave husband was on TV.
My heart was in a knot.
Zhou Binchen was injured?
The bomb is so powerful, please don’t hurt your head again, right?
Also, has the bullet in his brain been removed?
Are there any side effects that I've forgotten?
A series of questions swirled in my mind, making me look a bit resentful, like a widow who had been widowed for decades and was waiting for her husband who had survived a disaster to return home at the village gate.
My eyes were fixed on the corpse flashing by on TV, and I completely forgot that I was grabbing the hems of two big men's clothes, with my head squeezed between their waists, and my expression was as obscene as it could be.
"Ah... Yao Zitong, are you crazy? Why are you touching my butt?"
Yao Yifeng's face flushed red and she screamed like a young wife who had been molested.
I finally reacted from the two fiery gazes, looked up to meet Yao Yifeng's murderous eyes, curled my lips and sneered, "Do you think your butt is on your waist? Besides, I gave you a suppository when you were constipated as a child, have you forgotten?"
“You, you, you…”
Yao Yifeng quickly took a step back as if avoiding the plague. His face was already as colorful as an overturned palette. He pointed at me excitedly with his hands shaking, but he couldn't utter a word for a long time.
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