Mr. Si’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell Off Again

Chapter 225 Chapter 225: Finale

Wen Wan recognized the woman lying in the bath as A Yan at a glance.

 She almost ran away.

The closer he got to the bath, the stronger the pungent smell of formalin became, like tiny needles piercing Wen Wan's nerves.

At this time, He Junyan's bloodless face was soaked in formalin. She had her eyes closed and her face was peaceful. Except for her thin body and dry and yellow cheeks, she was as beautiful as ever.

 But strangely, she was not breathing.

Like a bolt from the blue, Wen Wan's head was buzzing fiercely.

Her voice almost trembled as she shouted He Junyan's name over and over again, but what she received in response was an empty echo and a deathly loneliness.

 She worked hard for so long, but in the end it was still a step too late...

Just when Wen Wan was despairing, suddenly, there was a slight sound from behind. She subconsciously tensed up her nerves, as if she had transformed into a vigilant leopard.

 The next second, she stepped aside and the torrent of bullets hit the wall, leaving a horrifying hole.

Wen Wan looked sideways, and the cold light in his almond-shaped eyes swept straight towards the two people walking towards her.

Jin Qin was pushing a wheelchair, and sitting on the wheelchair was an old man with pale and unkempt hair. The old man was thin and listless, but his eyes full of cunning revealed a terrifying sharpness.

 When their eyes met, each other had their own plans in mind.

Suddenly, the old man clapped his hands with a smile on his face, "Oh, he is indeed a person trained by Ayan. His strength cannot be underestimated. We haven't seen him for just a few months, and his reactions have become much quicker."

Wen Wan had no intention of dealing with him at this time. Her mind was filled with He Junyan's peaceful death. Her hatred was like boiling water, burning her to the point of almost losing her mind.

 She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth as she asked, her voice was as cold as ever, "You and Ayan have known each other for a while, why did you do this to her!"

Hearing this, the old man looked in the direction of the bath, with a trace of pain in his eyes.

 He made a gesture, signaling Jin Qin to push him over.

Jin Qin pushed his adoptive father over, facing Wen Wan's gaze of killing him at any moment. Then, the old man picked up He Junyan's hand from the formalin, put it against his cheek and murmured softly.

"Do you think I want to do this to Ayan? If possible, I actually want to be with Ayan for the rest of my life. Even if she wants to escape, I will tie her to my side for the rest of her life!"

"But God's will is a trick. Before I could get along well with Ayan, she fell seriously ill. I finally got the medicine from Ye Zi, but because of you, I failed!"

because of her?

 So, Jin Qin tried every possible means to get the medicine in Ye Zi's hand, which was really used to treat Ayan's illness!

"I originally wanted to give you a chance to wait for you to bring the finished medicine over for trading, but Ayan couldn't wait. She..." an hour ago..."

He Junting said with a lump in his throat.

He took a breath without a trace, pushed back the hot tears in his eyes, held the hand of the woman he loved tightly, and lowered his head to look at He Junyan's peaceful face.

 She was no different at this moment than when she was sleeping on ordinary days, but the temperature of her breath and skin were both cold.

 Ayan is dead.

 It was all caused by that **** Wen Wan and Si Jinghe!

His eyes gradually turned scarlet, and his tone suddenly became lower and full of gloom, "Since Ayan is gone, there is no need to continue this game!"

“Aren’t you and that **** just looking for A-Yan? Tonight, I want you to bury A-Yan together!”

bastard?

Just when Wen Wan was wondering who the **** He Junting was talking about was the door opened again, and a familiar stalwart figure broke in.

 Looking closely, it turned out to be Si Jinghe!

 Could it be that the child A Yan never mentioned was Si Jinghe? !

Before she could be surprised, He Junting laughed crazily, "Hahaha, little bastard, this is unexpected, isn't it? Going around and around, the mysterious person you are looking for is far away in the horizon and right in front of you!"

“And what you have been looking for is the mother who abandoned you when you were a child. She has actually been by Wen Wan’s side!”

　　"Haven't you always wanted to find her? Now we are finally reunited, but unfortunately...she is dead!"

Si Jinghe had already guessed Wen Wan's identity, especially after being knocked unconscious by her today and unable to find her. He immediately confirmed his guess.

 It’s just that he didn’t expect that it would end like this.

Like a walking zombie, he ignored He Yunting's frenzied provocation and walked closer to the bathtub with his legs filled with lead.

 The closer you get, the clearer the familiar face in your memory becomes.

 His heart hurt even more!

He has been searching painstakingly for so many years, but what he found was a cold corpse. He didn't even have time to call out mother!

As the man continued to approach, Jin Qin took advantage of him and Wen Wan to be immersed in sorrow, and quietly pushed He Junting back to another door in the secret room, intending to detonate a bomb.

 However, Wen Wan saw through this attempt to escape.

Wen Wan ran after him quickly, and in an instant, he was fighting with Jin Qin.

　　Fisting and kicking Gary, the two of them were fighting equally.

Seeing Wen Wan gain the upper hand, He Junting quietly loaded the pistol and aimed it at Wen Wan. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a sharp blade suddenly struck him and scratched his wrist.

 In an instant, the pistol fell to the ground and he screamed.

Wen Wan and Jin Qin glanced at each other. He Junting was twitching in pain, and blood was flowing all over the floor...

Si Jinghe walked toward him with a steady and fast pace, picked up the pistol on the ground, and pressed it on his head, he coldly ordered Jin Qin, "Let go of Wanwan."

Jin Qin saw that his adoptive father was being held hostage, so he had no choice but to obey and let Wen Wan go.

He Yunting felt Si Jinghe's overwhelming anger, twitched his hands and smiled provocatively, "You little bastard, if you have the guts, shoot me. Anyway, Ayan is dead, and I don't want to live anymore!"

“I forgot to tell you that I have planted many bombs in this secret room. As long as I lightly touch the switch, none of us will be able to escape!”

“Ayan is dead, and I want you all to bury her with her!”

Hearing this, the expressions of several people changed slightly.

Jin Qin's pupils shrank. This was not part of the plan. Did his adoptive father intend to drag him along and die together with them?

“Then let’s see who goes to **** first!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Si Jinghe pulled the trigger, and the bullet immediately passed through He Yunting's temple.

 At this moment, He Yunting pressed the detonator in his hand.

The next second, there was a violent explosion in the dark room...

This all happened so fast, just in an instant!

“The secret door is here, follow me!”

Jin Qin shouted to Wen Wan in the firelight that filled the sky. Even at the critical moment of life and death, he still wanted to take Wen Wan with him.

Wen Wan subconsciously wanted to take He Junyan's body away.

 This idea is consistent with Si Jinghe.

 The two people looked at each other and ran toward the bath in tacit agreement.

 “Ahe, let’s take Ayan home together!”

"good!"

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 (End of this chapter)