"You yourself must be careful," Xiaofeng looked at him, her eyes filled with tender warmth, "you are now in a very dangerous position."
"What’s with you today?" Ye Cheng teased as he pinched her nose, "Don’t worry, I just don’t feel like making a move, letting them jump around."
"As long as you know what you’re doing, you should head back soon. Don’t worry, I’ll wait here for you."
"Alright, I’ll wait to take my beautiful bride home." Ye Cheng kissed Xiaofeng’s forehead, "I’ve already had them handle the newspaper issue, fabrications will be dealt with accordingly in the follow-up."
Today, in front of so many reporters, he had declared that Xiaofeng was the Gu Family’s Young Madam, so obviously the reporters knew how their subsequent reports should be written.
"Hmm, I’m not worried about that." Xiaofeng wrapped her arms around his waist, a foreboding feeling always lurking in her heart, but she couldn’t voice it, "Thank you."
"Silly." Ye Cheng laughed as he listened to her, "We have a lifetime ahead of us."
Xiaofeng, while hugging Ye Cheng’s waist, looked down at the box in her hands, weighing the hair inside. She had to quickly deliver it to Old Gu.
If Erbao really was Ye Cheng’s child, then there was hope for curing Ye Cheng’s poison.
"Ye Cheng, could you take me somewhere?"
"Where do you need to go?"
"I have something for Grandpa, so I need to trouble you to take me there."
"Alright," Ye Cheng nodded.
The two got into the car together— one in the driver’s seat and the other in the passenger’s seat.
Upon reaching the Gu Family’s residence, the pair headed directly to Old Gu’s courtyard, and after spending some time there, Ye Cheng walked Xiaofeng out.
"What did you give to Grandpa, so mysterious?"
"It’s a secret," Xiaofeng smiled but remained silent, "A secret that cannot be shared."
"Alright, this is a secret between you two. I’m not supposed to know." Ye Cheng started the car, "But I have a feeling, it must be about me."
"Don’t try to trick me, I won’t tell you."
When they reached a crossroads, it was blocked by many people, and their car couldn’t get through.
Xiaofeng glanced outside, "It seems like there’s been a traffic accident up ahead."
"This road won’t clear any time soon. Let’s take another route." Seeing the traffic police handling the situation, they turned the car around and took another road.
A short distance away, a snack shop was emitting an enticing aroma, prompting Xiaofeng to ask Ye Cheng to stop the car, "Let’s go have something to eat. That smell is quite tempting."
"Okay, you go ahead. I’ll park the car and come over."
Xiaofeng got out of the car and ran towards the snack shop.
Just as she approached the snack spot, she heard Ye Cheng calling out from behind her, "Wife, be careful."
Then she only saw a shadow flash before her eyes, followed by a loud bang—the sound of a bomb exploding.
Xiaofeng saw Ye Cheng snatch the bomb rushing towards her and then the bomb exploded in his hand. Her mind went blank.
A loud bang, deafening.
The nearby crowd started to scatter, various sounds of fear and screams ensued.
Several pieces of clothing fell in front of Xiaofeng.
Like the sweep of autumn leaves, accompanied by boundless desolation.
"Ye Cheng, Ye Cheng!" Xiaofeng clutched his clothes, frantically rushing into the explosion site, "Ye Cheng, Ye Cheng!"
No, this can’t be real, this must not be real, it can’t be.
Ye Cheng had just been in front of her. He couldn’t be dead.
It wasn’t long before someone called the police, and officers soon arrived.
When they arrived, all they saw were scattered clothes and a body mangled by the blast.
Some turned away, unable to bear the sight.
Xiaofeng rushed over and sat on the ground, holding Ye Cheng’s body, touching his face as if deranged, silent, and kissed him as if she were deranged as well.
When they learned that the blast had killed the young master of the Gu family, everyone was shocked beyond belief.
How could it be the young master of the Gu family?
When everyone saw the person sitting on the ground kissing the young master in her arms, they were all horrified.
What was this woman doing? What on earth was she doing? The young master was already in such a state. Shouldn’t he be receiving help? What was she doing?
Everyone immediately recalled the morning’s newspaper, it was her, unmistakably her, that heartless woman. She had caused the young master’s demise.
"The morning papers had just exposed her as a bad woman, how could the young master be so foolish to save such a woman at the cost of his own life."
"It must have been someone who couldn’t stand her behavior and wanted to eliminate her. As a result, the young master died trying to save her. It’s really hateful."