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(Happy New Year, Happy Reunion (2)

Qin Chu lowered his head and after a moment of thought, he whispered something in Gao Ran’s ears. He then turned and ran downstairs.

Qin Chu ran as fast as he could to the hospital roof, making his way next to Su Yu.

At the sight of Qin Chu, Huo Mian’s eyes began to water uncontrollably.

“Honey…” In front of Qin Chu, she immediately became a little girl in need of protection.

Qin Chu shook his head slightly, signaling for Huo Mian not to speak.

At the sight of Qin Chu, Jian Tong became even more irate. “Don’t push me or else I’ll kill her right now.”

“I’m not pushing you to do anything. All of your demands will be met so don’t do anything impulsive.” Qin Chu’s voice was chilling.

“I don’t believe in anything you say. You’re so sly… No, that’s it, I’m giving you ten more minutes and nothing more. If the helicopter’s not here by then, I will die with her. Haha, at least I won’t be alone in hell…” With that, Jian Tong moved further back.

Both Su Yu and Qin Chu’s hearts were about to jump out…

Huo Mian felt her body tilt backward, her body teetering on the brink of the hospital roof.

Ignoring Jian Tong, Qin Chu whispered to Huo Mian. “Honey, don’t worry. Let me sing a song for you.”

Su Yu was taken aback by Qin Chu’s words. He looked at the man funnily, thinking that he was insane.

Huo Mian wasn’t surprised, however, as she nodded for him to sing, tears streaming down her face.

If these were her last moments on earth, she didn’t mind Qin Chu being the last person she saw.

She wanted to tell her husband what to do after she leaves them. She wanted to tell him to take good care of the twins.

Before she could speak, however, Qin Chu’s singing already sounded.

“Returning to the very starting point… Your innocent face in my memories… We’ve finally arrived at this day…”

“Those old pictures under the clear table mat… Countless memories were pieced together… Today the boy will go and fulfill his last promise to the girl…”

The song <<Those Bygone Years>> was a song cherished by Qin Chu and Huo Mian. It always reminded them of their high school days and would bring them even closer. They could not stop talking about those beautiful memories.

More often than not, Qin Chu would sit atop the long bench on the balcony with Huo Mian next to him.

They would sing along to the song and Huo Mian would even rock left and right to the music.

So, when Qin Chu sang this song again, Huo Mian naturally began to sway left and right, moving to the beat of the music.

Suddenly, Qin Chu lifted his arms and made an ‘ok’ hand gesture.

Across from them, in the industrial building, Gao Rao watched through his binoculars, not missing even a second.

At the sight of Qin Chu’s signal, he immediately ordered, “Fire!”

Shoo! The bullet flew from behind, piercing Jian Tong’s head.

When it exited Jian Tong’s head, Huo Mian had hers tilted to the side, escaping the metal just in time.

The timing was perfect… but because the two women were too close together, Jian Tong’s fallback brought Huo Mian with her.

Huo Mian also fell backward…

“Huo Mian!”


Both Su Yu and Qin Chu rushed forward immediately.

With a bullet in her head, Jian Tong fell from the 12th story, directly into the safety mattress the firefighters placed down below.

Huo Mian, on the other hand, fought for dear life as she held onto the railings on the side of the roof, her entire body hanging in mid-air…

Just then, Qin Chu rushed forward, grabbing Huo Mian’s hands, pulling her up with all his might.

“Honey…” As soon as they were safe, Huo Mian sunk into Qin Chu’s embrace.

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