Mr.CEO’s Ex-wife Escapes Again
Chapter 283: The Fall

Chapter 283: Chapter 283: The Fall

Two hours later, inside the hotel.

Xiahou Yi finally arrived, seething with murderous intent.

Sheng Siyuan heard it, but he stayed in Chu Fengcheng’s room without moving; instead, he got up and poured himself a glass of red wine, drinking it nonchalantly.

"All of you, get out!"

When Xiahou Yi entered, he saw the people in the room and burst out in a furious shout, his entire being emanating deadly seriousness.

At the sound of his roar, Chu Fengcheng obediently rolled out.

The others did the same.

In the room, only Sheng Siyuan and this old man were left.

Technically, this was their second meeting, but who could have imagined that in just one short month, their relationship would undergo such an earth-shattering change.

"You want to kill me, don’t you?" Sheng Siyuan felt the oppressive aura of death looming over him from behind.

He turned around and put down the wine glass in his hand.

"Draw your gun," he said, looking calmly at the elder.

And then, in the blink of an eye, this man, who held the highest power in the modern world, really drew his gun and pulled the trigger at Sheng Siyuan.

"Bang!"

Sheng Siyuan clutched his profusely bleeding shoulder and staggered to his knees on the ground.

"You abomination, I should never have saved you back then. If you had died earlier, none of today’s tragedy would have happened!"

Xiahou Yi’s eyes were bloodshot with rage, the killing intent on him so heavy it seemed as if he wanted to blow the young man in front of him to bits right away.

Sheng Siyuan’s vision had already started to blur.

But upon hearing these words, his pale face immediately lifted, and his eyes widened slightly.

"What did you say? You... saved me?"

"Otherwise, do you think you’d still be alive in this world? Let me tell you, no matter how many faults Xiahou Maolin may have, since his son saved you, you had no right to kill him!"

The elderly gentleman’s rage exploded once more with a thunderous roar.

Sheng Siyuan opened his mouth and, after a long moment, he managed to defend himself, "But... it was he who tried to kill me first."

"What did you say?" The old man actually didn’t believe it, "He wanted to kill you?"

"Yes, he found out I was his illegitimate son and feared the scandal would be exposed. So, he deliberately leaked this information to his wife, Chu Feng’e, who then colluded with her brother, Chu Fengcheng, to make a move on me!"

"Today’s trap was their doing. If I hadn’t taken Xiahou Maolin as a hostage and used him as my decoy, I’d be the one dead today!"

The more Sheng Siyuan spoke, the more agitated he became until, at last, the heavily wounded man, clutching his wound, was yelling at the elder, his neck veins bulging with the strain.

Yes, why should he bear the blame?

He was clearly the victim!

Finally, the room fell silent.

The elder who held the highest power stood there, staring intensely at Sheng Siyuan. His chest heaved violently.

Like a fierce beast taking a temporary respite.

"Drip, drip, drip..."

Warm liquid kept dripping from Sheng Siyuan’s shoulder.

He was starting to feel cold, and his vision was darkening.

But still, he was holding on, waiting for the elder to sort things out, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

However, minutes passed, and he saw the old man’s demeanor revert to cold indifference.

"Even so, did you need to be so harsh on him? With your intelligence, you know he could never actually kill you!"

"???"

The hope in Sheng Siyuan’s eyes slowly extinguished.

He looked at the old man, and as the warmth in his chest also dropped to freezing point, his blood-drained lips could only curl into a deep sneer.

"So, my high IQ is also a sin?"

"..."

"Xiahou Yi, if you want to kill me to avenge your son, then just do it directly, no need to find so many excuses."

He knelt on the ground, his body drenched in blood, and closed his eyes.

Xiahou Yi: "..."

The veins on his forehead burst out in anger, and just as he was about to say something, the closed door was suddenly kicked open.

"Sheng Siyuan, you killed my dad, killed my brother, and took away my girlfriend, I’m going to kill you!"

"Bang!"

A bullet shot past from behind Xiahou Yi.

Xiahou Yi didn’t even have time to react when he saw the young man kneeling in front of him collapse to the ground.

And from his chest, new wounds gushed out fresh blood.

"Xiahou Yan, you beast!"

Having lost all reason, Xiahou Yi raised his gun and fired a bullet at Chu Yan without hesitation.

A bullet penetrated Chu Yan’s head.

The Chu siblings, who had rushed over upon hearing the news, were left in complete shock.

But Xiahou Yi suddenly seemed to have gone blind. After he ended his grandson’s life with his own hands, he tossed aside the gun and hurriedly approached the lying Sheng Siyuan.

"A Yuan..."

He "thud" knelt down beside him.

Unfortunately, Sheng Siyuan could no longer answer him.

He slightly turned his head, trying to see who it was or to see who was the one calling him "A Yuan."

But as soon as he moved, a gush of blood spurted from his mouth.

Xiahou Yi became even more frantic. Throughout his life, he had never bowed to anything, yet at this moment, as fear climbed up his chest, he trembled as he reached out to Sheng Siyuan.

He was as helpless as a child.

"I was wrong, Father will not punish you anymore, just be well... okay?"

"..."

For a long time, the room was as if struck by lightning, everyone inside was unresponsive.

Even Xu Guannan, who had rushed over, halted in his tracks when he heard those words.

Father...

"Old Master, the hospital just sent news, the Master... has been resuscitated..."

The old butler who had always followed Xiahou Yi also rushed in. Seeing the scene before him, he was dumbstruck, and the last few words came out awkwardly.

So in the end, this man had lost.

Xiahou Maolin hadn’t died.

Chu Fengcheng was unharmed except for Chu Yan.

And this Chu Yan should actually have died seven years ago. He lived so many years in place of his brother; he had gotten his due.

Xu Guannan, overwhelmed with grief and anger, cared nothing for his own life as he tried to take back the body of his master.

"Xiahou Yi, what right do you have to take him away? He didn’t consume a single grain of rice or a sip of water from the Xiahou family, yet in the end, you kill him. What right do you have to take him away?" he roared, his voice hoarse with rage. If it weren’t for the military personnel who rushed in and restrained him, he would have fought to the death to take back the body.

Unfortunately, in the face of absolute power and authority, he couldn’t do anything about it.

"The reason is... I am his biological father, and after he dies, he can only be buried in the Xiahou family’s cemetery!"

When Xiahou Yi took Sheng Siyuan’s lifeless body away, he left Xu Guannan with only that sentence.

Afterwards, they left Xu Guannan behind and departed. By the time Xu Guannan, with blood-red eyes, chased after them, they were already gone.