Mr.CEO’s Ex-wife Escapes Again
Chapter 370: Blood-Stained New Year’s Eve

Chapter 370: Chapter 370: Blood-Stained New Year’s Eve

So, the most important task for Yin Hehe, who remains here now, is to dig out the person behind Xiahou Jingmu!

Then, once Sheng Siyuan arrives with reinforcements, they can strike to kill in one fell swoop.

"Uncle Zhong, do you think, since this person has gone this far and still hides behind Xiahou Jingmu, not daring to show himself, is it possible that this is someone we all know?"

"What did you say?"

The old butler was startled by this conjecture.

"Someone we all know?"

"Yes, otherwise, why wouldn’t he dare to show his true face? Think about it, by staying hidden like this, he still has room for maneuver even if he fails tomorrow, right?"

Yin Hehe, with her sharp intelligence, had come to this realization, and suddenly, standing in this grand hall, her pupils contracted.

Because she suddenly thought, if this person was someone they knew, then they were undoubtedly being watched by a pair of invisible eyes.

Any slight carelessness, and all their plans could be exposed.

"Uncle Zhong, for safety’s sake, let’s not talk about these matters in private anymore."

"Okay!"

The old butler immediately agreed.

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The next day.

When Yin Hehe woke up from a dizzying sleep, it was the continuous sound of firecrackers outside that woke her up.

What day is it?

She rubbed her throbbing forehead and climbed out of bed.

"Aunt Qin?"

"I’m here, young madam."

Upon hearing the call, the head chef aunt hurried in from the outside.

"Aunt Qin, what’s going on outside? Why are there firecrackers going off all the time?" Yin Hehe asked as she rubbed her head and saw her coming in.

The auntie paused for a moment and walked in.

"Young madam, don’t you remember the date? Today is New Year’s Eve."

"New Year’s Eve?" Yin Hehe was stunned.

It turned out that today was already New Year’s Eve, and she recalled that when she came over from Jiangbei, her father-in-law, the old Master Sheng, was still telling her to buy New Year’s goods.

But now, before she knew it, New Year’s Eve had arrived.

So, on this day when families across the world were supposed to reunite, was this city still to face such turmoil?

Yin Hehe could no longer sleep, and she threw off the covers and got out of bed.

"Aunt Qin, I need to go to He’anli, please inform Uncle Zhong."

"Ah?" Aunt Qin immediately panicked and ran after her, "But you haven’t eaten anything yet?"

"..."

Eat something?

At a time like this, how could she have any appetite?

Yin Hehe drove to He’anli again, and on her way there, she indeed saw many homes along the streets already adorned with new couplets and red lanterns at their doors, the whole view brimming with festive colors.

Yin Hehe’s eyes grew even more profound.

Forty or so minutes later, at He’anli.

"Amu, can’t you not go? I really don’t want any power, having our family safe and together is all I want."

In the courtyard of the Xiahou family’s main house, dressed in new clothes and preparing to set out, Xiahou Jingmu was stopped by his mother coming out behind him, weeping and pleading.

Xiahou Maoqing also came out, a middle-aged man who had also kept his ambition for power deeply hidden his whole life.

And at the critical moment, he also betrayed his family.

But at this time, having lost four fingers, he looked at his son and felt a surge of regret.

"If you... if you can avoid going, then don’t go. He just wants this world, you can let him have it," he said, hesitating for a long time before slowly walking over to persuade him.

However, looking at the two of them, Xiahou Jingmu’s lips curled into a bitter and mocking smile.

"Do you really think that I can back out now if I want to?"

"..."

"From the moment he had you approach me, I’ve been his pawn. If I don’t go today, then you’ll still die, and I will die too; all the Xiahou family will die!"

He looked up, his eyes hollow as he gazed into the space above.

It seemed... as if it was snowing.

He stretched out his hand to catch the snowflakes falling gently from above.

"Xiahou Jingmu, it’s already the second day. Why haven’t you brought them back yet? Are you simply incapable of getting them back?"

Just as he caught a snowflake, a sharp woman’s voice reached him.

When he looked up, he immediately saw a disheveled woman appearing at the courtyard entrance. She was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, and one of her shoes was long gone. Now, covered in bloodstains, she was angrily charging towards him.

Xiahou Jingmu: "..."

"Major, has she truly gone mad? Should we just get rid of her once and for all?"

The assistant witnessing the scene proposed impatiently.

But as soon as the words left his mouth, Xiahou Jingmu slapped the assistant hard across the face.

"Get out!"

The assistant scrambled up and fled in disarray.

Yin Hehe, taken aback, stood there and didn’t move either for a moment.

Only when Xiahou Jingmu was about to leave did she, like a madwoman, rush over and grab his arm.

"Xiahou Jingmu, where are you going?"

"Didn’t you want to see him? Then come with me," Xiahou Jingmu said coldly, turning his head to look at her with only those words.

Upon hearing this, Yin Hehe immediately followed closely behind him.

Soon, a procession made its way downtown, heading towards the Pentagon Building, the symbol of the city’s ultimate power.

Here, although the four major families were immensely powerful, the place that really held the authority to command was the Pentagon Building.

Of course, the highest authority in this building had always been puppets, like Chu Fengcheng, who was controlled by Xiahou Yi.

But now it was different. If Xiahou Jingmu took that seat, then the Pentagon Building would be the true seat of power, and the whole world would have to bow to him.

"Major, they are already inside waiting," someone who had gone to gather intelligence returned with news that everyone inside the building had arrived.

On the eve of Chinese New Year, all were able to gather here.

It goes without saying, this was thanks to the person behind the scenes with whom he had made the deal.

So, from the very beginning, the two of them had collaborated: Xiahou Jingmu was responsible for the military side, while that person behind the scenes took care of the Pentagon Building. With this arrangement, once their coup was successful...

The world would be completely theirs.

Like today!

Xiahou Jingmu’s eyes sparked with delight as he got out of the car, then confidently strode towards the building.

Yin Hehe followed behind him.

She was finally about to meet the person behind all this.

However, just as the two entered the building, suddenly, the glass doors behind them "creaked" shut with a clang.

Yin Hehe immediately turned around. When she saw the iron gates starting to descend as well, her face drained of color: "It’s a trap!"