Mr.CEO’s Ex-wife Escapes Again
Chapter 425 Twins 6

Chapter 425: Chapter 425 Twins 6

Yin Hehe eventually went to Chongzhou.

And Chu Yan followed closely behind.

He was eager to see how this farce would end. Would his dear father kill his illegitimate son for the sake of reputation?

However, when he arrived in Chongzhou, he found that things were not as he had imagined.

His father, Xiahou Maolin, did indeed make a ruthless move against Sheng Siyuan!

But sorry, he was too weak, and got killed in turn by this "illegitimate son."

"Eldest Young Master, the situation is very bad. Your grandfather has already found out about this, and he is extremely furious,"

said a subordinate who was quite loyal to him and hurried over to inform him after learning about the incident.

After listening, Chu Yan suddenly fell into deep thought.

Yes, if his father wanted to kill this illegitimate child, why would he deliberately go to Chongzhou to do it?

Did he want his grandfather to know?

Or was he trying to pin this on his grandfather?

His mind began to swirl with confusion.

Until soon after, an even more astonishing piece of news reached his ears.

"Eldest Young Master, they have already arrived at the hotel. I heard something, and it seems that the old master and this Sheng Siyuan are the real..."

The subordinate did not dare to finish the last two sentences.

Upon hearing this, Chu Yan felt as if a bomb had exploded in his head, and for a long time, he was stupefied.

Indeed, he had now realized that he had got some things completely wrong.

If Xiahou Xiu’s heart had truly been needed at that time, why wasn’t it directly given to him, his older brother?

Wouldn’t he have been the more suitable choice?

But no, Xiahou Yi gave it to an outsider.

Moreover, it was done forcefully without seeking any consent from his parents.

Chu Yan felt as if his world was crumbling around him.

Later, he heard that in the hotel, after learning that Xiahou Maolin had almost died in Sheng Siyuan’s arms, Xiahou Yi finally shot Sheng Siyuan.

Chu Yan was immediately thrilled.

But when he rushed to the hotel, he discovered that the old man had not hit Sheng Siyuan’s vital parts.

He had only hit his scapula, merely to teach him a lesson!

Why?

Why was he so lenient, so favoring towards this person?

And yet so harsh to their own family?

Chu Yan finally became furious, took out a gun, kicked open the door with force and decisively shot the man who had not yet died!

"Bang!"

A bullet ruthlessly entered Sheng Siyuan’s left chest.

In that instant, as he saw the blossom of blood burst from his chest, he was excited and agitated.

"Brother, do you see? I’ve avenged you, and I’ve finally taken back that heart for you."

He was like a madman.

But it was in that moment that Xiahou Yi turned around.

His eyes burst with a blood-red fury Chu Yan had never seen before, his hand lifted, and without a moment’s hesitation, he pulled the trigger aiming at Chu Yan’s forehead.

"..."

Chu Yan wavered.

As the bullet pierced through in an instant, he didn’t even feel the pain before he fell straight to the ground.

Fear?

Despair? Sorrow?

No, at this moment, it was as if everything had evaporated like smoke.

There was only an unprecedented sense of relief and liberation.

"Brother..."

He seemed to see that bright boy running toward him, and after so many years, he finally showed him a brilliant smile again.

"Brother, you’ve come." He greeted him happily, and even reached out to pull him over.

Chu Yan also smiled.

Yes, brother, I’ve come.

It’s been seven years, I’ve finally come to atone for my sins...

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Three months later, order was gradually restored to the Pentagon Building in the imperial capital.

Sheng Siyuan had stayed in this city for half a month and was also ready to return to Jiangbei.

"Young master, don’t worry, I’ll keep watch over the mansion for you. Whenever you come to the imperial capital, there will always be a clean room for you," said the old butler, Zhong Bo, as he sent off this young master. In his affectionate gaze, he clearly regarded him as his own child.

Sheng Siyuan nodded in acknowledgment.

Shortly, the black Maybach weaved through the city’s asphalt roads, and in the golden autumn of October, the warm sun spilled onto both sides of the streets, as if even the trees were tinged with a layer of gold.

"Hold on, go to the cemetery first," said the man sitting in the back, suddenly and softly.

Xu Guannan heard him, looked up at the rearview mirror, and replied, "Okay."

He didn’t ask what his BOSS was going to do at the cemetery but did what a subordinate should do, not asking questions that were not meant to be asked.

Soon, the vehicle diverted towards the cemetery.

The Xiahou family’s Mu Garden, situated in the western hills of the imperial capital, actually had a very good location. Back in those days, because of Xiahou Yi’s influence and power, whether for living or for use, everything was of the best quality.

That, of course, included the family’s burial plots.

Sheng Siyuan got out of the car and looked up at the quiet and solemn cemetery, and put on a pair of sunglasses.

It’s always better to show some respect to the departed spirits.

He then strolled up.

But upon arriving, he saw that there were not many tombstones of the Xiahou family in the cemetery, apart from the best spot of open ground at the top. Below, there were only about a dozen tombstones.

At the very bottom, in an inconspicuous position, it seemed to be where those of lower status were buried. Among them, two of the tombstones were rather new.

Sheng Siyuan walked over. He saw that the first tombstone bore the name Xiahou Shaojie.

Xiahou Shaojie?

Wasn’t he the child of the fourth house who died in the Drug Rehabilitation Center half a year ago?

Sheng Siyuan gazed at it for a moment, then stopped and took out two white chrysanthemums from those he was carrying and placed them in front of the tombstone.

The matter of Xiahou Shaojie, in fact, was more or less related to him.

If he had taken action earlier at that time, maybe the boy wouldn’t have died.

Unfortunately, he hadn’t figured things out at that time.

Sheng Siyuan continued to walk forward, and he saw the second tombstone, which had the name Chu Yan on it.

Chu Yan?

He snorted coldly and without even a glance, he passed directly over to the third one.

This grave was clearly much older, and although the surroundings were neat and clean, the photo on the tombstone had already faded from the sun. At first glance, only the outline of the tomb’s occupant was visible.

But it was clear that he had been smiling brilliantly in the picture.

"Xiahou Xiu..."

Sheng Siyuan stopped, and upon seeing the name on the tombstone, he removed the sunglasses from his face.

If not for the heart of this man in his lifetime, perhaps he would be lying beneath this soil, just like him right now.

Moreover, because of him, Yin Hehe had been brought into Sheng Siyuan’s life.

So, no matter what, this person was his benefactor, Sheng Siyuan’s benefactor.

"Rest assured, I will ensure your father enjoys his old age. As for your mother, I am very sorry," he said.

He squatted down and placed the chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone.

To kill Chu Feng’e had indeed not been his intention. After all, following Chu Fengcheng’s downfall, he had not touched his sister at all.

Unfortunately, Chu Feng’e had sought her own death, coming to Jiangbei. If he hadn’t taken action at that time, the situation would have become very troublesome.