Mr.CEO’s Ex-wife Escapes Again
Chapter 94 - 94 94 Finally Seeing the True Colors

Chapter 94: Chapter 94: Finally Seeing the True Colors Chapter 94: Chapter 94: Finally Seeing the True Colors “Wait a minute.”

Suddenly, Song Wenjing called out to her.

She was startled and looked up, only to find that in the short span of time, this man had already reached out and tenderly tucked a few loose strands of her hair behind her ear.

Yin Hehe: “…”

Her face, which had been healing for some time now, was obscured with thick bandages, sometimes strands of hair would fall, and she really could not feel it.

But even if she couldn’t feel it, this level of intimacy was surely too much, no?

Yin Hehe came back to her senses, and a surge of strong discomfort immediately rose within her.

“Song… brother, you…”

“Bang!”

Just as she was about to remind him that they needed to maintain a distance in the future,

suddenly, someone kicked at the mansion’s gates from the outside with force.

“Who’s there?”

In an instant, both of them were shocked in the courtyard!

Especially Song Wenjing, after seeing the door that had been kicked so hard it was shaking, he immediately stood up from the table.

“Who’s smashing the door from the outside?”

“Mr. Song, if you don’t open the door, I guess it won’t be just door-smashing, but burning down your house.”

A voice filled with rage but also very familiar sounded from outside.

Song Wenjing’s face turned pale instantly.

Yin Hehe, who had also stood up, turned pale as well when she recognized the voice.

Xu Guannan?

“Song brother, it’s Sheng Siyuan’s bodyguard, why has he come here? Has he discovered anything?”

In just a few seconds, standing in front of the small table, her voice trembled.

Song Wenjing’s eyes also flickered with panic, and he quickly turned back, urging Yin Hehe to go upstairs and hide.

“Song Wenjing, aren’t you going to open the door? Do you want the Song Family to end up with nowhere to stay in Jiangbei?”

The voice of Xu Guannan from outside came again, even more terrifying.

Song Wenjing turned completely ashen.

He looked back at Yin Hehe, only to find that in this emergency, she seemed to have become calmer.

“It’s okay, you go open the door,” she said, one word at a time.

Song Wenjing: “…”

After a while, under the gaze of the woman’s calm eyes, which bore down like thousands of thunderbolts, he walked step by step toward the door.

“Creak––”

Finally, just as the door was about to be kicked down, Song Wenjing pulled it open from the inside.

Xu Guannan burst in immediately.

However, just when the two inside thought he was alone, another figure stepped out from behind him.

Yin Hehe: “…”

In a split second, the sight of this handsome man with a face more terrifying than the end of the world stunned her motionless.

“Click––”

With just a dull sound,

Yin Hehe, who was standing by the small table, hadn’t even reacted when she was grabbed harshly by the collar by the man who had stormed in like a whirlwind and was thrown in front of him!

“Are you looking to die?”

His pupils, behind the lenses, swirled with a ferocity more terrifying than Hell itself as he asked, one word at a time.

Yin Hehe’s face turned purple.

“Let… go, I don’t know… what you are talking about?” she said, her slender fingers clutching his arm, struggling hard.

Thankfully, at this moment, Song Wenjing was also there. After recovering from the initial shock, he immediately stepped forward to pull the man back.

“Sheng Siyuan, what are you doing? There’s no law anymore, is that it?”

He roared.

As a result, just as his words fell, he saw the man’s blood-red eyes glare furiously at him.

“Law? In Jiangbei, I am the law!”

“…”

Song Wenjing was speechless.

Seething with rage, he glared at the man, his chest heaving wildly. At that moment, that was truly all he could do.

This was the crushing disparity of status.

He simply had no way to counter this man.

Seeing that he wasn’t moving, the man who had completely lost his sanity once again locked his bloodthirsty eyes on the woman in his grasp.

“Han Lina, are you having fun?”

He finally ground out her name between his teeth.

Or perhaps, he should have called her Yin Hehe!

As his words fell, indeed, the woman in his hold trembled violently as if struck by lightning. Her eyes widened; in that instant, she forgot to struggle, to disguise, to rage…

She even forgot the most basic act of breathing.

So shocked?

Was it because she believed so much in herself, in her flawless scheme, that Sheng Siyuan was utterly unworthy of uncovering it?

The man’s features turned even more sinister and frightful.

“Do you really think that just because there is a child, I won’t lay a hand on you? From Northern Myanmar to here, Han Lina, do you know how many times I have spared you? Do you so wish to die?”

He asked her again.

This time, as his voice, which seemed to emanate from hell, entered Yin Hehe’s ears, his fingers began to creep up her throat.

Yin Hehe jolted.

In an instant, she finally came to her senses and began to struggle violently in this man’s grip.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, who… who are you?”

She continued to deny everything resolutely.

After all, her face was wrapped in gauze; even if she didn’t admit it, what then?

As a result, just as she finished speaking, the man choking her suddenly had a surge of ferocity in his eyes, and in the next second, he wildly reached for the gauze on her face.

“Ah—”

“Don’t!”

In that moment, the courtyard erupted with Yin Hehe’s terrified scream, and Song Wenjing also threw himself at them once again, recklessly.

However, it was still too late.

In an instant, the brutal man had already grasped the gauze on her nose in his hand.

“Rip—”

A terrifying sound of fabric tearing.

The gauze, not yet fully healed, was viciously ripped off Yin Hehe’s face, eliciting a piercing scream from her. Her face, a blur of blood and flesh, was finally exposed to the man, staining his fingertips red.

The man was stunned.

His pupils constricted violently, as he looked at the blood on his hands and then at the woman now lying on the ground in agony, clutching her face.

For a long time, his mind was a blank.

What had he just done?

“You beast!”

It was at that moment Song Wenjing threw a punch, hitting him in the face.

“Mr. President!”

Xu Guannan saw everything and rushed over.

Yet, the man no longer reacted. After being hit, he stumbled and was steadied by Xu Guannan, without moving again.

Xu Guannan: “…”

He just watched as Song Wenjing carried the bloodstained woman away. Only then did he turn his gaze toward the man he was supporting.

“Mr. President? Are you alright?”

“…”

It took over a minute before the man’s hand, dyed red with blood, trembled unconsciously at his side.

“Let’s go back…”

He spoke at last, his hoarse voice sounding somewhat distant.