Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 389: Why Let Them Go Through This

Chapter 389: Chapter 389: Why Let Them Go Through This

Ruan Qingqing’s words struck a nerve, rendering her silent.

Blood trailed from An Yan’s feet as she walked, never imagining that the person who once saved her would now deal her a fatal blow.

She found it hard to breathe now, her body failing her, knees giving way as she knelt on the ground.

"Why do all of you covet things that don’t belong to you?" An Yan coughed up blood, then collapsed, "Ruan Qingqing, I treated you as a friend, yet this is how you treat me."

Ruan Qingqing kicked away the dagger in An Yan’s hand and said, "Don’t worry, after today, I will take good care of Mr. Fu for you. No, should I say Shiyan? He will be mine, and I will bear him a few children."

Tears trickled down from the corner of An Yan’s eyes—the first time she had been betrayed by someone close to her.

"Don’t kill the two little ones; they didn’t see you kill me. Let them go."

Facing An Yan’s final plea, Ruan Qingqing didn’t respond; instead, she forcibly dragged An Yan to where the two little ones were.

"An Yan, don’t blame me, blame Shiyan for coming back. I loved him no less than you did; when he hid in the tree to snipe Gu Chengming, I fell in love with him. He was a god in my eyes! I thought if I showed my independence and resilience, he might look my way, but his eyes were only for you. I was so envious, so unwilling! Then when he was in trouble, I thought I had lost my first love, but then he came back, yes, I had hope again. An Yan, I won’t let your child live; then he won’t accept any other woman!"

She ran to the wall, dragged over a barrel of oil, intending to burn them alive and destroy all evidence, sustaining some burns herself to avoid suspicion.

Faint car engine noises came from outside the factory.

In her panic, Ruan Qingqing fell, and the oil barrel rolled out, spilling gasoline everywhere.

Su Manxi yelled, "Ruan Qingqing, get me out of here, quick!"

Ruan Qingqing glared at her, ran to where the bystanders were, picked up the dagger and squatted in front of Su Manxi, "You also covet Shiyan, so you can’t live either."

She plunged the knife into Su Manxi’s carotid artery, blood splashing over her face, yet she was exhilarated.

She glanced at An Yan, who lay there with eyes closed, lips drained of color, her chest stained red with blood.

It seemed she was already gone, but Ruan Qingqing wasn’t convinced.

She thought about pulling out the dagger to stab An Yan again, but that would be too suspicious.

Her eyes darted about, then spotted a rock nearby; she picked it up, smashed it on An Yan’s head, and then stuffed it into Su Manxi’s hand.

Having done all this, she lit a lighter and threw it onto the spilled gasoline.

Whoosh—the fire blazed up.

Ruan Qingqing threw her gloves into the flames.

She heard Fu Mu’an’s moaning and footsteps and shouting from outside the factory.

Left with no choice, she grabbed the two little ones and ran through the fiery inferno, crying out, "Help! Someone, help! Save us!"

Mu Shaoci, Mu Shaoze, and Mu Qianfan rushed in, seeing Ruan Qingqing with the two little ones, they quickly took over.

Mu Shaoze asked Ruan Qingqing, "Where’s Little Five?"

Ruan Qingqing pointed towards the inferno, her voice trembling, "Inside! The one in the white cashmere coat!"

Without a second thought, Mu Shaoze plunged into the fire.

At the sight of An Yan, his heart nearly stopped. Seeing the watch on An Yan’s wrist, convinced it was her, he scooped her up and charged out of the flames.

Mu Shaoci and Mu Qianfan, witnessing this scene, had their eyes welling up with tears.

Mu Shaoze turned to the bodyguard, "Drag those four people out, dead or alive!"

The roads had been cordoned off ahead of time.

It took only half an hour to reach the hospital.

An Yan was rushed into surgery, while the two little ones, having no external injuries, were taken to get MRI scans.

Outside the operating room, Ruan Qingqing relayed the sequence of events to Mu Shaoci and the others, "The two little ones were smart to defuse the bomb, but then they were caught and lifted by two men.

An Yan threw out silver needles that took down two men, both of whom dropped from mid-air.

An Yan threw herself under them to cushion their fall, not expecting Su Manxi to stab her from behind.

An Yan retaliated against Su Manxi, slashing her face, but due to exhaustion, Su Manxi struck her on the head.

Enduring the pain, An Yan managed to sever the tendons in Su Manxi’s hands and feet before collapsing beside the two little ones.

Su Manxi tried to pick up the dagger to stab An Yan again, but I snatched the dagger and stabbed her in the neck.

An Yan asked me to take the two little ones and leave, but then the fan who had been unconscious woke up and ignited a barrel of gasoline.

I knocked her out again, and then I could only escape with the two little ones and saw you guys coming.

"It’s all my fault for being so useless, frozen in place with fright, otherwise An Yan wouldn’t have gotten so severely injured."

Based on her description, Mu Shaoze reconstructed the scene, which seemed plausible.

Having known each other for many years, and because Ruan Qingqing had once saved An Yan, he never doubted the authenticity of Ruan Qingqing’s words.

Several people stood outside the operating room, silently waiting, occasionally watching bags of plasma being delivered.

Their faces were gloomy.

Ruan Qingqing lowered her eyes, she truly wished that An Yan would die completely, never to wake up again.

Meanwhile, on a luxury plane flying to Hua Country.

Fu Shiyan’s expression was grave; he felt as though a massive stone weighed down on his heart. When he received the call from Mu Shaoze, his mind went blank.

The two little ones had been kidnapped!

He immediately headed to his private airport, needing to fly back at once.

As he boarded the plane, he called Mu Shaoze and heard that An Yan had been rushed to the hospital for treatment.

Mu Shaoze told him that An Yan had lost a lot of blood.

Despite not saying anything else, Fu Shiyan understood Mu Shaoze’s implication— the situation was dire, and he needed to be prepared.

In that instant, tears welled up in Fu Shiyan’s eyes.

He could hardly bear the pain of losing An Yan; it was too cruel. Why must they endure this?

Why, after being apart for five years, did they have to face a life and death separation again?

His heart raced with regret for leaving the country.

This trip had nothing to do with business; he had wanted to personally arrange the castle, the venue for his and An Yan’s wedding.

But then, the little ones and An Yan had gotten into trouble.

If he hadn’t left, none of this would have happened.

As time ticked away, he silently prayed, willing to trade his own life for An Yan’s.

He felt incredibly helpless, lifting his hand to cover his eyes as tears leaked through his fingers.

Han Yang stood not far from him, feeling exceptionally upset.

He had watched Fu Shiyan and An Yan come a long way; it hadn’t been easy, going through so many separations and reunions over the years.

He remembered before coming here, Fu Shiyan excitedly shared with him that he wanted to give An Yan an unforgettable wedding; he owed her so much.

Fu Shiyan spoke extensively about the wedding details, planning many surprises for An Yan.

While discussing this, Fu Shiyan’s eyes shone.

After ten hours of flight, Fu Shiyan and Han Yang landed and drove to the hospital.