Outside the door, the police were still actively rescuing.

Jiang Jingxing was also anxious, discussing the plan to break in. If it didn't work, he would have to break in. Otherwise, the longer the suspect and the hostage stayed, the greater the danger to Song Ci would be.

Jiang Jingxing looked at Huo Muchen, who was standing there like a statue, walked over and said in a deep voice: "Third brother, why are you so calm all of a sudden? This is not like you!"

Huo Muchen didn't respond either.

Only the veins exposed by the fists clenched at his sides revealed his innermost feelings.

Suddenly - "The door opened, opened automatically!"

Someone shouted.

There was a clicking sound in my ears.

Song Ci counted to '599', and when he saw the door open, it was exactly '600'. After ten minutes, the door opened.

As soon as the door opened, an explosion broke out at the press conference. All the floors of the building related to the press conference were severely damaged.

The policemen on duty there were shocked.

Fortunately, everyone was dismissed in advance, otherwise everyone would have died together at the press conference! Song Ci's body was still stiff in place.

She didn't move, and neither did Yan Baichuan.

Jiang Jingxing led someone to test and open the door.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yan Baichuan holding his hand next to Song Ci's neck, but the hand was a little stiff and hanging downward.

Song Ci looked calm, not panicked at all, and his face was intact.

She stood still.

There was a female prisoner | The police tried to stand over, expecting a struggle, but found that Yan Baichuan was easily captured.

"Mrs. Huo..." "Xiao Ci."

Through the gap between people, Huo Muchen's voice suddenly reached his ears, "I'm waiting for you."

Song Ci's tears fell down.

She raised her head and walked steadily towards Huo Muchen step by step, but stopped a step away.

"Mr. Huo."

"I am here."

"I'm counting to 600."

"Um."

"So he's dead. He's been dead for ten minutes, right."

"Um."

Lu Ziyan was confused as to what he meant by being dead for ten minutes.

"He said there are still twenty minutes left. The door will open automatically in twenty minutes, right?"

"Um."

"He called me by my name many times, but I didn't answer. Do you want to know why?"

Song Ci did this to a dying person, which seemed cruel to outsiders.

When Mr. Huo was dying, he wanted them to come back, but Song Ci also refused.

"think."

Song Ci said calmly: "Because I don't want to commit my life to him in reincarnation, I have already committed my whole life to a man named Huo Muchen.

Even if Yan Baichuan died for something, even if it was for me, I would never leave a place for him in my heart, not even the slightest bit.

Your fears will never come true."

"Little words."

She actually knew what he was worried about! He was indeed worried that Yan Baichuan's death would occupy a place in her heart.

Song Ci added: "I have walked across the Naihe Bridge, I have been to the road of reincarnation, I have crossed the River of Forgetfulness, and I have not forgotten the past. I know what I want better than anyone else.

Your worries will never come true. Even if he dies because of me, I will not feel sorry for him.

He asked me if I hated him, but I actually didn’t.

I no longer hate it.

Without love there is no hatred.”

"..." Everyone was confused when they heard Song Ci's words.

Song Ci said, "Yan Baichuan knew that he would definitely lose if he sued me in court with that excuse, but he still used more than half of the Yan family's shares to sue me.

As a result, he lost, and I felt at ease and got all his shares as a matter of course.

It’s because he knows that if he gives it to me, I will definitely find it dirty and refuse it, so he gives it to me in disguise in a way that makes me win, right?”

"right."

"Then Mr. Huo knows why I should accept it?"

"I don't know."

Song Ci was relieved: "That's because he owed me for letting you and I almost miss each other, so even if I knew his intention of doing this, I would accept it with peace of mind! Mr. Huo, in this case, he is just trying to atone for his sins from me.

, why do you have to worry that I will keep him in my heart."

Huo Muchen remained silent.

His little words are so transparent to his emotions.

Song Ci slowly stretched out his hand and looked at Huo Muchen seriously: "Mr. Huo, will you go home with me?"

Huo Muchen glanced twice, stretched out his hand firmly, clasped his hands and interlocked his fingers: "Return!"

Song Ci walked forward with her head held high. Even though she knew Yan Baichuan was dead, she never looked back, and she didn't even let Yan Baichuan take one last look at her.

Let’s never meet again on the road to reincarnation.

Song Ci's afterlife has been promised to Huo Muchen for many lifetimes! Yan Baichuan, go find his girl in the next life! On the way back, Huo Muchen received a call from Jiang Jingxing: "Something happened at the press conference. Qin Sheng...

The bastard planted a bomb at the press conference in advance. Fortunately, your wife was kidnapped and caused a mess. Otherwise, many people would have died together! Your wife will probably have to finish it too!"

Song Ci rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Shut him up, I don't want to listen to him."

Ever since she learned that Jiang Jingxing was her brother in name only, and that Qin Yan was most likely her brother by blood, Song Ci felt uneasy.

Huo Muchen simply cut off the call.

"Xiao Ci, Yan Baichuan left a suicide note for me."

"When did this happen?"

"When you gave me the cat."

Song Ci thought for a moment and exhaled: "I know, that's my cat. I was almost killed by Su Xuening."

"do you know?"

"That little thing has been following you and me for so long, and my eyesight is not bad.

Do you want to know why I didn’t answer?”

Today's Song Ci seemed to suddenly reveal his most mature side, and in turn guided Huo Muchen not to have grudges or worry about whether Yan Baichuan's death would remain in her heart.

"Um?"

"My cat didn't die, but another cat died on its behalf. Although I'm not a good person, I can't bear to see innocent creatures suffer innocent crimes in vain.

Moreover, the cat was closer to Yan Baichuan than to me, and it was placed next to Yan Baichuan.

If you were by my side again, wouldn't you be heartbroken every day?

I always feel that Yan Baichuan is by my side in a different way."

"Little words."

Huo Muchen's eyes were stunned.

When Song Ci heard his tone, he knew that what he said was accurate.

She folded her hands and stroked her belly, "You gave that cat to me in the first place. Since Yan Baichuan gave it back to me, it means nothing to me anymore.

As I told you, what I love is not those snacks or cats, but what I love is the things you gave me.

It’s not a gift from you, so I don’t care whether I want it or not.”

When Huo Muchen heard her explanation, his heart suddenly became enlightened.

"Yan Baichuan threatened me in the car, trying to make his death 'well deserved'. In fact, I didn't care at all. He was just a stranger to me."

Song Ci slowly turned his head and looked at Huo Muchen seriously, "You are the only one worthy of my stopping, do you understand?"

"clear."

What a blessing it is to have a wife like this! Back at Chaomuju, the police station also dealt with the two incidents at the press conference and Song Ci's kidnapping.

When Mr. Yan learned that his grandson had died of poisoning, he was so angry and heartbroken that he fainted and was sent to the ICU.

When Song Ci returned to Chaomu Residence, he went upstairs tiredly to wash away all the smell of blood.

When he came out again, Huo Muchen had a suicide note in his hand.

Song Ci glanced at the writing on it, 'Song Ci personally opens it', and then smiled and said, "Do you have a lighter?"

Huo Muchen frowned, but handed it over.
Chapter completed!