Chapter 631: The fateful night
A twelve years old Wei stood in front of Song Wuyin and Song Lan. His gaze shone with bloodthirst, but his expression rang calmness and tranquility. He knew what he had to do, and he wasn't even a bit hesitant to put this matter to an end.
Song Wuyin and Song naturally recognized him as Jiang Weizhe's son and questioned in disbelief about his presence here. They swallowed hard at once, and their expression faltered.
"Jiang Wei…what are you doing here?"
Wei's gaze flickered, seeing Lihua in Song Wuyin's arms all unconscious.
He quickly said, "O-oh, Lihua is sleeping. She is our daughter. I think you haven't met her before. We were just about to head home after our walk."
Song Lan hastily agreed. Wei's presence meant extreme trouble. Not only were they afraid if he heard their plan of killing Lihua but also how they betrayed the Jiang family and were ready to take bribes from Jiang Shan to live an easy life.
"Let her go," Wei spoke three crisp words with an air of command and danger.
They froze.
Song Lan nervously chuckled. "Huh? We don't understand-"
"Give Lihua to me," he ordered.
They were rattled by several folds when they couldn't gauge Wei's expression at all. They were unable to detect just how much Wei had heard or if he even had heard anything in the first place.
Song Wuyin smiled. "Jiang Wei. As you can see, Lihua is sleeping. Your father must also be waiting for you, right? You should hurry home," he tried to convince him as he clutched onto Lihua tighter.
They knew they couldn't let go of Lihua at any cost. After all, their money and Jia's life was at stake. They had to give Jiang Shan the news that Lihua was no more or else…
Song Lan urged him. "Yes, yes. Let's go before she wakes up."
The storm in Wei's eyes deepened and darkened further and he raised his hand, pointing his gun towards them.
The Song couple blinked several times, and then horror and dread seeped into their expressions.
"Th-This…Jiang Wei, why are you pointing a gun at us?" Song Wuyin panicked.
Song Lan gasped. "Put it down, dear. You will accidentally pull the trigger! You know us, right? We are Jiang Weizhe and Yang Cheng's friends from the police!"
Wei was unaffected. "Give Lihua to me."
"This…What do you want to do with Lihua? She is sleeping anyway-"
"Give Lihua to me," his voice was turning somber as they kept testing his patience.
Song Wuyin gritted his teeth and tightened his hold over Lihua, making her brows slightly furrow in pain.
Wei's sharp eyes that didn't miss a single best about her, noticed the tension as she moved. But Song Wuyin was restricting it. Wei finally snapped.
Song Wuyin exhaled. "Lihua cannot-"
*BANG*
One moment he was talking and then he wasn't. A hole formed at the center of his forehead, and he collapsed backwards, dead.
Song Lan felt her ears ring. She blankly stared at her husband, who stood for a moment unmoved and then fell.
"Wuying? Wu…ying? Wuying!!! No!!"
But he wasn't breathing anymore. He wasn't talking anymore, and Song Lan could only stand and watch in disbelief.
"Wuying...No...Wake up please…!" She cried.
"Y-you…what did you do?" She tremblingly turned to face Wei, who was now pointing his gun at her. She froze. "How…could you?
Wei narrowed his eyes and said, "You wanted to kill Lihua. So, I killed him. He wasn't returning her to me."
Song Lan froze as if a big block of ice was harshly thrown at her.
"You killed Wuying! What nonsense are you blabbering!?" She exclaimed.
Wei wasn't in the mood to entertain her or tell her in detail anything. He just wanted Lihua back, and it seemed like Song Lan had no intentions of doing that either.
Calm, emotionless but predatory at the same time…such was Wei's black orbs as he was ready to pull the trigger. A second later, another bang sounded, and Song Lan's cries came to a halt. A similar bullet hole snapped her head backwards, and she joined her husband in death.
As soon as the threat was eliminated, Wei rushed to Lihua's side, and worry marred on his face. "Lihua! Lihua!"
He gently held onto her and patted her cheeks. "Lihua?"
Lihua was drowsy, but she was regaining her consciousness after the sound of two loud bullets that rang in the air.
"Hmm…"
Suddenly, a pair of footsteps hurried towards Wei, and he saw Fu Shen rushing to his side.
"Young master Wei!"
Fu Shen's eyes quickly scanned the area and was dumbfounded to see Song Lan and Song Wuyin.
"They are Song Wuyin and Song Lan!"
He noticed the gun in his hands and widened his eyes.
"Young master, did you…?"
A lot of questions were spiraling out of control in his mind, but he had no time to dwell over them.
Fu Shen quickly grabbed him and said, "Young master, we cannot stay here. People must have heard the bullet shots. Somebody might be coming at any moment. You cannot get implicated into this, young master. Let's go!"
"N-No! Lihua!" Wei refused to leave.
But he didn't listen to him, grabbed his hand and dragged him away.
"Leave me! Lihua!" Wei extended his hand towards her but to no avail.
"Young master, I will send my man to take care of the girl. She will be safe. But you cannot be here anymore!"
At the same time, a crying Jia came from the other side who was hiding in the bushes all t
his time. Lihua woke up with the noise.
"Sis…"
She turned to see her parents lying dead on the grass. Horror set in when she saw the two bullet holes on their forehead. Blood was seeping out. She didn't understand what happened, but she shook and her heart sped faster in her chest. Jia was crying harder and harder, and the shock made Lihua's mind blank.
"No…Mama…Dada…" her eyes teared up.
The consciousness which she had just regained faded away, and she fainted and collapsed. The next time when she woke up, little Lihua had no memories about that incident or anything that happened prior to it, including her meeting with Wei.
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