A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1561 - 304: Keeping Promises, Simple Happiness (Part 1)

Wu Hen gave her a deep look, covered his shoulder, and swiftly disappeared.

Mingyue chased after and took a glance, seeing Yun Ya stagger, she quickly moved to support her.

"Miss, are you okay?"

Yun Ya shook her head, "I’m fine, how did you find me?"

"It was Young Master Yan who found you."

"Brother Yan? Where is he?" Yun Ya asked.

Mingyue glanced out the window.

Yun Ya pushed her away and raced downstairs.

The yard was pitch-black, with no light from stars or moon tonight, the darkness was endless with undercurrents surging.

Corpses were strewn across the ground, blood ran like a river, sinister and terrifying.

Wu Hen had just stepped out of the villa when suddenly, a group appeared silently around him, guns all aimed at his head.

The corner of the mouth under the silver mask slowly curled into a smile.

The crowd parted, and a tall figure walked out, seeming as though even the night couldn’t merge with the darkness in his eyes.

The man had sharp, distinct features, and in the night, his brows and eyes revealed a bone-chilling indifference, his dark eyes emitted a suppressed and dangerous light.

"Q, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time."

The deep voice flowed slowly in the night, as if it held a power to freeze the heart.

Wu Hen clutched his right shoulder, blood seeping through, soaking his black clothes, and upon hearing this, the corner of his mouth curled, his eyes flickering with amusement.

Though injured, his back remained straight with no sign of embarrassment, the silver mask reflected a cold, eerie gleam in the night, the exposed half of his face flowed with a clear, indifferent light.

"Being remembered by you is really not a joyous thing." The tone held a hint of amusement, as if speaking with an old friend.

Yan Song held a gun, a light tap of the finger, it was loaded, and he slowly approached him.

"Anyone who threatens Yun Ya, I won’t let them go. Your hands are stained with blood, who knows how many lives you’ve claimed, acting as Queen’s lackey, committing all sorts of atrocities. Do you think you can walk out of here alive today?"

Wu Hen smiled slightly, "You won’t kill me."

Yan Song’s brow furrowed, and in the next moment, the gun was pressed against his forehead, "Who gave you that confidence?"

Indeed, as Queen’s closest confidant, more of her secrets could be unearthed from him, killing him would be a pity, but thinking of the things he had done to Yun Ya repeatedly, made him want to destroy this person immediately.

"Yan Song, let me give you a kind reminder, with your weakling appearance, you will never... be able to defeat her." Wu Hen smiled slightly, his eyes gleaming like ice crystals, glowing with a sneering and sinister light.

Yan Song did not get angry, but rather laughed, the two stood together, each equally tall, one cold and indifferent, the other cold and sinister.

The finger slowly pulled the trigger, Yan Song’s eyes filled with deep chill, "Save those words for Hell...."

Wu Hen, unhurried, instead curled his lips into a carefree smile, looking at the man before him, he said with a faint smile, "What you get may not necessarily belong to you...."

Yan Song frowned, barely having time to think it through, when suddenly a cold voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Let her go, or I’ll kill her."

"Brother Yan...." A feeble voice followed, but in an instant, it made Yan Song’s pupils contract sharply.

He hurriedly turned around, seeing a man covered in black clothes with a gun pressed to Yun Ya’s neck, step by step emerging from the darkness.

Yun Ya’s face was pale, yet she showed no panic. Upon seeing him, her eyes lit up.

Yan Song took a deep breath, the gun against Wu Hen’s head tightened a bit more, he said coldly, "If you dare harm her one bit, I’ll kill him right now."

The man sneered and suddenly tightened his arm around Yun Ya’s neck, causing her to suddenly have trouble breathing, her cheeks turning a rapid shade of red.

Yan Song gritted his teeth, then suddenly released his hand.

Wu Hen’s hand, which had been hanging at his side, gripped tightly then loosened, he said faintly, "Let her go."

"Q...." The man looked at him, puzzled.

The master’s order was to take this person back, but Q had repeatedly disobeyed the master’s orders, now more so for this woman, easily exposing a weakness, otherwise, how could those people so easily find this place?

"I said let her go." Emphasizing his tone, Wu Hen repeated.

The tone wasn’t particularly forceful, but it carried an undeniable strength.

The man gritted his teeth, "We’ll release her once we leave here."

Yan Song glanced at Yun Ya, gave her a reassuring look, and raised his hand, speaking in a deep voice, "Let them go."

Yellow Hair sighed, what a great opportunity, it’s truly a pity, he coughed and gave the order.