Chapter 342: Your House Blew Up (6/10, Bonus for 'Ye Sha House')

Looking down from here, one could see many people below screaming and crying; in the night, flames blazed thickly, lights flickering like shadows.

Fang Yue stood lost in place.

His mind was blank, feeling utterly dazed and numb.

Only a buzzing hum echoed in his ears; everything before his eyes seemed unreal.

The only memory replaying in his mind was that of Yuan Jie.

During his internship, he lived with Yuan Jie; after graduation, he had no friends—only Yuan Jie never abandoned him.

And even after he recently prospered, his relationship with Yuan Jie remained unchanged.

In Jianghai City, Yuan Jie was like family to him, offering him spiritual support, his pillar during his early years of hardship.

And now… Yuan Jie was dead!

Killed by unknown hands!

An unstoppable, raging fire ignited in his heart!

Fang Yue felt his whole body trembling—but this time, not from sorrow or pain, but from fury.

Fury hot enough to burn away his sanity!

He leapt from the ruined outer wall of the half-destroyed building, using several floor windows as landing points, and landed smoothly on the ground amid the astonished gazes of others.

"Mommy! That big brother is so awesome!"

"Daddy, I want to learn that! I want to learn that!"

"Extreme sport? Young people are just great—after an accident, they can still jump down like that! Amazing!"

A crowd gathered around, pointing and whispering at Fang Yue; most were indifferent, merely here for the spectacle.

Distant sirens wailed; Fang Yue's cold eyes swept over the crowd, then locked onto the direction where Bai Xiaoya's helicopter had landed.

Soon, amid the onlookers, he spotted the grounded helicopter—and A Ming.

Fang Yue walked over and pulled him into a corner: "Where's Bai Xiaoya?"

A Ming looked at Fang Yue's vacant eyes and his deliberately calm tone, and a chilling dread rose from his heart.

"... Big Sister was stuck in the stairwell, just like you, trying to go up and find Yuan Jie."

"You should've followed her."

"Big Sister runs fast…"

"She'll go insane."

"Wha—" A Ming froze, then fell silent for a long while before saying: "Is Yuan Jie… dead?"

"Her room was blown to nothing."

A Ming clenched his fists tightly: "No… it definitely wasn't Boss who did this. Boss would never do something like this!"

Fang Yue's eyes turned lifeless, his entire demeanor darkening profoundly: "It doesn't matter. I'll find him and ask him myself."

He paused, then said: "Call Bai Xiaoya. Tell her to come back."

"What if Big Sister refuses…?"

"Then tell her I want to speak with her father. She's smart—she'll understand what I mean."

A Ming fell silent again. The surrounding noise and chaos continued; the fire burned the building, its glow reflecting on Fang Yue's face, turning his calm, dark expression blood-red—as if he were a bloodthirsty beast ready to pounce.

After hesitating, A Ming dialed Bai Xiaoya's number.

Soon, loud noise came through the line—and A Ming's expression slowly turned to shock and bewilderment.

Fang Yue immediately noticed the change in A Ming's face: "What's wrong?"

A Ming said nothing, only handed the phone to Fang Yue.

Fang Yue took the phone, puzzled…

"Ah Yue! Ah Yue! Look quick, look quick—our neighborhood building had a gas explosion! So exciting, a whole crowd gathered… hey, hey hey, wait! Wait! Is—is—is that our house? Xiaoya! Xiaoya! This isn't right! That's our house, our house!! Waaahhh! Waaahhh! Waaahhh!!!"

Fang Yue: …

Fang Yue:???

Fang Yue:??!!

What the hell!?

What the hell!!!

"Yuan Jie!! You, you're okay, you… you you… thank goodness! Thank goodness!"

Tears welled in his eyes; Fang Yue quickly turned aside to wipe them away, voice trembling with excitement: "Yuan Jie, where are you? Where are you right now?"

While Fang Yue anxiously asked, the other end was pondering what food remained in the fridge, and where else she'd hidden her secret cash that she'd never get to spend.

Sometimes Yuan Jie's absentmindedness left Fang Yue too drained to even complain.

Fortunately, at that moment, Bai Xiaoya's voice came through the phone.

"I'm with Yuan Jie at the neighborhood gate. Everyone come over."

"Got it!"

After telling A Ming, Fang Yue sprinted straight toward the neighborhood gate.

On the way, he still used his phone to confirm the situation with Bai Xiaoya.

He learned that Yuan Jie had been waiting at home, faithfully, expecting them back—after all, they'd confirmed earlier that day they'd return.

But Yuan Jie was carefree; she'd planned a hotpot feast that night, only remembered she'd forgotten to buy fresh lamb slices right before lighting the stove, so she turned off the fire and went out to buy them.

When she returned, she'd entered the wrong building, heard the building rumble and shake, thought it was an earthquake, and fled down in panic—where she met Bai Xiaoya.

"I thought this building was our neighborhood—I was going to call you guys to come watch the spectacle…"

Yuan Jie said, still shaken.

Though she was scatterbrained and never had a plan, her luck was truly incredible.

If Yuan Jie didn't have this little quirk, today she would have definitely died at home.

Fang Yue's eyes reddened as he gripped Yuan Jie's hand: "As long as the person's fine, that's all that matters, as long as the person's fine…"

Bai Xiaoya, meanwhile, threw herself into Yuan Jie's arms, her eyes red, tears streaming silently.

Yuan Jie scratched her head. Although she didn't understand what had happened, she still comforted the two of them.

"It was just a gas explosion, stop crying, stop crying, I'm fine, aren't I? Hahahaha."

Yuan Jie said with a hearty laugh.

The three clung together for quite a while before Fang Yue finally calmed down.

Fang Yue gave Bai Xiaoya a look, then had A Ming, who was standing nearby, watch over Yuan Jie, while he and Bai Xiaoya walked off to a corner.

Yuan Jie saw this scene and couldn't help but widen her eyes.

"Huh?! You two—your relationship has already reached this stage? That's moving fast!"

Hearing this, A Ming couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth slightly.

He now had a rough idea of Yuan Jie's personality.

Meanwhile, the two in the corner had already begun their conversation.

"Bai Xiaoya, although Yuan Jie was lucky enough to come out unscathed, we need to get to the bottom of this. Clearly someone came after me, or after you."

The two of them each had their own secrets, and each had their own enemies. This kind of bombing method was clearly aimed at them; it couldn't have been aimed at Yuan Jie.

Even if they really wanted to kill Yuan Jie, it would be a plan arranged against them.

"Who do you think did it?" Bai Xiaoya looked up at Fang Yue, her eyes icy cold, a sharp chill radiating from them!

"Who did it isn't important. What's important is who's easier to investigate. The United Front Society, the Shadow Society—we can't afford to investigate either of them, no leads. But your father Bai Su'e—if we want to find him, we definitely can!"

(End of chapter)