Chapter 7 Why Is Your life So Hard

Song Yao's heart tightened and she was almost suffocated.

"Mommy, don't! Don't come over!" With bean-sized tears on her face, Duoduo immediately changed her tone when she heard the mechanical sound.

Feeling heartbroken, Song Yao walked forward subconsciously, but her arm was gripped tightly by Han Che's big hands with distinct joints.

"Song Yao!"

"Let go of me!"

Song Yao would rather die than see her two children in trouble in front of her.

"Calm down." Han Che almost roared.

"Bang!"

With another loud noise, the beams and pillars above the warehouse fell down, there was dust everywhere They were choked for a moment.

"Mommy! Mommy! I'm afraid..." cried Duoduo.

No matter how strong Han Hao was, he couldn't hold on any longer. He trembled slightly and began to sob in a low voice.

"Dong!"

The warehouse was in chaos, and noises came from outside. They all looked at the entrance of the warehouse at the same time.

All of a sudden, with a loud bang, the door of the warehouse fell backward and the light pierced in.

"Song Yao!"

A magnetic voice came from the door, and then a tall and strong figure rushed in. Ye Cheng gasped and shouted.

"Ye Cheng, I'm here!"

All of a sudden, the light in front of Song Yao's eyes lit up. Her voice was choked with sobs, and the dust around was rolling. She coughed several times and waved at the figure not far away.

Ye Cheng?

After a few hasty steps, Ye Cheng came to the front of her. Looking at the tear stains on Song Yao's face, he felt a little nervous. Then he looked at the tearful Duoduo, and his eyebrows softened a lot. He comforted them in a soft voice.

"Duoduo is not afraid. We will be fine soon!"

With her brows and eyes full of nervousness, Song Yao calmed down and subconsciously leaned towards Ye Cheng. "At present, we have to find a person who can disarm the bomb, or it will be difficult for us to solve it with our ability."

Ye Cheng patted on Song Yao's back gently. The two behaved intimately.

In Han Che's eyes, it was inexplicably dazzling.

"I have someone who studied the bomb before. We'll be fine."

Fortunately, some of them had served in the army and learned how to disarm bombs.

Ye Cheng raised his hand, and a man in black walked up. He checked around, from left to right, from top to bottom, and through the glasses, said in a low voice, "Boss Ye, please step back. It's a digital bomb, with a probability of 9 percent to be removed."

"No way! I'll stay here with them!"

Song Yao would never allow herself to experience the pain of losing her son again!

She couldn't bear to see her two children risk their lives.

"It's not the time for you to mess around," Han Che frowned and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Are you heartless or not? They are all your own children!" Getting rid of Han Che's grip, she turned around and looked into Han Che's eyes.

Looking at her red eyes, Han Che suddenly became hoarse.

"Get out of my way." With a straight face, Ye Cheng pushed Han Che away.

"I'll be with you. Don't worry. Everything will be fine."

Then Ye Cheng turned to look at Song Yao. Ye Cheng's face softened a lot. He pressed her shoulder and comforted her dotingly.

"Boss Ye..."

"It doesn't matter. Let's start." Ye Cheng would never leave Song Yao alone.

Han Che was pushed back, showing no intention of leaving. He pulled a long face and clenched his teeth.

The bomb disposal experts looked at them and had no choice but to take action with extreme caution.

"Mommy!"

"Duoduo is not afraid. Han Hao is not afraid. I'm here." With red eyes, Song Yao tried her best to hold back her emotions.

At this time, she couldn't cry. The two children were still here and she couldn't frighten them.

Duoudo bit her pink lips, her big watery eyes blinking, which made her particularly lovable.

"The countdown is three minutes."

The mechanical sound resounded through the whole warehouse again.

Everyone's hearts rose to their throat in an instant.

Clenching Ye Cheng's arm, Song Yao held her breath.

"All right! We made it!"

As time went by...

Song Yao felt as if a century had passed.

"Mommy!" The two kids said almost at the same time, both subconsciously.

Hearing this, Song Yao dashed forward and held the two kids in her arms. Her tense tears poured out and she said in a hoarse voice, "All right, all right."

"It's all my fault. I didn't protect you well!"

It was the first time in Han Hao's life that he felt such warmth in Song Yao's arms. Tears were welling up in his reddened eyes. He buried his head in the shoulder of Song Yao and burst into tears.

Ye Cheng also breathed a sigh of relief.

He had just come back from abroad and hadn't talked to Song Yao yet. He had planned to give her a surprise.

But Ye Cheng didn't expect that before the surprise came, she was frightened.

When Ye Cheng learned that there was a dispute between Song Yao and Han Che at the banquet, he was worried and hurried to ask someone to locate them and come all the way.

"Are you okay? Did you get hurt or feel uncomfortable?" Ye Cheng squatted down and carefully examined the wounds on Han Hao's body. Fortunately, there were only some bruises.

Lying on the shoulder of Song Yao, Han Hao looked at Ye Cheng in a daze, which was rare to be obedient. "No, thank you, Uncle..."

Seeing this scene, the inexplicable unhappiness in Han Che's heart deepened. With the tip of his tongue against the back of his teeth, he slowly walked up to Han Hao, bent over and picked Han Hao up directly.

"Thank you so much today."

Although he was unhappy, it was Ye Cheng who saved everyone. Han Che should thank him.

With one hand holding up Song Yao, Ye Cheng patted the little girl's back gently with his big hand to comfort her.

"No, it's just for the child and Song Yao."

With a hint of displeasure in his eyes, Han Che squinted at Song Yao, who was standing behind Ye Cheng.

"That's also saved Han Hao. Today's kindness will be repaid later. We're leaving now."

Ye Cheng stared at Han Che with his long and narrow eyes. There was no emotion on his angular face. He just nodded slightly without saying anything.

With Han Hao in his arms, Han Che turned around and walked straight to the door of the warehouse. He paused for a moment and then left.

Seeing this, Song Xinyue kicked the monitor and cursed.

Song Yao was lucky enough to escape from this again!

Damn it! Why was she so lucky? She could escape again and again!

Song Xinyue clenched her teeth, with a strong hatred in her eyes, "Song Yao! I won't let you go easily. Just wait and see."