Chapter 743 - 652: Destiny Is Smiling Upon Us

Chapter 743: Chapter 652: Destiny Is Smiling Upon Us

His whole face contorted with anger, and he gnashed his teeth, saying:

"That beast Wang Xinfa, how could he be so heartless, that beast, I’m going to kill him, I’m going to kill him ahhhh—"

The furious roar echoed in the closed bedroom for a long time, finally quieting down hoarsely, and he said harshly:

"Mom, what are we going to do next?"

Li Hanyu only slowly pulled up her sleeve to cover the ugly mark again after applying the ointment.

She turned around to face Qian Huan, who was still angrily panting by the fish tank.

She did not comfort her son, but her voice was as chilling as it came from the depths of an ice cellar:

"It’s mom who misjudged Wang Xinfa, this person is even more ruthless and merciless than I thought.

Mom thought that since you have woken up, even if he was angry, he would at least be trapped temporarily using the net of interest, and plan slowly. But now it seems, mom underestimated the situation."

Li Hanyu shook her head and laughed coldly, saying:

"Wang Xinfa may pursue interests, but he is different from President Lu, he seeks not the maximization of benefits, but their absolutization.

Rather than how much he gains or loses, what he cares more about is whether his power and dignity have been desecrated, even in the slightest, he would not tolerate it."

Li Hanyu paused, staring unblinking at her son, and asked solemnly:

"So, Huan’Er, the situation for us mother and son might be a hundred times more dangerous than mom initially estimated, are you scared?"

Qian Huan’s heart jolted, a trace of fear appeared in his eyes:

"Mom, you think Mr. Wang will directly come after us?"

But then his anger burned that fear away, and he said harshly:

"Mom, I’m not afraid either, compared to death, I’m more afraid of being stuck in the fish tank forever, turning into a piece of rotten flesh, unable to move, that is truly life! Not! As! Good! As! Death!!"

There was no pretentiousness in Qian Huan’s words, ordinary people could never imagine how inhuman that prolonged "comatose" state was.

It was not a peaceful sleep, but a never-ending, tireless, uncontrollable repetition of just one thing—practicing!

Day in, day out.

Every second, every minute.

24/7 non-stop, relentlessly practicing in front of the mirror... it was even more despairing than being cut by a thousand knives.

Even knowing you’re dreaming in the dream is... even more terrifying, isn’t it?

Li Hanyu was very pleased with her son’s response, she said with relief:

"Yes, Huan’Er, remember, never be scared, the closer to death you are, the less you should be afraid, because fear means real death, by holding on to the thought of certain death to bite back at others, can you possibly survive."

Qian Huan understood this profoundly, and responded:

"Mom, I get it, you taught me to dare to go mad and dare to flip the table."

Li Hanyu smiled at his words, then shifted her tone again:

"However, it’s not that we are bound to die, Wang Xinfa, even if he has murderous intentions, he surely won’t dare touch us mother and son for now."

Qian Huan was stunned, his eyes filled with confusion and doubt: "???"

If Mr. Wang truly has murderous intentions, crushing them, a mother and orphan, is not much more difficult than squashing an ant; he does not understand where his mother’s confidence comes from.

Was it just because he called Wang Xinfa "dad" earlier?

To a political animal like Wang Xinfa, even a legitimate son could be dealt with, let alone a suddenly appeared "bastard child" like him.

Li Hanyu knew what her son was confused about, so she smiled intriguingly:

"My son, the time of your awakening tonight was just too perfect.

By the way, you might not know, the special envoy’s villa is just not far next to us, and coincidentally it was attacked tonight, the envoy’s fate is still unknown till now."

Qian Huan was stunned, after a brief daze, his mind began to spin faster than ever before.

Then suddenly, as if realizing something, the color on his face drained completely white.

Li Hanyu looked at the pallor on her son’s face, laughed, and said:

"It seems you are thinking the same as mom, afraid that some people might forcibly link your awakening tonight with the envoy’s incident, right?

If you’re thinking like this, mom’s thinking like this, then certainly there will be others outside making such a connection too."

Qian Huan wanted to remind his mother that this matter was no small deal, even though he trusts his mother definitely wouldn’t do such a thing, but others out there might not be so sure.

Such seemingly unrelated coincidences can often be deadly, he has seen plenty of such things in the Lower City.

After all, who said coincidences can’t be related?

The more Qian Huan thought about it, the more chilling it seemed, yet he didn’t understand why his mother was still smiling?!!

Li Hanyu didn’t keep him guessing any further, but explained over the fish tank:

"Huan’Er, what you’re worrying about is exactly what mom has been worried about before, but now, mom suddenly realized—this deadly coincidence, for us, is a huge danger, but it can also be a life-saving charm for us mother and son."

Although every word his mother said made sense to Qian Huan, he couldn’t understand them when put together.

Danger is danger!

How could danger become a life-saving charm?

Qian Huan racked his brains, trying to keep up with his mother’s thoughts, but obviously, in this aspect of wisdom, he was far behind his mother.

Li Hanyu is an absolute competent mother, even in the most dangerous situation, she showed no impatience, nor forgot to educate and guide her son at any moment:

"Huan’Er, don’t rush, calm down and think carefully.

You just asked, why Wang Xinfa wouldn’t dare to move us? The answer lies within this ’coincidence’!"

She stared at her son intensely, and slowly said:

"Think about it, if we mother and son... uh, suddenly died inexplicably in the next few days, what would those smart people outside think?

Once may be explained as a coincidence, but can two coincidences still be explained by coincidence?"

Qian Huan’s pupils contracted abruptly, as if a lightning bolt had split open the clouded fog in his mind.

Seeing the sudden enlightenment in her son’s eyes, Li Hanyu added:

"If, your ’miraculous’ awakening could be forcibly linked with the envoy’s assassination by those with intentions, then likewise, if we mother and son suddenly died ’accidentally’, this ’accident’ will surely be tightly bound by these people with the previous ’coincidence’."

While explaining, Li Hanyu asked:

"Huan’Er, do you think what mom said makes sense, or say, will there be such an intentional person to make a big fuss about these coincidences?"

Qian Huan now truly understood completely, his eyes lit up, and he even directly uttered a name:

"Mom, you mean Member of Parliament Zhang Deming?"

Li Hanyu’s beautiful eyes shifted, her face showing a sinister smile:

"Exactly, it’s Member of Parliament Zhang Deming.

He and Wang Xinfa are arch-enemies, the biggest rivals vying for the position of the chief next term.

Once something happens to us mother and son, especially at the peak of your ’awakening’ and the envoy’s attack, these coincidences, Zhang Deming, that bloodthirsty political shark, would surely smell it.

He will try every means to string all the coincidences together, weaving them into a net to strangle Wang Xinfa to death.

Especially since you publicly called Mr. Wang as dad today, Member of Parliament Zhang Deming won’t let go of the connection between us and the member at all."

Qian Huan’s mind finally turned a corner as if he had been suddenly enlightened.

Yes, hasn’t he just experienced the bloody and dirty political struggle once?

The dirty water from the Second Prison riot, how much effort did he put, how much flesh did he carve off himself to escape from it, he still remembers vividly, with a deep sense of pain.

He knows too well the power of this "dirty water"!

To throw dirty water no evidence is needed, only a chink-exploiting excuse is necessary.

As for the final outcome, the truth has long been irrelevant, even the clumsiness of the excuse doesn’t matter, but it depends on how much strength the opponent throwing this excuse has, and how big a storm they can stir.

And how much strength does Member of Parliament Zhang Deming have?

This much, Mr. Wang Xinfa knows better than anybody else in this world—once letting Member of Parliament Zhang Deming seize this "coincidence", what kind of terrifying energy can explode from it.

So...