Chapter 296 - 292: Old-Fashioned Romance Novel Heroine 12

Chapter 296: Chapter 292: Old-Fashioned Romance Novel Heroine 12

"Wait!"

Huo Chen threw up a hand. "I’ll give it to you."

The key carved an arc through the air.

The Third Grand-uncle snatched it, his face contorting with ecstatic joy.

"Finally... Finally..."

In that split second, the Old Madam suddenly jabbed her elbow into the stomach of the man in black behind her, simultaneously driving her knee hard into his groin!

"AHH!"

The man in black cried out in pain and let go.

Huo Chen reacted like lightning. He lunged forward as a miniature handgun slid from his sleeve.

BANG! Blood sprayed from the Third Grand-uncle’s gun-wielding wrist.

"Move!" Huo Chen roared.

The bodyguards immediately opened fire, precisely taking down all the armed men in black.

The entire hall erupted into chaos.

"No!"

The Third Grand-uncle clutched his bleeding wrist, screaming hysterically, "You have no idea what’s inside the Heavenly Mechanism Box! It’s—"

Suddenly, the entire castle began to shake violently. The crystal chandelier on the ceiling crashed to the floor.

Ji Xiaosong was pulled into Huo Chen’s arms, barely managing to stay on her feet amidst the intense tremors.

After all his scheming, the Third Grand-uncle had finally obtained the Heavenly Mechanism Box. Ji Xiaosong’s gaze pierced through the falling dust, locking onto the glowing "Heavenly Mechanism Box" in his hand.

But it wasn’t a box at all. It was a single sheet of glowing golden paper, covered in dense script.

’Is that... a page from the Fate Book?’

She muttered to herself as memories flooded her mind like a tidal wave.

’Song!’

Rongrong’s voice exploded in her mind. ’I remember now! That’s the page of the Life Book that the Star Lord of Destiny tore out back then! No wonder the Huo Family has been prosperous for so long. They actually...’

The Third Grand-uncle laughed maniacally, his trembling hands unfolding the golden paper. "Do you see? This is the Huo Family’s secret! The power to control destiny!"

His greedy eyes scanned the paper, but he suddenly froze. "This... This is impossible..."

Huo Chen seized the opportunity and snatched the golden paper. "Third Grand-uncle," he said coldly, "you have no idea what this is."

Ji Xiaosong moved closer to look. Written clearly on the golden paper was:

"The Huo Family shall dominate the world of commerce, but by defying heaven and altering fate, their line shall be difficult to continue. Only when the fated one appears and gives birth to twins will this calamity be resolved..."

It recorded in detail how the Huo Family could continue to prosper, even setting out a timeline for their future.

At the very bottom was another line of small text: "Penned by the Star Lord of Destiny himself. All who gaze upon this page shall suffer heavenly retribution."

The Third Grand-uncle’s face was ashen. "No... This can’t be... How could the Huo Family’s secret be..."

"A curse?"

Huo Chen sneered. "Did you think our ancestors only left behind secrets to wealth and glory? No. This is a warning!"

The castle’s tremors grew more violent, and cracks began to spiderweb across the walls.

Ji Xiaosong’s fingers clenched Huo Chen’s sleeve, her knuckles turning white.

She had little interest left in the Huo Family’s internal strife.

She looked up at the man holding her protectively in his arms and suddenly felt like she was looking at a complete stranger.

"So..."

Her voice was barely a whisper. "You knew from the very beginning?"

Huo Chen’s body visibly stiffened for a moment. He looked down at her, a flicker of panic flashing through his usually sharp eyes.

Rubble from the castle rained down around them, but it was as if they were separated from it by an invisible barrier.

Only then did Ji Xiaosong notice a faint golden light shimmering around Huo Chen. It was the power of the Fate Book protecting him.

"Wife, I..."

"Don’t call me wife!"

She shoved him away, stumbling back a few steps. "So all that talk about love at first sight, about how it had to be me... was it all fake? Was it just because I’m the ’fated one’ written about in the Fate Book?"

The twins in her womb seemed to sense their mother’s emotional turmoil and began to stir restlessly.

Ji Xiaosong bent over in pain but stubbornly refused to let Huo Chen near her.

"It’s not like that."

Huo Chen’s voice was hoarse. "I did know about the fated one from the start, but I..."

"You what?"

Ji Xiaosong gave a bitter laugh. "Can you dare say you didn’t get close to me because of this?"

Huo Chen fell silent.

This man, so invincible in the business world, now looked as helpless as a child who had done something wrong.

The Third Grand-uncle suddenly burst into crazed laughter. "Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! Huo Chen, so you have a day like this too!"

He clutched his bleeding wrist, his eyes filled with malicious glee. "Did you think you were the only one who could scheme? The Fate Book doesn’t say this ’fated one’ would willingly bear your children!"

"Shut up!"

Huo Chen roared, raising his gun. A bullet flew past the Third Grand-uncle’s ear with pinpoint accuracy.

Watching this scene, Ji Xiaosong felt a chill run through her entire body.

She remembered the meaningful look in Huo Chen’s eyes the second time they met, his meticulously planned approach, and what he said when he proposed: "There’s no divorce in the Huo Family, only widowhood..."

So that explained everything.

’Song...’

Rongrong’s voice was tinged with heartache. ’Maybe we should get out of here first...’

Ji Xiaosong didn’t answer Rongrong. Instead, she said flatly to Huo Chen, "I will give birth to the children for you. The Huo Family has over a million employees worldwide; its influence is profound. The children have an obligation to bear that responsibility. As for everything else, I don’t want to think about it right now."

With that, she turned to walk out of the castle. A pang of pain from her abdomen made her falter, but she defiantly straightened her back.

"Stop!"

Huo Chen’s voice boomed behind her, filled with an authority that could not be denied.

She paid him no mind and kept walking.

Huo Chen strode toward the castle entrance and gave a sharp order to his bodyguards: "Clean this up."

The Third Grand-uncle’s hysterical curses came to an abrupt halt, replaced by the dull report of a gun.

"Chenchen!"

The Old Madam hurried forward. "Let’s talk this out calmly..."

Huo Chen didn’t break his stride. "Grandmother, go home first."

The Old Madam looked like she wanted to say more but ultimately sighed and left the crumbling castle under the bodyguards’ escort.

Huo Chen quickly caught up with Ji Xiaosong and pulled her back.

Ji Xiaosong tried to break free from his grip. "Let go!"

"Don’t move."

Huo Chen suddenly swept her up into his arms and strode outside. "This place is about to collapse."

The castle’s beams and pillars groaned under the strain as large chunks of rubble rained down from above.

Huo Chen shielded her in his arms, using his back to block all the flying debris.

Ji Xiaosong could feel his muscles tense, but he didn’t even make a sound.

A helicopter was already waiting in the courtyard.

Huo Chen boarded the aircraft with her in his arms, his movements forceful yet gentle.

The moment the cabin door closed, the entire castle collapsed with a deafening roar, sending up a massive cloud of dust and smoke.

Huo Chen held the struggling Ji Xiaosong, securing her firmly in a seat.

"Huo Chen, what gives you the right—"

"The fact that you’re carrying my children gives me the right."

Huo Chen fastened his seatbelt, his voice low. "And the fact that you are my wife."

"I’m leaving right now. I don’t want to be with you anymore."

Huo Chen’s gaze turned sharp. He grabbed Ji Xiaosong’s wrist. "Don’t even think about it."

The helicopter lifted into the air. Ji Xiaosong watched the snowy mountain castle recede into the distance, a sudden, overwhelming exhaustion washing over her.

The contractions in her abdomen grew more intense. She bit her lip to keep from crying out.

"If you’re in pain, why don’t you say something?"

Huo Chen suddenly grabbed her hand, his grip so tight it was almost painful.

She stubbornly turned her face away. "It has nothing to do with you."