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Chapter 1294

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Ding Han burst into tears the moment she saw Huo Jibai enter the room. "Xiao Bai …"

Huo Jibai sat down beside Ding Han and held her hand tightly. He watched as the timer on the bomb ticked away. After all, he was just a teenager and did not have Huo Yanqing's steadiness and calmness. Tears welled up in his eyes. "Mom, don't be afraid. Fifth Uncle is here. Everything will be fine."

His words were full of trust and respect for Huo Yanqing.

Ding Han nodded. "Mom, I'm not afraid."

The room instantly quietened down. Ding Han's sobs and Huo Jibai's occasional sniffling could be heard clearly.

The atmosphere was solemn and tense. It made everyone nervous and tense.

Everyone's eyes fell on Huo Yanqing's bony hands and hoped that he would defuse the bomb as soon as possible.

Time passed by and the timer on the bomb ticked away at 01: 36. Everyone's hearts were like a drawn bow that would snap with just a little more force.

Ding Han's initial hope slowly turned into despair. She pushed Huo Jibai's hand away and said, "Let's go. Hurry up and leave before it's too late."

Huo Jibai sat on the sofa and did not move. The usually rebellious teenager also burst into tears. "I'm not leaving."

Ding Han pushed Huo Jibai away forcefully. "Let's go. Hurry up and leave. Just pretend that Mom died five years ago."

"Mom …" Huo Jibai's eyes were bloodshot and he sat still like a mountain. "We can't give up even if it's only for a second."

Ding Han saw that she could not push Huo Jibai away and looked at Huo Yanqing, who had been squatting in front of her. "Yanqing, I'm not afraid of death. If I die, I'll be able to see Yanlin. But I can't take you and Xiao Bai away. Yanlin will blame me. I beg you, take Xiao Bai away."

"Don't talk." Huo Yanqing's voice was cold and deep, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Ding Han looked at the time and saw that it was 00: 45. The despair in her eyes swallowed her like a waterfall. She pushed Huo Yanqing away and didn't dare to move. She could only stabilize her waist and push Huo Jibai away with her arms. "Go, all of you go. I'm not Ding Han. I'm Ding Han. I have nothing to do with you."

"Mom …" Huo Jibai turned around and held Ding Han's hand. "I'm not leaving."

Ding Han shook off Huo Jibai's hand with a cold face. "I'm not your mother. Your mother died in that plane crash. Go, go …"

"Have you had enough?" Huo Yanqing's deep and intimidating voice rang out in the room.

Ding Han and Huo Jibai suddenly froze.

"If you don't want to die together, then be quiet." Huo Yanqing's eyes were cold and sharp.

Ding Han's eyes were filled with tears. "Yanqing, why do you have to …"

"Shut up!" Huo Yanqing seemed to have lost his patience. His voice was frightening and his gaze fell on the black box on Ding Han's waist. It showed that it was 00: 15.

Ding Han stopped pushing Huo Jibai. Her face was ashen and she muttered in a low voice, "It's over, it's all over. I'm the sinner of the Family Huo. Yanlin, I've let you down …"

Huo Yanqing squatted down in front of Ding Han. His large hands held the scissors and came to the four wires of different colors. Without hesitation, he cut the red and white wires. The stopwatch went off.

"It's done, it's done. It's okay now." Huo Jibai shouted excitedly.

Ding Han snapped out of her thoughts and looked down. When she saw that the time on the bomb on her waist had gone off, her face lit up with joy. She turned around and hugged Huo Jibai, crying loudly.

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