Marriage in crisis

But just as we stepped out of the door and headed straight for the car that was coming to pick us up not far away, a deafening noise came from behind us.

A strong wave with tongues of fire lifted us up in an instant.

At this critical moment, I felt Wei Qingchuan's arms instantly hold me tightly in his arms, and then I rolled to the side.

Chen Lang also protected Chi Xi and rushed forward, following closely behind us and lying on the lawn outside the house.

Then there were two more loud noises.

The sound was so loud, like an earth-shaking earthquake. My ears were ringing and I had no idea what was happening.

Then came the terrible howling and screaming. It was no exaggeration to say it was the howling of ghosts and wolves.

I was indeed stunned by the sudden sound and couldn't tell the directions at all, but I was so scared that I hugged Wei Qingchuan tightly.

When the explosions stopped, Chen Lang pulled us up, and Wei Qingchuan protected me and retreated to a farther place.

And then I noticed that Chi Xi had gone to the platform at the door without me noticing, picked up the fallen Rong Yingluo, and ran over from the stairs.

Following behind him were Rong Pengcheng and the other distinguished guests who came with him.

When Rong Yingluo came out, she was walking behind us. It seemed that she was lifted up by the heat wave and fell heavily. Rong Pengcheng was nervously checking her everywhere and kept asking her if she was okay. After all, she was his aunt!

Fortunately, Rong Yingluo only had minor scratches on her knees and elbows, but she kept grimacing, probably because she fell a little too hard. She kept touching her face.

Rong Pengcheng also had scratches on his face and looked dusty. He had been taking care of his aunt and had not taken care of himself at all. The other VIP guests who were with him also had skin injuries of varying degrees. In short, everyone was in a very miserable state.

Afterwards, Rong Pengcheng held Rong Yingluo in his arms and turned around to look at the gate of the Meng family in horror.

Rong Yingluo was trembling in his arms, and we all looked like we had survived a disaster.

Who could have thought that something like this could happen at a birthday party?

I cursed secretly in my heart, this Myanmar River is really not a place for people to stay, it is too unsafe!

If we had left the Meng family a little later today, the consequences would have been disastrous. With such a loud explosion, no one dared to predict what the outcome would be.

When we looked up, we saw thick smoke still coming out of the main door of the Meng family's hall, and an unknown smell was wafting out.

In the thick smoke, from time to time, there would be people with disheveled hair, bending over, and crawling desperately to run out.

Some of them supported each other and emerged from the black smoke, their faces were pitch black, it was a horrible sight.

Those who had managed to escape, as well as those who had been about to go far away before us, all gathered back and stood in the relatively safe area around us, looking at the tragic situation at the Meng family's gate.

At this moment, there was a sudden wailing sound in the hall.

It is speculated that it was the screams of those who were injured and had not yet come out.

Judging from the intensity of the heat wave just now, even someone like me who has no experience at all knows that the explosion must have been quite powerful. And there were three explosions, so it seems that those who came out last and those who didn't have time to leave in a hurry were all in trouble.

Rong Yingluo asked again, "How could this happen? How could an explosion occur? What caused this?"

Rong Pengcheng tightened his arms and said, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Someone who had just escaped sat down on the grass in front of us and said in horror, "...someone is dead, someone is dead inside! Fortunately... Fortunately, I am still alive! I am still alive..."

His words made everyone look at each other in confusion, and they all felt a chill. We didn't dare to imagine that if we had hesitated for a moment and left in time, wouldn't we have been trapped inside as well?

This is simply horrible, and terrifying when you think about it.

I looked up at Wei Qingchuan and whispered in his ear, "It must have been Ouyang Xun who did it? I saw his followers put the gift box in his hand into the pile of gifts!"

Wei Qingchuan narrowed his eyes solemnly, then made a 'hush' gesture to me.

We saw that there were indeed people injured inside the door, still trying to crawl out, looking very miserable.

I also saw someone running inside.

The glass of the entire building was shattered and the scene was in ruins. There was no intact window to be found.

At this moment, a howling sound was suddenly heard in the hall of the building, shouting, "Dad... Dad..."