Chapter 917: Chapter 917: How Urgent Must That Have Been

Inside, there is a weapons cache approximately 200 square meters, filled with various guns on rows of iron shelves. They come from different countries, with all kinds of sizes, both small and large.

An An picked up one, aimed at the opposite side, and with a bang, it pierced through a wall.

She put down the gun and looked at Aunt Ruan.

Aunt Ruan spoke softly: "I accidentally discovered this while tidying up the house a few days ago. An An, what exactly is Old He’s real identity?"

An An couldn’t answer her, because the truth is often too cruel.

Aunt Ruan continued quietly: "An An, even if you don’t say it, I’ve already guessed. I just never expected that someone who lived together for so many years had such an identity. No wonder you treated him this way, otherwise Mr. Wang probably wouldn’t tolerate his existence, and his children too..."

Tears shone in Aunt Ruan’s eyes, and An An couldn’t bear it. She went forward to hug her.

Aunt Ruan, who had weathered storms before, stabilized her emotions and said again: "It doesn’t matter now, it is what it is. Even if he wanted to cause trouble, he couldn’t. An An, I’m sorry for you over the years."

An An felt a bit sad, and replied softly: "Aunt Ruan, this has nothing to do with you."

Aunt Ruan felt deeply saddened: "Although it had nothing to do with me, An An, I’ve always been his confidant over the years, and yet I knew nothing about the things he did."

An An didn’t know what to say. She felt she was right, but looking at Aunt Ruan, who seemed much leaner, and in a daze, she felt she might have been wrong...

Aunt Ruan collected her thoughts and smiled faintly: "An An, I’m planning to take Old He back to our hometown, it’s more peaceful there."

An An murmured: "But the medical facilities in Beicheng are better."

She paused: "It’s not... completely untreatable."

Aunt Ruan shook her head, her voice somewhat desolate: "An An, I know you left him a path forward, but there’s really no need. Let him use the rest of his life to atone for the things he has done over the years. Actually, he’s better off this way, with no blame or complaints, without so many desires, he won’t feel unsatisfied or unjust... It’s really quite good."

An An looked at Uncle Bo.

Bo Xichen patted her shoulder, smiling: "Aunt Ruan has made her decision, she must have her reasons."

An An responded softly, lowering her eyes.

Later, Aunt Ruan took them to see Old He.

Old He was the same, sitting there quietly, not speaking or recognizing people, just lost in his own world.

An An felt a little heartbroken.

This study room, she used to come here as a child, Old He taught her painting, even took her to all kinds of tutoring classes. To her, Old He was like a father apart from Gu Yuntian, but now because of her, he became like this. In the end, she didn’t know why he did those things, whether it was unfulfilled desires or innate ambition.

"It’s no longer important." Bo Xichen said.

An An snapped back to reality, realizing she was already sitting in the car. She blinked and said softly: "Uncle, are we going back?"

"Yes." Bo Xichen nodded: "Are you dazed?"

He then laughed: "You even carried a few of the latest assault rifles back, they’re in the trunk now, do you want to take a look?"

An An exclaimed: "Did I really take them?"

"Were you daydreaming?" He pinched her cheek: "You even said to move them all out in a couple of days."

She felt a bit embarrassed: "Oh, I don’t seem to remember much."

He looked deeply at her: "What are you thinking?"

An An tilted her head, her eyes somewhat confused, "I’m not thinking anything, just don’t want to think about anything, want to sleep."

Bo Xichen sighed softly and started the car.

The car drove through the night until they arrived at Si Garden, which made her wake up, muttering "Uncle."

Bo Xichen unfastened the seatbelt in silence and gently carried her out of the car.

"Uncle?" She wrapped her arms around his neck, calling him softly.

Bo Xichen seemed distracted, nodded, and then kissed her forehead.

And then, they returned to Orchid Room...

An An felt he was acting differently today. She clung to him, her voice soft, calling him. Uncle Bo was still distracted, but didn’t forget anything important...

In the early morning, An An was awakened by a tap, grumbling that she hadn’t slept for long.

"Uncle." She turned over: "Let me sleep a bit more."

"Soon we have to go to Lin Hua’s place." Bo Xichen gave her a light pat and got off himself: "I’ll brush my teeth and wash my face first, and give you five more minutes."

An An turned over, her face resting on the pillow, watching Uncle Bo’s back.

Really handsome, she sighed inwardly.

After lying for a while, she reluctantly got out of bed.

They had breakfast together. Madam Bo was extremely cheerful, as if her own family was getting married. She personally took out a set of jewelry for her to wear, specially custom-made with pink diamonds, sparkling and adorable.

While in the car, An An turned her head: "Uncle, the guns are still in the back, wouldn’t it be bad? Today is the elder brother’s wedding, it could be a conflict."

Bo Xichen checked the time, "We might not make it."

An An responded with some regret: "Alright, Uncle just try not to let anyone find out then."

It’s really, carrying about a dozen assault rifles in the trunk to attend the elder brother’s wedding. If found, you truly couldn’t clear your name even if you jumped into the Yellow River.

Bo Xichen laughed and pressed a button, and An An heard a subtle sound.

"Uncle, what’s this?"

"A new type of material, it’s undetectable in security checks." He said with a smile.

An An gasped: "So advanced?"

He continued to smile, "Well, I do the same overseas, otherwise what? Face bullets with bare hands?"

An An tilted her head thinking, deciding to get the material later to study it, maybe make a similar robot or something.

Uncle Bo chuckled and drove.

The car stopped at a high-end wedding company. Naturally, the event was exclusive and had strict security checks.

Bo Xichen’s car passed through security checks four times, with the last being overseen by Chen Ming. Even though they were acquaintances, Chen Ming personally inspected, not just with machine checks but also onboard searches.

Chen Ming said while working: "Sorry Professor Bo, just routine."

"Understood." Uncle Bo got off, lit a cigarette, and waited for Chen Ming.

Chen Ming worked alone, after finishing inside the car, he opened the trunk and, upon lifting and looking, his eyes widened.

He then looked at Bo Xichen, lowering his voice: "Goodness, where did these come from? I don’t even have such fine goods at my place. Accurate shooting, can pierce through three walls easily, and you brought this stuff to Mr. Wang’s wedding?"

Bo Xichen smiled: "I brought them from Old He’s place last night, forgot to leave them at home."

Chen Ming’s expression turned peculiar–

Forgot? How urgent were they then?