Auteur: Su Zhishui Traduction automatique
Seeing his red eyes and Pale handsome face, how could she still be angry?
After thinking about it carefully, she roughly knew that he just stood there foolishly, letting others point a gun at his head without avoiding it. Was it to force her to show herself?
Fortunately, she came back. Otherwise, that shot just now... ...
Xia Jinqi didn't dare to think further. A huge lingering fear enveloped her, and her hands trembled even more violently!
Lu Yiming, who was paralyzed on the ground, did not have the time to pay attention to the burning pain on his chin. He only listened to the conversation between the two people in front of him. His heart immediately contracted, and he called out in a trembling voice, "Yue'er, what... What did you say? ''
It would have been fine if he did not open his mouth, but the moment he spoke, Xia Jinqi immediately remembered that it was because of him that Yan Jun almost died!
She gritted her teeth, turned around, and fired in the direction of Lu Yiming!
"Bang! " The sound shook off the two birds that were originally resting on the treetops in the garden.
Outside the door.
Wang Mang, who had been waiting for a long time, was wondering why there was no movement for a long time when he heard a gunshot.
His scalp went numb, and he immediately led his men to push open the door and rush in!
"SECOND YOUNG MASTER! " He called out anxiously, but in the next second, he saw Xia Jinqi pointing a gun at Lu Yiming, who was sitting on the ground in a daze.
The muzzle of the gun was still smoking, and a hole had been punched into the ground to Lu Yiming's left.
Wang Mang raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yan Jun, who was standing beside Xia Jinqi unharmed. He didn't rush up directly, but instead raised his hand, indicating for the people behind him not to act rashly.
Even so, the commotion caused by This Group of people still attracted Lu Yiming's attention.
He turned around and casually glanced at them. A bitter smile had already appeared on his lips.
"So, you've already arranged people. You're just waiting for me, this clown, to perform. " As he spoke, he did not look at Yan Jun. it was more like he was talking to himself.
After he finished speaking, he raised his eyes to look at the woman standing in front of him. His amber-colored eyes were filled with deep despair.
He probably knew.
The person in front of him was no longer his Yue'er... ...
His Yue'er couldn't even bear to crush an ant, let alone shoot him.
However, he didn't want to believe it. He would rather lie to himself. The person in front of him was his Yue'er. She would always be his Yue'er!
"Yue'er, I still have a lot of things to say to you. Don't be angry... " he murmured. His gaze towards Xia Jinqi was filled with pleading.
A dignified seven-foot-tall man had tears streaming down his face.
Xia Jinqi looked at him coldly. Her Pink Lips moved slightly. She was about to say something, but in the next second, she suddenly felt weak all over. Her legs went soft and she fainted.
A person who was still full of vigor just a moment ago fainted just like that.
"Ah Jin! " Yan Jun shouted loudly and immediately went forward. His strong arms wrapped around her slender waist and firmly held her!
Lu Yiming was also shocked and quickly shouted, "Yue'er! "
He also wanted to pounce on her, but his body was one step too slow. He could only watch as Yan Jun carried her in his arms.
But even so, he still jumped out quickly and hugged Yan Jun's leg. He begged bitterly, "let me see her. Let me accompany her. Please, let me be with her! "
Yan Jun's footsteps paused slightly. His face darkened as he looked up at Wang Mang, who was already dumbfounded.
Being stared at by that cold gaze, Wang Mang immediately shook his body and came back to his senses. He ordered the people behind him, "what are you still standing there for? DRAG HIM AWAY! "