Shen Yu nodded, "He asked the bodyguard to take action, but the bodyguard didn't dare, so he shot himself in the chest."
When the man held the gun and fired at him, his expression was calm and shocking.
The bodyguards were frightened at that time.
In order to get the woman he wants, even if there is no chance, he has to create the opportunity himself.
No matter what the means, no matter what the cost, he would not blink an eye.
For Mo Shichen, Shen Yu no longer knew whether to define it as affectionate or ruthless.
Especially when the object of his cruelty is himself, it becomes even more cruel.
Wen Yi's eyes didn't move for a while, and the fingers hanging by her side seemed to be numb with shock.
he himself…
He shot himself, just to...
Wen Yi raised her hand to hold her forehead, not knowing how to digest this ridiculous news.
After a long time, she asked in a low voice, "Don't you tell me, did he force you to save his life?"
Shen Yu remained silent, and there was no need to say more about what it meant.
Anything he said at this time would be suspected of adding insult to injury to his love rival, so he naturally disdained it, not to mention that he didn't like to talk too much about others.
Wen Yi tightened her fingers and squeezed the handbag, her mind was blank.
"I'm going back first." She felt she had a headache and her voice was weak, "Shen Yu, I'll see you another day."
Shen Yu frowned, "Do you want your brother to take you back?"
She waved her hand, "I'm fine, I'll just take a taxi back."
"Then be careful."
"Well," Wen Yi forced a smile, "I'm leaving first. Goodbye."
… …
Wen Yi left the hospital with a dull look on her face, stopped a car and reported the address of her apartment.
Not long after getting in the car, the phone in my bag rang.
She didn't answer it. It should be said that she never took it out of her bag to read it.
The phone vibrated for several minutes, then stopped and started ringing again.
In the manor.
Mo Shichen's handsome face was so gloomy that it dripped water. He dialed Wen Yi's phone three times in a row, but no one answered.
Five minutes ago, he called the driver sent to deliver Wen Yi to see if he had returned.
The driver said no.
Then he called Wen Yi, but no one answered.
Call the driver again and ask him to find someone.
The driver went to the coffee shop and looked around, but there was no one there.
He basically guessed what Mo Shiqian said to Wen Yi.
That bastard stabbed him in the back.
No one answered the three calls. Mo Shichen could basically confirm that she would not answer his call.
Without hesitation, he walked directly to the cloakroom with long legs, casually picked out some clothes and went downstairs.
As soon as she arrived in the living room, Mother Su saw that the man looked like he was going out, so she couldn't help but ask, "Master, didn't I say that my wife will come over for dinner later, do you want to go out now?"
Mo Shichen curled his lips and said calmly, "She won't come over tonight.
Just saying this, he left without looking back.
Mother Su stared at his back blankly. He had only recovered for a few days... What happened
… …
Mo Shichen went directly to Wen Yi's apartment.
If she had just learned something and was in a confused mood, she would probably not go to Wen's house and would just choose to stay alone.
He stood in front of the apartment door, looked at the closed door, and pressed the doorbell.
Wen Yi heard the sound, but she was soaking in the bathtub at this time, soaking in hot water with her eyes closed, the white mist was thick, and she felt like a fairyland in the clouds.
And the ringing doorbell was beyond the sky.
Wen Yi lay in the hot water until the fog dissipated, and even the water in the bathtub slowly dropped in temperature.
During this process, the doorbell rang every ten minutes.
When the hot water turned to lukewarm, she still got up from the water, wiped her body and walked out wearing a bathrobe.
Mo Shichen checked the time and rang the doorbell.
After another ten minutes, he pressed it again, thinking that there would be no response tonight, but this time he pressed it. As soon as the sound sounded, the door in front of him was opened.
Wen Yi appeared in front of him.
She wore a pair of homely trousers with a beige V-neck sweater on top. Her black hair looked lazy and messy, with some dampness at the ends, giving her a cool and sexy look.
Her eyes were light and cool, and she looked at him without any obstacles.
The man's eyes locked on her face, "I thought you wouldn't open the door for me."
"I need to rest. I can't stand your constant noise harassment."
"You're angry."
This sentence is a question with a declarative tone.
Wen Yi looked at his face, shifted her gaze, looked at the trash can not far away, and then looked at him again, "Master Mo, I am not your opponent, and I don't want to provoke you at all. I ask you to show your respect. , let me go, okay?"
The man was not angry, but smiled slightly, "You provoked me to the point where I fell in love with you, but you want me to let you go?"
She stared at him for a long time, and then laughed suddenly, "Mo Shichen, are you going to force me to give myself a shot to bet on whether you will let me go?"
The curve of the man's lips was gentle and cruel, "If you die, then I may really have to let you go."
Wen Yi's heart trembled, as if a small earthquake had occurred and it collapsed.
Will you let her go until she dies
"Last time you promised me to send Li Qianrui back to Jiangcheng, but you didn't. You secretly raised her and you lied to me. This time, you saved Shen Yu even though she wasn't injured. In order to force me to compromise with you with kindness, you didn't hesitate to give her to yourself. Make up for it yourself, or lie to me, these two things are not trivial, Mo Shichen, you can do anything to achieve your goal—"
"I can do anything to achieve my goal," Mo Shichen's dark eyes were full of coldness, but there was a smile that could not be more gentle and gentle on his lips. He took a step forward, He forced himself in front of her, lowered his head, and closed the distance so close that he could feel each other's breath, "You should have had this realization a long time ago, Yi'er."
His voice was gentle, as if the syllables lingering between his teeth were the lover he was most attached to, "You should also be aware. I've even taken a bullet, how can I let you go."
The tone became lower and lower, and his lips got closer and closer to hers. He seemed to have kissed her chin, but never touched her, until he leaned close to her ear, his voice became hoarse, and his breath poured into her. Her ears seemed to be blowing into her body and seeping into her soul, "I love you and I can't let you go. Wen Yi, you should give up this idea as soon as possible."
I don't know whether it was his words or the content of his words. Wen Yi was not hugged by him, but she felt that her whole body was enveloped by him, and she could only shrink and tremble to avoid it, and finally couldn't help but take a step back, Yang She was about to throw a slap towards his handsome face.