The moment she raised her eyes to look at Lord He Ming, she even hoped that he could say something.
but
He just looked at her so quietly, his eyes as calm as a puddle of water. He didn't call her name or say anything more. Just like any time in the past, when he felt that he had hurt her, he would use such thick eyes. Look at her like this
Wen Xihe's whole body was shaking violently, and there were even bloody marks on his lips from being bitten by snow-white teeth.
The sound of a man pulling the trigger came from the waist behind him. The man's voice next to him became cold and he couldn't help but get closer to Wen Xihe.
"Don't forget, you promised to cooperate with your second uncle. Now I give you a chance to vent your anger. If you regret it, then you will die for him."
In fact, the second uncle’s idea couldn’t be simpler.
He didn't want to get into trouble that was too public, and now Wen Xihe was the best bargaining chip in his uncle's hands.
If He Mingjue signs the agreement, everything in the She family will belong to him, then Wen Xihe will be handed over to He Mingjue, and he will be able to verify that everything before was just an act. Once Wen Xihe's status in He Mingjue's heart is confirmed, what will he do in the future? Whatever you do is naturally convenient
If He Mingjue doesn't sign, then it's just a responsibility to Wen Xihe, as he told the media, and if he can't get an agreement, it will be a good thing to get rid of He Mingjue through Wen Xihe's hands. If he wants to get Luxury in the future Home is also a simple matter
So everything depends on Wen Xihe
Unable to wait for Wen Xihe's reaction, the man next to him couldn't help but become a little anxious.
"If you don't do it, I will send you to the West."
After saying this, Wen Xihe, who was beside her, clenched the pistol with both hands and slowly raised the pistol in the direction of He Mingjue. She almost cried and asked with trembling hands in tears.
"He Mingjue, let me ask you one last time." Her hand holding the pistol was trembling and she was shaking violently uncontrollably. "Have you ever loved me? Am I my destination or my responsibility to you?"
she asked that
Even in such a situation, Wen Xihe couldn't even tell what kind of thoughts she had in asking this question.
He Mingjue stood motionless and straight in Wen Xihe's sight. He seemed to look at her for a long time and opened his mouth like a sharp sword.
"do not love"
After speaking, he continued to speak as if he knew that one sentence was not enough to warm Wen Xihe.
"You were never my destination, just my responsibility."
His chest heaved violently. His hands holding the pistol trembled and he tightened his grip. Wen Xihe closed her eyes and pointed the muzzle of the gun straight at He Mingjue's chest.
Her voice was hoarse and she almost used up all her strength to shout
"He Mingjue, I don't want you this time. I don't want you anymore."
The words fell
A "bang" sound came out of the chest with an unusually sharp neighing sound that passed through Wen Xihe's ears, tearing Wen Xihe's heart fiercely.
The man groaned, and then the sound of the child stabbing into the chest and cutting open the flesh, spurting out blood.
Wen Xihe closed her eyes and let go of the pistol with both hands, falling to the ground with a "pop" sound.
She didn't dare to open her eyes, she didn't dare to look
Even from such a distance, she could still smell the strong smell of blood in the air so clearly. The smell was like a pair of hands in her heart, tearing at Wen Xihe's reason and her heart.
She attacked him
Just now, she shot her ajue at the man she had spent her whole life loving.
She actually did such a thing
Wen Xihe collapsed on the ground, feeling like he was in a half-dream and half-awake state, as if he was suspended in the air and couldn't tell whether he was in reality or not.
As a pair of hands groped her body, she could clearly feel that the weight of the ropes attached to her body at the previous moment had disappeared.
She even heard the low sneer of the man next to her so clearly.
The man took the special rope he had untied from Wen Xihe and turned around, walked a few steps to the edge of the cliff, raised his hand, and threw him straight into the bottomless cliff.
The man's laughter in his ears became more and more obvious. He even glanced at He Mingjue, who was lying in a pool of blood not far away. He couldn't help but whistle, and then turned around and left after a while.
"Okay, dear Miss Wen, you have taken revenge and my mission has been completed."
It was obvious that the man, or the person behind the man, was very satisfied with what happened just a moment ago.
Got my wish
And Wen Xihe in front of him naturally successfully completed the task of being the second uncle's bargaining chip.
Men are prepared in advance
If He Mingjue signed the agreement, it would mean that everything at the press conference was just a show to protect Wen Xihe and Feng Shaolan. Then afterwards, no matter whether the second uncle could successfully get the She family's money,
As long as Wen Xihe lives for one day, she will definitely be the most powerful bargaining chip to threaten He Mingjue.
But if not
He Mingjue will not give up everything in the She family because of Wen Xihe. So everything at the press conference counts. And the second uncle threatened Wen Xihe and used Wen Xihe's hand to get rid of He Mingjue. Not only can he save himself
A lot of trouble can also help him remove the most threatening obstacles so that he can easily get the luxury family in the future [
In short, the second uncle will be the ultimate beneficiary.
Wen Xihe is still trembling
She didn't dare to look at everything around her or even recall what happened just a moment ago.
Until the man walked away and heard He Mingjue's moans and his weak voice.
"Xixi"
Just that sound instantly woke up Wen Xihe
She opened her eyes suddenly, as if a muffled thunder struck her mind in an instant.
"Ajue
She got up from the ground and staggered to He Mingjue's side.
Everything you see is bright red
The man's snow-white shirt was dyed bright red, which was shocking.
When Wen Xihe looked over, there was still blood flowing out from the wound torn open by his quilt.
Wen Xihe knelt beside him and stretched out her hands to try to hug him, but she still had the courage.
The illusion of losing him pulled her heart over and over again, causing Wen Xihe's tears to fall instantly.
"Ajue"
"Ajue"
"Ajue"
She didn't know what to do and could only shout the man's name over and over again. Fear was like a dense net that surrounded her in an instant.
With his last bit of consciousness, He Mingjue raised his hand and called her softly.
"Xixi"
Wen Xihe cried "Wow" and finally plucked up the courage to hold He Mingjue's hand. She leaned over and held the man in her arms, never daring to let go.