Chapter 125: Tune the tiger away from the mountain
"Fei Fei, after all, grandpa has raised you for so many years, and he actually has feelings for you!" Han Nuannuan said, but the next second she was stopped by Fei Fei.
"No, he only raised me to control me. In this way, every move I make is under his nose, so that he can completely protect his precious grandson!" Fei Fei said with incomprehensible anger. At this moment, he was completely
Lost myself.
"You are simply judging a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart!" Han Nuannuan was so angry that his whole body trembled.
Feifan's eyes darkened, he approached Han Nuannuan, and raised his thick eyebrows: "It doesn't matter what you say now! I will be able to wash away the shame of so many years in a moment, and I want Ou Xiye to see how I captured it underground.
His company, and... his most beloved woman!" As he spoke, his slender fingers touched Han Nuannuan's soft cheeks, stroking them tenderly.
Han Nuannuan's whole body was trembling uncontrollably, and there was a cold sweat on her back: "Fei Fei, you'd better wake up as soon as possible, otherwise there will be no good results!" She stared at him and took out her mobile phone. When she wanted to dial,
When he called Ou Xiye, he was snatched away by Fei Fei.
"Don't waste your time, the signal here has been blocked by me!" Fei Fei smiled coldly, and then ruthlessly threw the phone on the ground.
All the strength in Han Nuannuan's body seemed to have been drained, and even the last trace of hope was gone. She suddenly collapsed on the ground. Looking at her lonely and worried look, Fei Fei snorted, "Just stay here! Wait.
I'll take care of everything and bring Ou Xiye's body back to you!" After saying that, he turned around and left decisively.
At some point, two men in black suits were already standing at the door. When they saw Fei Fei coming out, they immediately bowed down respectfully.
Fei Fei stood with his hands behind his hands and said in a low voice: "Take good care of her, one less hair will kill you!"
"Yes!" The man in the black suit responded tremblingly.
*Ou Xiye adjusted his bow tie in the groom's lounge, and his sexy thin lips raised a graceful arc. The wedding will start in three hours. This time he did not inform the good news, but invited some important guests in a low-key manner.
Relatives and friends.
Suddenly, the cell phone in the pocket of Amani's handmade suit rang. Ou Xiye picked up the phone and saw that the caller on it was Xuan Qijun, the smile on his lips became wider, "Hello..." However, when he heard the call
When the words were spoken on the other end, the originally smiling face suddenly turned cold.
After hanging up the phone, he rushed to the door without hesitation, but when he opened the door, he ran into An Caijia who was about to knock on the door.
"Is it you?" His thick eyebrows were furrowed, a little surprised but also expected.
"Brother Xiye!" An Caijia's face looked lonely, her eyes were slightly red, and she immediately threw herself into Ou Xiye's arms, "Can you not get married? Please... stay with me!"
Ou Xiye's deep black eyes were half-squinted, and he coldly pulled her away from his arms, his tone full of determination, "Caijia, that's enough!"
Looking at his cold face, An Caijia's heart was slightly startled, and she continued to pretend to be confused, "Brother Xi Ye, what's wrong with you?"
Ou Xiye stared at her for a moment and said calmly: "Xiyan is not my daughter at all!"
"You...what did you say!" An Caijia's lips trembled, and her beautiful cheeks were filled with misunderstood grievance and sadness, "Brother Xiye, how could you say such a thing! Xiyan..."
"Xiyan is just your adopted child!" Suddenly, Ou Xiye stared at him, his dark eyes tight, "Actually, I have investigated it a long time ago, but why did I choose not to say it? Caijia, don't you really understand?"
An Caijia's face turned pale. She raised her head and stared at him, as if she wanted to see straight into his heart, but she had never understood this man.
Suddenly, she took out a pistol from behind, pointed the black muzzle at him, and said coldly: "I don't want to understand, all I want is your life!"
"Is this what you call love?" Ou Xiye's black eyes locked her tightly, and his thin lips raised a sneer.
An Caijia looked at her, determined and sycophantic, "Since I can't get you, then I will simply destroy you!"
Ou Xiye still stood upright, with no trace of ripples on his handsome and extraordinary face. He stood there motionless, comparable to a perfect sculpture.
"If my death can bring Nuannuan safety and let you vent your anger, then do it!"
An Caijia was stunned, frozen in place, her eyes widened, and she even forgot to shed tears. The person she hated was right in front of her, and could easily end her life in the next second, but she didn't even think about it.
Can't be happy. She lost, or she never won!
Ou Xiye held the pistol and put it against his heart. He looked at An Caijia and opened her thin lips: "I am also responsible for you becoming like this. Five years ago, I thought that if you left those rights struggles, you would become pure.
Unexpectedly, it makes you hate me even more! If you really want me to die, then do it now!"
An Caijia's hands were trembling and she looked at him in disbelief, "You...you are really willing to die in my hands!"
Ou Xiye smiled noncommittally: "At least if I die in your hands, I won't feel ashamed of Annie anymore!"
Thinking of Annie, An Caijia's eyes turned red. She hesitated, but at this moment a dark figure suddenly rushed up behind her, and with a sharp kick, the pistol in her hand was kicked away.
"Xuan Qijun?"
"Jun!"
When the two of them exclaimed in unison, Xuan Qijun in a silver suit appeared in front of him. With an evil smile on his thin lips, he looked at An Caijia and said in a low voice: "An Caijia, we have investigated you a long time ago.
It’s very clear, I advise you to give up resistance!”
"You!" An Caijia gritted her teeth and glared at him angrily, "Xuan Qijun, what do you want?"
"How's it going?" Xuan Qijun coolly took out a pistol from his suit pocket, played with it in his hand, and suddenly pressed it against her head, "Treat him with his own medicine!"
A burst of cold sweat broke out from An Caijia's back. She bit her lower lip, "You...you dare! I tell you, if you dare to touch me, Solomon's people will not let you go!"
Ou Xiye picked up the pistol on the ground, came to her with steady steps, and sighed softly, "Caijia, don't you understand now! Juesha just uses you, and when you have no use value anymore,
With your decisive character, your end will not be so good!"
"No! It's impossible..." An Caijia trembled, but she had no confidence in her heart.
Ou Xiye patted Xuan Qijun on the shoulder, his evil black eyes half-squinted, "I think we should hand her over to the police. She should be punished by law for what she did!"
"Good idea!" Xuan Qijun nodded in agreement, and in a flash, he looked solemn, "Ye, Solomon's people have surrounded the church now! I have notified Yao, and his people will be here soon!"
"Okay!" Ou Xiye nodded. He clenched his fists tightly and looked at Xuan Qijun and said, "I must send Nuannuan away first!"
*When the two arrived at the bridal lounge, they immediately saw two men in black suits guarding the door.
Ou Xiye took out the pistol from his pocket and was about to take aim when he was stopped by Xuan Qijun, "As soon as we shoot, we will be exposed!"
"Then what should we do!" Ou Xiye's thick eyebrows frowned, and now his mind was filled with worries about Han Nuannuan's safety.
Xuan Qijun raised his eyebrows and said, "Look at me!" After saying that, he stood up straight, straightened his suit, and then walked out openly under Ou Xiye's doubtful eyes.
"Hi, buddy!" He stood in front of the two men in black suits, narrowing his black eyes evilly.
The two men in black suits were slightly startled, looking at Xuan Qijun who suddenly appeared in front of them, and frowned warily, "Who are you?"
Xuan Qijun had a naughty smile on his lips. He patted one of them on the shoulder familiarly and said carelessly: "Don't be nervous. I'm also Brother Feifan's subordinate. I'm here to ask if you have any lighters."
!”
"Lighter?" Upon hearing that it was one of their own, the two of them relaxed slightly.
"Well, I just went to the toilet and accidentally dropped my lighter in the toilet. Now I'm addicted to cigarettes and can't hold it in anymore!" Xuan Qijun looked like a complete addict. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and waved it in front of the two of them.
Shake.
"I have it here, take it and use it!" One of them took out a lighter from his pocket and handed it to Xuan Qijun, but he couldn't bear to take his eyes away from the pack of cigarettes in his hand.
"Thank you!" Xuan Qijun lit it, and then took a comfortable puff. After noticing the envious eyes of the two people in front of him, he immediately took out two cigarettes from the cigarette case, "Come on, let's smoke together!"
The man in the black suit declined, "We are on a mission, wouldn't it be bad if Brother Feifan found out!"
"What's the point? You can still perform tasks while smoking! Besides, I just came from the hall, and Brother Feifan has already controlled the outside. It's okay!" Xuan Qijun encouraged, stuffing the cigarette into the two of them.
in the hand.
The men in black suits glanced at each other, gestured and nodded with a smile, "Yes, in fact, we have already been addicted to smoking!" They took it happily, and the two couldn't wait to light the fire. However, at the moment when they lowered their heads, Xuan Qi
Jun stretched out his hands and struck down hard, and the two of them immediately fell down the next moment.
"It's really yours!" Ou Xiye looked at Xuan Qijun with admiration and patted his shoulder.
Xuan Qijun raised his eyebrows and lightly opened his thin lips, "Hey, I don't know anything else. Pretending to be familiar is my specialty!" After saying that, he opened the door to the bride's lounge.
"Nuan Nuan!" Ou Xiye rushed in immediately, but surprisingly, the lounge was empty, and there was no trace of Han Nuannuan anywhere.
"No, we've fallen into a trap to lure the tiger away from the mountain!" Xuan Qijun shouted, his black eyes narrowing.
"Bang..." With a loud noise, Ou Xiye's big hand hit the dressing table hard, and the veins on his hand bulged abnormally due to rage. Damn it, he actually let Han Nuannuan stand in front of his eyes.