"Let go!" Xia Lan's eyes were no longer cold, and she tried hard to break away, "You want to die together? You can't do it! Let go!"
Fei Sijue smiled, "Do you feel sorry for me?"
Xia Lan's eyes were red, "I'm afraid that I owe you a debt, and I'm afraid that I will continue to be entangled with you until the next life!"
next life……
Hearing this word, he closed his eyes movedly, "Then I owe you."
Fei Yicheng grinned crazily, "Come on, come on, we'll all die together! Son, daddy, kill this little bastard to avenge you!" His eyes bulged, "Ah Qi! Shoot!"
"No, no, no..." Xia Lan's mind went blank, "Fei Sijue, let go, let go... don't die for me, no, no..."
Fei Sijue raised his lips and said, "Song Wen," he casually glanced at somewhere on the top of the mountain, "I believe you."
Song Wen's gaze became more determined, he adjusted his position, took aim, and said, "Shoot!"
The sound of the gunshot hurt Xia Lan's eardrums.
Bullets flew from different directions, and all of them hit Uncle Qi. Only one hit the container. Uncle Qi stood there in a daze, keeping the action of shooting, and loaded down quickly with his stiff body.
In the corner, Fei Yicheng was covering his shoulders in disbelief, his hands bright red.
On the top of the mountain, Nangong Lie stood at the highest point. He raised his left arm and rested his right wrist on it. The smoking muzzle of the gun was pointed at the container shaking in the air. When he saw Fei Sijue pulling the person up, he slowly put down the gun.
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Xia Lan gritted her teeth, stared at the person opposite, then raised her hand and slapped him.
Fei Sijue tilted his head, pursed his lips, and smiled. Suddenly he put his arms around her head and kissed her unexpectedly. He kissed her so hard that he desperately wanted to suck in her soul.
Xia Lan flapped and wanted to bite his lips, but he didn't give him a chance. He held her head down and suffocated her, letting her experience how much he wanted to love but couldn't.
She beat his arm, regardless of whether it was injured or not, and stared at him with distressed, deep, and hard-to-leave eyes. Her struggle became more and more weak, and finally, she closed her eyes and tears fell quietly.
Fei Sijue, you bastard...
The container was slowly placed on a flat ground. Fei Yicheng regained consciousness, a hint of sinisterness flashed in his eyes, and he tried to touch the gun not far away with trembling hands.
Feeling that she was out of the air, Xia Lan opened her eyes and caught Fei Yicheng's movements from the corner of her eye. Her eyes turned cold and she pushed Fei Sijue away. Dragging his body that was about to fall apart, he walked over, kicked the gun away, and grabbed him.
He moved closer to him, his eyes as sharp as a knife, "That guy is the one I hate! If I want to kill him or chop him into pieces, I have to do it myself! No one else can touch a hair on him!"
Pushing him away, she stood up unsteadily, "I will send you to a good place to retire."
Fei Yicheng was lying on the ground, his hair was messy and his face was ashen. He stared at her and couldn't say a word for a long time. Song Wen and others carried him out angrily, and then hurriedly provided emergency treatment for Fei Sijue's injured arm.
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"blue!"
Nangong Lie rushed in like a gust of wind and held her tightly in his arms.
Fei Sijue's eyes darkened, and when he saw Xia Lan's painful look, he stood up involuntarily, pulled the two of them apart, and said coldly, "You hurt her."
Nangong Lie blamed himself at first, then turned his head and narrowed his evil eyes, "Who was she injured because of? Fei Sijue! In addition to harm, what else can you bring to her?"
"Whether it's hurt or anything else, it's between me and her. When will it be your turn as an outsider to intervene?"
"It was me, an outsider, who stayed with her for three years! I watched her graduate from law school, watched her become a lawyer, and saw her tears and her smile! What about you?"
Fei Sijue glanced indifferently, "I saw her heart."
"Ha! You can indeed see it, because you made the scars little by little!"
"So, someone's place has long been gone!"
The thrill just now was far less exciting than the tense situation between these two men.
A storm is not about to break out; it needs to brew and undergo precipitation. Finally, strong winds are needed to support the thunderstorm.
Witnessing her life and death at the same time, they finally broke out in trembling.
"Have you decided whether to fight hand to hand or with weapons?" Xia Lan was helped up by Song Wen and said casually, "I feel too energetic, so I went to dig out the bombs on the mountain to avoid injuring others."
Nangong Lie suppressed the sharpness in his eyes and glanced at him, "Married men, stay away!" He sneered, walked up to Xia Lan, pushed Song Wen away, picked her up by the waist, and said dotingly,
"Fool, hold on tighter."
After the danger was over, the pain became more obvious. Xia Lan was too lazy to pay attention to the two of them anymore and simply leaned in his arms, frowning.
Staring at her distressedly, Nangong Lie strode forward, "Be good, let's go to the hospital right away. The pain will be gone soon~"
"Boss! You, why did you let that guy take Miss Xia away? It was obviously you who saved her!" Song Wen jumped in anger.
Fei Sijue withdrew his gaze from her, lowered his eyes and said, "Give me a cigarette."
"Oh." Song Wen immediately took out the cigarette and handed it over.
He gritted his teeth, raised his injured arm tremblingly, and his face was a little red from holding it in. He just caught the cigarette, but dropped it to the ground again.
"boss……"
Fei Sijue lowered his head, his long hair blocking his pale face, and after a while, he said, "Let's go."
Looking at the lost figure of his boss, Song Wen could only feel anxious.
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Xia Lan's injury was not serious, and she had to lie in the hospital for almost a month before she could get out of bed. From the time she returned to China, she seemed to have always been connected to the hospital. Nangong Lie was almost inseparable from her to take care of her. To say she was not moved would be a lie.
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Even Ah Miao said that it is easy to find a man these days, but it is so difficult to find a good man. It is even more difficult to find a good man who is rich and handsome. It is even harder to find a good man who is rich, handsome and has status.
, then she must make an appointment with God. If she is lucky enough to meet such a person, she must seize it in time.
Xia Lan just closed her eyes and didn't react.
During this period, she was ready to sue Fei Yicheng for intentional homicide, but she heard from Song Wen that Fei Sijue had sent him abroad for retirement, and that he would never return to China again in this life.
Although she was angry, she would probably have made the same decision. After all, it was decades of upbringing. It was a rare moment for Ah Miao to be kind, and she said that she would let him go after seeing him working so hard to save her.
Let's get over that old guy, he doesn't have a lot of trouble anyway.
In the afternoon, there was plenty of sunshine, and she was already drowsy while sitting on the deck chair.
The door opened gently, and a heart-stoppingly beautiful long-haired beauty walked in. She wore a long white dress that covered her feet, and she walked like a blooming lotus.
"Are you Miss Xia?" Her voice was pleasant, delicate but not charming.