"Xiao Cai'er, you forced me to do this. As long as you are obedient and follow me, nothing will happen. His life or death depends on how you decide."
Tong Caiwei smiled sadly, with a sad expression, "I won't go with you."
Su Mochen frowned and said angrily, "Do you want him to die?"
Tong Caiwei shook her head, "No, this matter has nothing to do with Master Ling. He doesn't have to die, I will."
With that said, she ran towards the road.
A steady stream of vehicles was speeding on the road. Su Mochen's expression changed drastically, and he turned around to catch her.
Mu Tianling's eyes flashed, and in an instant, he took the gun from his hand, put it against his head, and chuckled, "Su Mochen, if you move again, I will shoot you through the head."
Tong Caiwei walked back slowly, glanced at Su Mochen indifferently, and said to Mu Tianling, "Master Ling, where is your car?"
Mu Tianling stretched out his hand and pointed in a certain direction. A silver Lamborghini was parked outside a high-end restaurant.
"Can you give me your car keys?" she asked, holding out her hand.
Mu Tianling took out the key to her, and she took the key and turned around to leave.
A moment later, the silver Lamborghini parked next to Mu Tianling. The window was rolled down. Tong Caiwei sat in the driver's seat, opened the door and said, "Master Ling, get in the car quickly."
Mu Tianling smiled and nodded, then slowly backed away. After getting into the car, he threw the gun to Su Mochen.
The Lamborghini sped away at extremely fast speeds.
Su Mochen stretched out his hand to catch the car, and stared blankly at the car that had gone away. The hand holding the hand trembled, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I won't just let you go. Xiao Cai'er, you are mine."
,Always will be."
After making sure she was safe, Tong Caiwei suddenly stopped the car. She seemed to have lost all her strength. She leaned her head on the steering wheel and gasped for air.
"How are you?"
Mu Tianling turned his head and looked at her.
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard her crying loudly.
She was like a child who had been greatly wronged. To describe her behavior at this time by crying loudly was not an exaggeration at all.
She cried hard, as if she had used all her strength on this matter, crying in an imageless and hoarse voice.
Mu Tianling was stunned for a few seconds, then reached out and patted her back gently, and said with a smile, "It's like a child. If you need anything, I can lend you my arms to lean on."
The next second, someone threw himself into his arms unceremoniously, rubbing his tearful face against his shirt, making a large area of his chest wet.
"If you trust me, can you tell me what Su Mochen did to you?"
She cried for a while, then raised her head. Her eyes were as red and swollen as peaches, and she sobbed, "Master Ling, thank you... thank you."
He smiled lightly and said, "If I don't save you, you will die. I don't want such a beautiful girl to die. If it were someone else, I would have intervened, so you don't need to thank me."
"Anyway, thank you very much."
Tong Caiwei stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears. Seeing that Mu Tianling's chest was wet with her tears, she felt a little embarrassed and said, "Sorry, your clothes are all stained."
Mu Tianling glanced down, smiled nonchalantly, took out a handkerchief and handed it to her, "Wipe it, I don't like little girls who cry."