you are my white moonlight

The back of Lu Yan's head was against the wall, staring at him sharply, Shao Tingchen's finger was on the trigger.

As long as he moved slightly, Lu Yan would die.

Shao Tingchen grabbed Lu Yan's short hair tightly, "You saw it just now, she was so weak that she was dying, but you stood here intact."

"Don't you think you should make some compensation?"

Mrs. Lu was so frightened that tears streamed down her face. She held her husband and son's hands to support herself so as not to fall. Lu Yan's thin lips curled up.

He sneered, "What about you as a murderer? Shouldn't you be more apologetic with death?"

"If you don't have evidence, you can throw dirty hands at others casually. Young Master Lu is just like your younger brother Second Young Master. He just likes to frame things."

The thing that Lu Yan hated the most in his life was being compared with Lu Chengche, no matter it was good or said to be as bad as him.

Anger ignited deep in his pupils, and the veins on his forehead bulged. He grabbed Shao Tingchen's collar.

But he dared not do it.

No one dared to do anything to Shao Tingchen, nor could he do anything to Shao Tingchen.

They are two independent families that jointly occupy this huge economic system.

Although it seems that one thing is not related to the other, but it is very complicated, and if a tiny vein is destroyed, it will cause a butterfly effect and completely collapse.

Not to mention directly hurting the helm.

Lu Yan considered the overall situation, but Shao Tingchen has always been known for his fearlessness, so he might really do it.

"As soon as Mr. Shao appeared, all the bullets stopped. I really can't think of any other reason than fear of accidentally hurting you, the master."

Shao Tingchen's face darkened instantly, the fuse in his brain was ignited, and the muzzle of the gun wanted to break through Lu Yan's skin.

He was afraid, he was avoiding reality, he didn't want to admit it, the anger in his body was clamoring to burst through.

He didn't want to hear this sentence from others!
"Shao Tingchen!"

"No! Ayan..."

Old Lu opened his mouth in a hurry.

Shao Tingchen was about to pull the trigger with his fingertips, when there was a bang, Lu Yan's facial features were tightly knit together, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Shao Tingchen stared at the gun in his hand, but it wasn't him.

Lu Yan fell to the ground, his thigh was bleeding, his hand was covering the wound, blood seeped from his fingers, and Lu Chengche in the distance was holding a gun.

He was like an angry beast, breathing heavily, "Then it's better to shoot again."

"By the way, wait for more than an hour before resuscitating. It should be the same as Youqing's waiting time."

……

The bright moonlight poured from the window, and the view inside the room was clear. Jian Youqing opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling.

The door was gently pushed open, and the person who came came moved cautiously, as if afraid of waking Jian Youqing up.

The familiar footsteps made Jian Youqing feel suffocated, and she closed her eyes.

She didn't know how to face him.

Shao Tingchen sat down on the chair beside her bed and tucked the corner of the quilt for her.

He didn't make a sound, only the sound of breathing could prove his existence, staring at Jian Youqing's face.

Tidy up her messy hair, "I don't know who or what is so lucky to be able to go to your dream."

"..."

Inexplicable pantothenic acid on the tip of the nose.

"Hopefully sleep, you can forget all the bad things."

But when she closed her eyes, what appeared in her mind were those blood-red eyes, staring straight at her.

Jian Youqing clenched her hands under the quilt, her curled eyelashes trembled, and tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

In the next second, her hand fell into a warm palm.

"Don't pretend to be asleep, I've already seen you through." A soft laugh.

Jian Youqing opened her eyes, tears glistened in her eye sockets, Shao Tingchen was startled, and hurriedly wiped away her tears.