Sir, don't be too bad

Immediately afterwards, Xia Yiwan heard Simo's voice: "Wanwan!"

Xia Yiwan's whole body tensed instantly, her heartbeat almost flew out.

"Don't come here! There's a trap here!" She shouted desperately, but she could only make a whining sound.

"Wanwan?" Simo's voice was getting closer and closer, so close that she could even hear footsteps.

Xia Yiwan looked towards the door in horror, tears welling up.

She had never hoped that Simo would not love her like this moment.

If he didn't love her, he wouldn't have come to save her.

If you don't save her, he will live well.

Just as she was thinking, a big hole suddenly opened in the ground in front of her, and a drone flew out.

Xia Yiwan was stunned for a while.

At this moment, the sound of the door handle being twisted came in.

"No!"

Xia Yiwan was startled, and then jumped up with all her strength without hesitation, trying to block the hole of the gun with her body.

But just as she jumped up, a tiny ray of light suddenly shot out from the drone, which was inserted straight into her abdomen.

Xia Yiwan's abdomen felt numb, her figure froze for a moment, and her movements also slowed down a bit.

At the same time, the door was opened.

"Da!" The gun behind him made a muffled sound.

With a sharp wind, the bullet grazed her shoulder and shot straight towards the door.

"No!"

Xia Yiwan looked towards the door with his canthus tearing open, the veins on his forehead were about to burst, and his eyes were blurred.

At the door, the man's figure paused for a few seconds, then he clutched his chest and fell down slowly.

"Woo!" Xia Yiwan let out a mournful cry, and in the next second, his eyes went dark and he passed out.

-

When Xia Yiwan woke up again, she was lying in an empty room.

As soon as she opened her eyes, Mu Cangkong's surprised face appeared in sight.

"Sister Wanwan? Are you awake?"

Xia Yiwan stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly remembered what happened before.

Her heart suddenly seemed to be grasped by an iron hand, and she burst into tears from the pain.

Si Mo is dead!

In order to save her, he died in front of her!

But she is still alive.

"Sister Wanwan, what's wrong with you, where does it hurt?" Mu Cangkong asked nervously.

Xia Yiwan seemed to have not seen him, just shedding tears quietly, staring at the ceiling, motionless.

Her heart hurt so much, the air she breathed in seemed to be pierced with sharp knives, piercing her internal organs one by one.

But she is still alive.

Why is she alive?

Si Mo is dead, is there any point in her life?

"Have you got a fever? Why do you feel stupid?" Mu Cangkong said as he reached out and touched Xia Yiwan's forehead.

At the same time, Xia Yiwan's eyes fell on Mu Cangkong's waist.

There was a gun pinned there.

"It's not hot, why don't you talk?" Mu Cangkong withdrew his hand in doubt, and was about to ask again, but his eyes widened in horror: "Sister Wanwan, what are you doing?"

Xia Yiwan held his gun in his hand and pointed it at his chest.

"Si Mo, come quickly, your wife is crazy!" Mu Cangkong yelled in horror.

Xia Yiwan's hand paused when he heard Si Mo's name.

In the next second, the door was suddenly knocked open, and Simo's handsome face appeared in front of his eyes.

Xia Yiwan was stunned.

"Wanwan, what are you doing with the gun, put it down!" Seeing Xia Yiwan's actions, Simo was frightened out of his wits.

"Si Mo?" Xia Yiwan looked at the door stupidly.