On the day we broke up, Mr. Chi was very hungry

They say women are sensitive.

Lan Xun actually vaguely sensed that Chi Yuhan liked her a little bit... Looking at his own heart, they actually liked each other and had a good understanding of each other.

If his family background is an obstacle, the suppression of his father's bloodline is an obstacle, and his own lack of strength and powerlessness are obstacles...

All of these, all of these, were like invisible mountains, pressing heavily on him.

He tried his best to climb over the mountains that were pressing on his head, and climbed over the mountains and ridges, just for her.

What did she do again?

He couldn't commit to marriage because he was angry, so he turned around and threw himself into others with revenge?

Because you are sensitive to his hazy thoughts and rely on his guilt for yourself, you slap him again and again, right?

When things don't get to that point, you don't know what the other person is thinking. No matter what he said afterwards, she still didn't quite believe it, and she always felt alienated. She even thought it was his excuse and reason.

Some emotions really need to be understood by oneself. Putting yourself in her shoes, in the relationship with her, it was more difficult for the other party...

"Ahan, don't fall asleep, the doctor will be here soon. Ahan, Ahan, Ahan..." Lan Xun hugged Chi Yuhan and tried his best to comfort him, tears flowing down his face like spring water.

She no longer knew how to comfort him, so she repeated her pale words mechanically, "Ahan, Ahan, don't sleep, the doctor will be here soon."

Tears wet his face and wet his hair. He was so quiet leaning against her, and his eyes looking up at her were so soft.

At this moment, he seemed to have lost all his strength, as if he would leave her as soon as he closed his eyes.

But his concern for her has not diminished one bit, and his half-open eyes are still full of deep love and worry.

When he was hit by a bullet, he struggled hard, opened his trembling lips, and said with difficulty: "Xunxun, Xunxun... I'm fine, don't be sad..."

Hearing the trembling voice of the person in her arms comforting her, Lan Xun burst into tears and burst into tears.

Her eyes widened with tears, she stared at Chi Changhe, and suddenly yelled at him, "Call the driver and take him to the hospital!"

And Chi Changhe stood firmly on the spot, as if he was nailed there by a nail from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.

But the arm holding the gun slowly dropped down, with the muzzle pointing downward.

He should be satisfied, right?

A bullet wounded the son. He shot his son in the chest with his own hands. What a great father, what a majestic right!

"Call the driver and take him to the hospital immediately!"

Lan Xun's voice was hoarse, tears flowed to the corners of his mouth, and he was extremely sad. He stared at the indifferent father who killed his own son with his own hands, "If you don't send him to the hospital, he will die, he will die! You really want to see him die in In front of you?"

Lan Xun's roar was deafening.

The cold-blooded and ruthless Chi Changhe's almost dull eyes regained their power, and a hint of joy appeared on his stiff face, hazy and magical.

It seemed as if I finally let out a breath. The anger that had been held in my chest for many years finally got a chance to vent today.

That year, his son wielded a knife and tried to chop his neck. How evil was he? The unfilial son should be taught a bloody lesson!

Outside the villa.

Xiao Shaobai was sitting in the car looking around, feeling uneasy, and suddenly shouted, "Dad, I forgot to take something. Turn around quickly. I have to go back to my uncle's house to get something."

Xiao Juzheng had just called his wife to report that his son was safe, and then asked, "What did you forget?"

"Oh dad, I can't explain it to you right now, so I'll just turn around and go back..." Xiao Shaobai called Lao Chi but couldn't get through, making him even more anxious.

His eyebrows kept twitching, and he had an ominous premonition.

Seeing his son's anxious look, Xiao Juzheng frowned and ordered the driver to turn around.

The car returned to Chi Changhe's villa. As soon as it stopped, Xiao Shaobai took his mobile phone and jumped out of the opened car door like a scud.

Xiao Juzheng looked at the car window and asked loudly at his son's back, "Shaobai, what did you forget?"

"cell phone……"

"Isn't the phone in your hand?" Xiao Juzheng reminded, and in the blink of an eye, his son ran away without a trace.

This brat made him follow him uneasily.

"Master Chi?" Xiao Shaobai became furious, knocked over several people guarding the door of the villa, and ran into the hall.

Hearing Xiao Shaobai's voice, Lan Xun's eyes lit up with tears, as if he had seen a savior. He shouted hoarsely in the side hall, "Xiao Shaobai, Xiao Shaobai, come to save people, come quickly..."

Xiao Shaobai turned around and rushed to the side hall. When he saw this scene, he was stunned. The chandelier from the ceiling was knocked down, and the crystal glass was shattered all over the floor.

There are some blood stains on the ground, and I don't know who shed it.

Chi Yuhan was lying on his side in Lan Xun's arms, his face was as white as paper, his eyes were half-opened, a ray of light passed over him, and he said with breath, "Take Lan Xun, take Lan Xun away, let's go..."

His chest hurt, maybe his ribs were broken.

Being hit by a bullet at close range, he was either dead or disabled...

He wanted to take Lan Xun away and leave the villa where they were trapped, but now he was shot and could no longer walk.

His heart throbbed with pain with every breath he took.

What he was more worried about was Lan Xun's personal safety.

He has seen through his father's ambition... If Lan Xun didn't leave, his inhumane father would be able to do such a thing.

"Shaobai, take her away..." Chi Yuhan gritted his teeth when he saw Xiao Shaobai clenched his head, his eyes wide open and unresponsive.

He struggled to hold up his arms and struggled to stand up. One hand was still holding the gun, and he lifted it up.

Chi Changhe glanced over with a sharp look, stepped forward and kicked the pistol a few feet away. There are still bullets in it, so there's no need to worry about the gun going off!

As soon as Chi Yuhan raised up half of his body, he was kicked by his father, causing severe pain in his arm, and fell limply into Lan Xun's arms.

"Ahan..." Lan Xun cried while holding him, and shouted distressedly, "Don't get up yet, wait until the doctor comes."

She was anxious and uneasy, hugging Chi Yuhan tightly and not letting him move. The two of them cuddled on the floor, and he gasped weakly.

Lan Xun stroked his cool hand. The old man kicked his arm hard just now, thinking he was going to kick him in the chest, and he was extremely worried.

"Xiao Shaobai, call an ambulance quickly..."

Lan Xun looked at Xiao Shaobai with blurred eyes and asked him for help. Why didn't the ambulance she called take so long?

Xiao Shaobai was shocked for a while before finally reacting, "I'll call, I'll call. Don't worry, Lan Xun. I'll call right now."

He held the phone in his hand and dialed 120 with trembling fingers.

Outside the villa door, a sharp siren sounded, as if it was 110!

When Chi Changhe heard the police car driving in, his face was as gloomy as a night shrouded in dark clouds, which made people feel depressed and dangerous.

He walked to the center of the side hall, put his hands behind his back, and said in a voice as harsh as a bullet piercing a person's heart, "Someone, pull them both to the basement!"

Xiao Shaobai was just about to help Chi Yuhan. Hearing this, he shrank his hands and his body trembled with fear, but he also had the courage to ask, "Uncle Chi, how could you do this?"