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Song Weiyu nuzzled his neck and comforted him softly, "Don't blame yourself. I deliberately hid it from you yesterday. I don't blame you, and you don't blame yourself either."

Chen Fang wanted to explain to her, but the man opposite had obviously seen enough of the two people's lovey-dovey drama.

Han Guanshan looked away from her.

His voice was hoarse and smoke-stained. "Chen Fang, you know you are working in the nightclub now, right? Are you sure you want to go against me just for such a fickle woman?"

Chen Fang looked at him straight in the eye. "Indecisive? I don't think so."

Doesn't this mean that she is fickle towards you, Han Guanshan, but not towards me!

Han Guanshan narrowed his eyes, chuckled twice, flicked the cigarette from his fingertips, and took his hand out of his pocket, taking the gun with him.

The laughter and the sound of the gun being loaded suddenly made Song Weiyu sober up. Her ultimate goal was to get to Han Guanshan.

"Put me down quickly." She put her arms around Chen Fang's neck and whispered in his ear.

"No, I can't listen to you this time."

Chen Fang tightened his arms, making her unable to move.

Song Weiyu pushed gently, but it didn't move at all. "Let go... If I don't go find the antidote, what will happen to Fu Haitang?"

Chen Fang paused for two seconds, and put his lips to her ear, "Do you remember, I told you that I would compensate Fu Haitang when the time is right?"

Song Weiyu remembered that he said this, but he didn't take it seriously at the time.

Chen Fang then whispered in her ear, "That's what I'm talking about. So leave it to me, I promise to get you the antidote, okay?"

"how long?"

Chen Fang didn't know how long it would take, maybe a year, maybe two years, or maybe after Han Guanshan was executed, but it wouldn't be too fast.

But in order to make her give up her plan of feeding the wolf with herself, he had to put it in short terms.

"Three months. During this time, you stay with Fu Haitang and take care of him, okay?"

Song Weiyu curled her lips, straightened up in his arms, and looked at him, "Three months? Chen Fang, you are lying to me."

"I……"

Song Weiyu shook his head to interrupt him, and spoke softly with his lips, "I don't feel comfortable leaving this matter to anyone."

Every late night, how Fu Haitang suffered a fate worse than death was engraved in Song Weiyu's heart, and she had to get the antidote as quickly as possible.

The two of them were communicating by biting each other's ears. In Han Guanshan's eyes, this scene was naked ear-to-ear contact.

"Tsk, eh...are you two acting out Romance in the Rain?"

Song Weiyu suddenly turned around, stared at him with big eyes full of resentment for two seconds, then immediately turned back.

Han Guanshan was caught in a heavy rain in her briefly moist eyes.

This was the first time the two had looked into each other's eyes in more than a decade.

Suddenly forgetting what he was going to say next, he blinked and scratched his head with the muzzle of the gun.

He swallowed hard before pointing the gun at Chen Fang again: "Put her down and get out of here. Beijing West and Beijing South will still be yours. Otherwise... you will disappear from all nightlife in Beijing."

Chen Fang looked at the black muzzle of the gun and thought, he would never let her go again.

He shook his head at Han Guanshan.

At this time, Song Weiyu looked over Chen Fang's shoulder and saw a man who was talking in a low voice not far away. Although he was holding the phone, his eyes were always locked on her. When their eyes met, Fu Haitang raised his eyebrows and smiled at her.

"Director Gu, give me another five minutes. I'll take care of my personal matters, and then your people can come in."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Haitang looked at her with a smile and walked back.

Song Weiyu was drowning in the man's doting smile, but she knew that if he took her back again, there would be no hope for her to leave.

She tilted her head, took off her pearl earrings, put them into Chen Fang's suit pocket, and patted them gently.

"Chen Fang! If you don't let me go, I will hate you forever."

"Hate it, don't let go."

"you!"

Song Weiyu felt a breath stuck in her throat and she started coughing violently. Chen Fang reached out a hand to stroke her back.

Fu Haitang had already walked behind him, reached out to rub Song Weiyu's head, and wiped the dust off her face.

The other hand suddenly reached for the gun at Chen Fang's waist.

In the blink of an eye, the gun was in Fu Haitang's hand.

Chen put his mind aside to protect his gun, and the strength in his arms relaxed.

Song Weiyu took this opportunity to push him away and left his arms. When her feet landed on the ground, she saw Fu Haitang had raised the gun, over Chen Fang's shoulder, and aimed it at Han Guanshan.

"Can't…"

Before he could finish his words, his body had already surpassed his consciousness and rushed out.

"boom!"

The bullet came out of the chamber.

A thin white shadow stood in front of Han Guanshan.