Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

I would rather be you, the person who can heal automatically when injured, I would rather be you.

"My injury is okay." Gu Chuyan said softly.

But she was lying. Every time she spoke, she felt like her nerves were being pulled. The wound was so deep that she had been holding it back, but Xiao Mohan also knew it.

"Chuchu." Xiao Mohan lowered his head and kissed her hair.

There was too much distressed emotion in the man's voice, so he asked her to lie on top of him and said, "Be good, get some sleep."

"No, Mo Han! I still..."

"Chuchu." Xiao Mohan's voice was full of affection. He held her tightly in his arms and said, "When you sleep on me, I will... be at ease."

"Pfft." Gu Chuyan laughed out loud after hearing this.

She hugged his neck, lay in his arms, smelled the unique scent of man's breath, and slept soundly. Before going to sleep, she whispered: "Mo Han, you smell so good."

"..." Xiao Mohan's whole body was ignited by her words.

The man was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling with his silent black eyes.

"Gu Chuyan, you win." He sighed, suppressing the heat in his body.

Late at night, stay at home.

The quiet Gu house is brightly lit.

"Bang" the door was pushed open with force, and Gu Chengdong's tall figure appeared, but his expression was extremely gloomy. He covered his arms and walked inside.

"Hiss." In the Gu residence hall, Ah Fu was sitting there, treating his wounds.

Hearing the footsteps, Ah Fu grabbed his weapon and stood up to face him. When he realized it was Gu Chengdong, he was stunned for a few seconds, then respectfully stepped forward and called: "Master."

Gu Chengdong was silent and walked past him to sit on the sofa.

"The plan is stopped." Gu Chengdong lowered his eyes and stared at the documents on the coffee table with his dark eyes. He took the lighter and lit it, burning all the documents.

The documents were burned and thick smoke filled the hall.

"Master, why?" Ah Fu listened. He covered his abdomen and put the weapon on the coffee table. Although his attitude was respectful, he was unwilling to do so.

Gu Chengdong threw the lighter there, stood up and reached out to take off Ah Fu's clothes.

What caught his eyelids was a bleeding wound. The bullet had entered his abdomen. Before it could be pulled out, the blood dripped down his abdomen and stained the carpet red.

"Sit tight." Gu Chengdong said in a deep voice, coming over with tools to treat Ah Fu's wounds.

He paused, looked at the bullet, and whispered: "The Xiao family's weapons are 100% accurate. If Xiao Ran really wants to kill you, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape."

Ah Fu's old face was pale and bloodless. He leaned there and endured the pain and asked: "Master, what do you mean..."

"Xiao Mohan... did he know about it early on?" Ah Fu couldn't believe it. This plan was so thorough that no one could figure it out.

Gu Chengdong laughed at himself and said in a deep voice: "Maybe more than..."

I vaguely felt that Gu Chuyan's eyes looked like... . Gu Chengdong shook his head, hoping that he was overthinking.

Xiao Mohan turned around, looked at her, said nothing, but took out his cell phone, sent a message, and left with Gu Chengdong.

Looking at their figures, especially Gu Chengdong's "sister's craftsmanship", the smile on Gu Chuyan's lips grew stronger.

"Good morning, Xiao Yijue." Gu Chuyan lowered her head and saw Xiao Yijue standing beside her, with his little hands behind his back, looking up at her handsomely.

"Mom." He called softly, and Gu Chuyan was about to bend down.

He took half a step back, keeping a distance from her, waving his hands in a "NO" gesture, refusing to be hugged. Gu Chuyan watched his actions.