Noticing her wavering, Fujiwara Ize's eyes sharpened, channeling all his strength and attention to control her.
Mo Ran's body trembled violently, her mind went blank, all her wavering thoughts vanished.
With a single hand holding a gun pointed at Gu Yixuan, she spoke coldly, "Fine, I'll just shoot you dead!"
Her finger pulled the trigger without hesitation, and with a "bang"—the bullet hit Gu Yixuan's chest.
The white suit immediately became stained with a large patch of red...
"Ah—" Many people screamed, and chaos ensued.
Gu Yixuan's body merely shook, but he did not fall.
He didn't dodge, his eyes remained fixed on Mo Ran, "You've already taken your revenge on me. Now, can you come to my side..."
His voice was so gentle, without a trace of resentment or anger.
His hand is still stretched out towards her, always waiting for his bride.
Mo Ran blankly stared at him, the gun fell to the ground, her gaze landed on his wound that kept oozing blood...
