With all my might, I'll protect you for a lifetime. —Mu Qiancheng
Xu City, suburbs, unfinished building.
"Jiang Xue, go to hell!" A vicious female voice rang in her ears, and Jiang Xue suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a handgun pointing at her.
And the hand holding the gun was pulling the trigger. Jiang Xue's pupils contracted, her eyes widened, and for a moment she forgot to react. But at this moment, a whirlwind swept in, and a tall figure stood in front of her.
Seeing this figure, Jiang Xue's expression changed.
Mu Qiancheng!
It was actually him.
Bang, a gunshot rang out. The tall figure that had been blocking her slowly fell to the ground. Jiang Xue's eyes widened, and she cried out in despair, "Mu Qiancheng!"
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Xue quickly crawled toward the fallen figure on the ground.
"Mu Qiancheng, how are you, are you alright?" Jiang Xue knelt in front of Mu Qiancheng, looking at the face she once didn't even want to glance at, her heart was extremely complicated.
"I'm fine!" Mu Qiancheng moved his lips, trying to give Jiang Xue a smile, but as he smiled, he pulled at the wound, and his face turned even more unsightly.
"Mu Qiancheng... I..." Jiang Xue opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know what to say.
Mu Qiancheng, her husband. They've been married for five years, yet she's never really looked at him properly. To her, this husband was just a decoration. From the first day of their marriage, she had been thinking of ways to get divorced.
However, their marriage was somewhat special, and Mu Qiancheng was unwilling, so after five years, they were still husband and wife.
Jiang Xue never expected that the man she discarded like a worn-out shoe would stand in front of her at a critical moment.
Mu Qiancheng seemed to know what Jiang Xue wanted to say, and interrupted, "Xue'er, you don't need to say anything. For you, I'll willingly do anything."
"What a man of loyalty and affection."
At this moment, a discordant voice sounded, and Jiang Xue suddenly raised her head and finally saw who was speaking.
"Cheng Li, how is it you?" If she was surprised that Mu Qiancheng blocked the bullet for her, then when she saw that the person who wanted to kill her was her best friend, she could only describe herself as shocked.
"It's me!" Cheng Li, holding a gun, had already walked up to the two of them, her gaze cold and indifferent, looking at Mu Qiancheng with eyes full of disdain and mockery.
Mu Qiancheng, Jiang Xue's husband, she knew him, a poor nobody, a man Jiang Xue wouldn't even glance at, yet he came to save her now.
Should she call him infatuated, or just foolish?
"Why?" Jiang Xue looked at Cheng Li with a face of heartbreak, not understanding why she wanted to kill her. They were friends, best friends, even like sisters.
All these years, no matter what good things she had, the first person she thought of was Cheng Li. But she wanted to kill her, why?
"Why?" Cheng Li sneered, a flash of hatred in her eyes, and said lightly, "When you reach the land of the dead, you'll naturally know why."
"So, go to hell!"
The gunshot rang out again, and the already injured Mu Qiancheng didn't know where he found the strength, but he leaped up and pounced on Jiang Xue, blocking another bullet for her.
Jiang Xue looked in shock at the man pressing down on her; he blocked the bullet for her again.
Why? Why is he so good to her?
At this moment, her eyes brimmed with tears, and they flowed uncontrollably down her face.