Seeing that Fu Jue was alright, Gu Qingqing felt less worried, but the absence of An Susu made her feel anxious and fearful.

"Where's An Susu? Is she dead?" As he helped her up, Gu Qingqing's first question was about An Susu.

"It's better that she's dead, so I don't have to get my hands dirty." The voice was cold and ruthless.

"But you, I told you not to come, why did you still come?" Fu Jue glanced at her slightly protruding belly, worried that she might be frightened by what she had encountered today and cause other problems.

"Where is she now? You can't kill her, it will cause a huge disaster." Gu Qingqing's deep-seated fear remained.

"Not far away, he was shot and fell to the ground, but he's not dead yet." Fu Jue didn't understand her words, but she did look very scared.

"Why can't we kill her? She and Zhai Wan'er are trying to kill us. If we don't survive, this day next year will be the anniversary of the death of our family of four. Qingqing, you can't be merciful."

He never understood why she was so kind and compassionate to An Susu. What was she afraid of?

“Jue, I’ll explain it to you when we get back. This is a very complicated matter. There’s more than one way to get revenge. An Susu absolutely cannot die. Only if she lives can we be alright. Please trust me this once.”

Gu Qingqing gripped Fu Jue's hand tightly, before he could even agree.

Suddenly, a screeching sound came from behind.

They turned around and saw that it was Zhai Shaolin.

“Mr. Fu, I’m sorry! It was my fault for not disciplining them properly. They didn’t mean to ruin your wedding. Please give them another chance.”

He immediately bowed to Fu Jue to apologize, but then he noticed a mess not far away, clearly the result of an explosion and shooting, and realized that things were not as simple as he had thought.

They were even carrying explosives and handguns?