The gunshot that just resounded through the sky was deafening. The sudden gunshot attracted everyone to rush over.
Nusi and Luo Yingying, who were outside the door, rushed in first. Of course, they were worried about Lan Xiaolan's safety.
However, the scene they saw when they entered the door made them laugh in surprise.
Ling Muxue was crawling on the ground, holding her stomach, trembling with fear.
Lan Xiaolan stood in front of her majestically, looking down at her like a king, holding a gun in her hand, facing Ling Muxue.
Nusi couldn't help but smile when she saw Lan Xiaolan. It turned out that Lan Xiaolan's shooting and karate training over the past year was not in vain. Now it seemed that she had surpassed her teachers.
Luo Yingying walked to Lan Xiaolan's side and asked her with concern: "Xiaolan, are you hurt?"
"I don't, she does!"
Having said that, Luo Yingying only raised her hand to support Lan Xiaolan, and had no intention of helping Ling Muxue at all.
She has been arrogant and domineering for so many years, and today's ending is what she deserved.
Ren Tingxi also clearly heard the gunshots not far away, and saw that the direction of the sound was where Lan Xiaolan was in the lounge.
He was so nervous that his whole body was shaking, and his dark eyes were about to wrung out tears.
He walked very fast and was very agile. Before anyone could react, he had already arrived here.
The moment he walked in and saw the scene in front of him, he instantly breathed a sigh of relief.
In an instant, he regained his composure and walked in slowly with a straight and solemn body.
"Tingxi, Tingxi, she...she hit me. Look, my face is swollen." Ling Muxue fell to the ground and began to cry tenderly.
Now, she is obviously the weaker one. Logically, Ren Tingxi should be more sympathetic to her.
"I just wanted to come and catch up with Xiaolan, but I didn't expect that she would hit me in a few words."
Tears began to fall from Ling Muxue's delicate face, and she cried like a pear blossom in the rain.
Lan Xiaolan didn't care. The more she did this, the more disgusting she felt this woman was.
Instead of retracting the threatening gun, she twitched her thumb and pressed the trigger.
"Tingxi, please come and save me. Lan Xiaolan...she wants to kill me."
He called Ren Tingxi over and over again, sounding so warm and friendly. Lan Xiaolan didn't say anything, nor did she need any explanation. She just looked at Ren Tingxi coldly.
The two women were completely frozen, and everyone was waiting to see what choice Ren Tingxi would make.
Needless to say, Ren Tingxi walked straight to Lan Xiaolan and gently took the gun from her hand.
The residual heat from the gunshot was still there, and he deliberately kept the muzzle of the gun away from her body, not wanting her to get hurt in the slightest.
He looked down at her tenderly, put his arm around her waist, and held Lan Xiaolan in his arms.
"Are you hurt?"
"No. She was the one who got hurt."
"Last time, you accidentally twisted your wrist while lifting something heavy. Your hand hasn't even fully healed yet. Why are you in such a hurry to use the gun?"
Ren Tingxi placed Lan Xiaolan's hand in his warm palm, caressing it tenderly, and even gently kissed the place where she was injured before.
Ling Muxue glared at the two of them, her bloodshot eyes emitting a devilish rage.
She gently wiped the corner of her mouth. The slap just now actually made her bleed.
"Wuwuwu... It's blood! It's blood... Tingxi, she hit me again."
What a good word "again", it's so hurtful and heartbreaking.
"This slap now was indeed given by me. The slap ten years ago! It wasn't me!"
The word "no" was spoken loud and powerfully, and Lan Xiaolan's eyes were sharp and firm.
Ren Tingxi held her head, pressed her in his arms, and comforted her softly.
"It's okay, as long as you're okay. Everything else is not important."
Everyone else rushed over, including Ling Muxue's assistant and bodyguards.
Last night they witnessed Ling Muxue causing a scene in the presidential suite, and now they saw her lying on the ground in a mess with a bruised face and a beaten nose.
The bodyguard and assistant were worried about her and quickly helped her up from the ground.
Except for Ling Muxue's delicate crying and sobbing, everyone else held their breath and dared not say a single word.
"You all go out and do what you need to do."
Ren Tingxi looked around at everyone and gave orders.
Then he put his hands in his trouser pockets, stood upright, and walked in front of Ling Muxue with steady steps.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at her coldly, his tone neither cold nor indifferent, neither happy nor angry, saying: "Mu Xue, let's talk alone."
Talk, of course we have to talk. Ren Tingxi actually took the initiative to say that he wanted to talk to her.
Does this mean that Ren Tingxi will also feel sorry for her, because they are childhood sweethearts and because she has been with him for many years?
In fact, she still has a place in Ren Tingxi's heart, right?
Ling Muxue naively comforted herself.
Lan Xiaolan looked at Ren Tingxi's handsome and cold back, wondering what he was up to.
However, from his eyes, Lan Xiaolan could tell that he believed in her and loved her.
Since Ren Tingxi's body and heart are with her, let alone talking about it, there is nothing to be afraid of even if the two of them stay alone for a night.
"Wife, is it okay?" He actually turned around and tried to ask Lan Xiaolan's consent gently.
The word "wife" caught Lan Xiaolan off guard.
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