Chapter 72: The Gentle Disabled Boss vs. the Soft and Cruel Lady (41)
night.
The moon is high in the sky, and the stars are twinkling.
After seeing off Feier and Zhao Youyou, Lu Cha did not return to the villa with Lu Yuan. Instead, they sat side by side on the steps outside, looking up at the bright night sky.
A gentle breeze, carrying the elegant fragrance of flowers, lingered around them.
A rare quiet and peaceful place.
Lu Yuan gently played with the girl's soft little hands.
The redness, swelling and bruises have long since faded, returning to their former fair and tender complexion.
"Tomorrow night, I'll take you somewhere, okay?"
The proposal venue is almost ready.
After dealing with Wang Qikun, we can go get the ring and do the final finishing touches.
When he thought that the little girl was about to marry him, Lu Yuan's eyes turned into a stream of spring water, rippling with tender affection.
Lu Cha responded obediently with a "hmm".
The slightly drooping long eyelashes blocked the dark light floating in the eyes.
She naturally knew what Lu Yuan would do tomorrow.
Thanks to her magical powers, Wang Qikun has been able to hide until now and has not been found.
Lu Cha leaned on Lu Yuan's shoulder, a relaxed smile on the corner of her lips.
The main quests have been completed, the original owner's last wish has been fulfilled.
Finally, it’s almost over.
Thinking that the little girl was tired, Lu Yuan tilted his head slightly, rested his chin on the top of her head, and smiled dotingly:
"Shall we go back and rest?"
Lu Cha didn't say anything, but just hooked her arms around his neck.
Lu Yuan understood what she meant, picked her up gently and walked into the villa.
The bright moon in the night sky behind me was obscured by the thin clouds slowly floating over, and its bright light became hazy and dim.
It seemed as if the two people's thoughts were also hidden.
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The next day.
8:53, study.
Lu Yuan checked the bullets in the gun, his narrow peach blossom eyes filled with a sinister and murderous aura.
His people just called.
Wang Qikun has already appeared, but it is not clear where they will ambush him.
But the most likely possibility is the mountain road that leads to the manor.
It's remote enough and easy to get.
It is much better than the bustling streets of Xirang.
No matter which choice he makes, Wang Qikun will have only one final outcome - death at his hands.
Just like the Wang couple two years ago, they shed all their blood to calm the depression in his heart.
Lu Yuan smiled carefreely and put the gun away.
Just as he was about to leave, his right eyelid suddenly twitched.
For no reason, I felt a sudden panic.
He subconsciously asked Uncle Zhou next to him: "Where's Chacha?"
"Ms. Lin is playing with a snake in the room."
"Don't let her leave the manor today." As if feeling unsafe, Lu Yuan added:
"If you really can't stop her, just nail the outside of her door with wooden boards."
"There's no weapon in her bedroom that can break it open."
Uncle Zhou: “…”
Although he didn't understand the master's approach, Uncle Zhou still took the servants to do it.
Before sealing the door, sufficient food and water were delivered inside.
Lu Cha sat on the bed with a gloomy look in his eyes.
From outside came the clanging sounds of construction work and Uncle Zhou's helpless words:
"Ms. Lin, please be patient."
"I'll let you out as soon as the gentleman comes back."
Lu Cha poked the skull expressionlessly and responded to Zhou Bo with a sinister laugh.
Why don’t you just knock me out and tie me up?
She hummed softly and walked to the windowsill.
Lu Yuan had already driven out of the gate.
After looking at the soft grass below and making sure there were no servants nearby, Lu Cha rolled up his sleeves and jumped down nimbly.
Perfect landing.
Then, she walked stealthily along the wall and climbed over the manor wall.
The smile on his face was cunning and vicious.
The good show is about to begin~
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At the foot of the mountain.
Inside the car.
Lu Yuan's feeling of uneasiness grew stronger and stronger.
I was just about to call Uncle Zhou to confirm whether Lu Cha was at home.
Boom—suddenly a large truck nearly three meters high rushed out from the side road and headed straight towards them.
Just like two years ago, the fiery red color looks like a late sunset.
Behind the huge windshield.
An ordinary-looking man pressed the accelerator firmly, his face twisted with resentment, and an angry roar could be heard from afar:
"Go to hell, Lu Yuan!!!"
The driver, who was prepared, immediately reversed the steering wheel and the car suddenly veered to the left.
With the sharp sound of metal scraping against metal, he barely avoided the oncoming truck.
Lu Yuan quickly drew his gun and shot at Wang Qikun, who was driving the car opposite him.
The bullet that should have penetrated the glass and hit the opponent's neck was strangely off by an inch and embedded in the hard car body.
Lu Yuan's eyes flashed.
Seeing that the truck was about to hit again, at the critical moment.
The bodyguards he had arranged earlier arrived in their cars, quickly turned the rear ends of their cars around, and blocked the truck.
Zizizizi—countless tires rubbed against the ground fiercely, sparks flew, and thick smoke billowed out.
The truck only slowly stopped after squashing two black cars in a row.
Wang Qikun, who had just hit the steering wheel and had a bleeding head, seemed to be unaware of the pain and immediately raised the gun under the seat.
Before he could pull the trigger, he was suddenly subdued by two bodyguards who climbed into the car, dragged him out of the car, and pinned him to the ground.
Wang Qikun struggled violently, the veins on his neck bulging horribly:
"Get out of here! Let me go! Believe it or not, I will kill you all!"
Click.
The expensive leather shoes were reflected in his angry bloodshot eyes.
Lu Yuan looked down at Wang Qikun with contempt.
The tip of the shoe touched his trembling cheek, full of insults:
"This face has become quite a bit uglier."
Wang Qikun, who was angry just now, suddenly smiled strangely, and a ray of silver light flashed in his eyes.
At the same time, the bodyguard who was holding him down lost all his strength for no reason.
Wang Qikun took the opportunity to break free from his restraints, quickly pulled out the pistol hidden in his clothes, and put his index finger on the trigger.
Lu Yuan froze in place for a moment.
His eyes were fixed on the number engraved on the gun body - L17.
This is his gun.
That was the gun that Lu Cha had taken from the garden before.
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