At the door, he was furious and frightened, and the murderous aura made Sun Xiaoran frightened.

The golden pistol with a cold light in his hand further aggravated her uneasiness.

"Master Bo, you are back." Sun Xiaoran stood up with a smile, subconsciously shrank back.

Liang Bo glanced at the scene of the car accident on the computer screen behind Sun Xiaoran, and his delicate lips curled coldly, walking towards Sun Xiaoran step by step...

"Da...da...da..." The slippers collided with the floor that could be seen by light, making a heavy sound.

The cold eyes make people shudder.

"Master Bo, I saw the photo of the car accident scene. Miss Qiao is okay?" The next second, Sun Xiaoran recovered his calm face, looked at Liang Bo and said.

He narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly again, loading the gun, and the cold gun pressed against her eyebrows.

"Do you want her to be in trouble?" He snorted coldly, moving his two angular lips.

"Of course not. Of course I hope Miss Qiao is fine, Bo... Master Bo, can you put down the gun? What are you doing?" Sun Xiaoran pretended to be innocent, reached out and his hands on the computer desk trembled violently.

"Did you put the medicine?"

"What medicine, what are you talking about, I don't understand." She shook her head, her heart was already surging, but the surface was calm.

"Don't pretend to be innocent in front of me... it's useless." The force against her eyebrows increased again.

"I really don't know what you are talking about." Sun Xiaoran denied it repeatedly.

The cold muzzle slowly moved to her shoulder, and the hand placed on the trigger quietly increased the strength...

"Bang..." The harsh gunshots wandered around the room.

The cold bullet was deeply embedded in her right shoulder, and bright red liquid gushed out from the shocking bullet holes...

"Ah..." The pain like scraping the bone made Sun Xiaoran collapse to the ground.

She sang in pain, and her forehead was sweating constantly.

His ears were buzzing by the gunshots.

The whole person was still immersed in horror and had not yet come back to his senses.

A strong smell of blood spread throughout the room.

Congbai's slender hands mechanically attached the place where blood was constantly spraying. He raised his head and looked at his cold face on his head and said, "Master Bo, why are you hitting me? If something happened to her, come back and find a reason to vent his anger on me, right?"

Her voice almost squeezed out from her teeth.

"Liang Bo...what are you doing! Are you crazy?!" Qian Fang, who heard the sound of gunfire at the door, rushed forward quickly, protected Sun Xiaoran, pinched her waist and looked at Liang Bo, and scolded angrily.

"Yes! I'm crazy! Mom, get out of here!" The cold gun pointed at Qian Fang and growled.

Qianfang calmly walked to Liang Bo, stretched out her hand, blocked the cold gun, looked at Sun Xiaoran, who was curled up on the ground and kept singing, and said, "I don't know why you suddenly went crazy like this, but show me clearly that the woman who is lying on the ground now still has your flesh and blood in her belly! She is your wife who is the matchmaker!"

"Mom... Stop talking. Miss Qiao was in a car accident. Master Bo felt uncomfortable. I understand him." Sun Xiaoran said weakly at Qian Fang, who was blushing.

"Did you see that you are so polite to her? She still says good things for you. You can't find such a good wife with a lantern!" After that, Qianfang snatched the gun from Liang Bo's hand and threw it to the ground.

"Good wife? Ask your good wife what good wife has done to that woman!" Liang Bo glanced at Sun Xiaoran coldly and said.

“Doududududu…”

As soon as he finished speaking, the cell phone in his pocket began to vibrate again.

Liang Bo glanced at Qianfang, quickly picked up his phone, and saw that it was Ou Xiangbei's phone call, so he immediately answered it.

"Liang Bo, come quickly. Vivi's lung infection has occurred. He has a high fever and respiratory failure. Now he has been sent to the emergency room for emergency treatment!" As soon as the phone was connected, Ou Xiangbei on the other end of the phone said hurriedly.

Without saying a word, he hung up the phone directly, bypassed Qianfang, walked to Sun Xiaoran, half-squatted down, pulled her on the collar and pulled her up, "Sun Xiaoran, you'd better pray for me that woman is fine. If she has a few things, I want your whole family to bury her!"

Sun Xiaoran was so scared that he was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"Hmph!" He let go of her hard, took out a handkerchief in his pocket and wiped the blood on his fingertips, then picked up his gun and put it on his waist, and ran out of the room quickly.

Looking at his back, Sun Xiaoran gasped and his whole body was as tightly pressed against the wall as if frozen, trying hard to follow his saliva. His heartbeat was so fast, so fast.

"Hey? John comes to Mengyuan immediately. My wife was shot wounded." After Liang Bo left, Qianfang took out her cell phone in her pocket and called John, a surgeon at Liang's private hospital.

After hanging up the phone, Qianfang quickly walked to Sun Xiaoran. She half-squatted and half-kneeled to grab Sun Xiaoran's wrist and said, "Come on, let's get up first, the ground is cold."

In the breath, the strong smell of blood made Qianfang frown unhappily.

"Mom...what did I do wrong? Master Bo squirted his anger on me without any discrimination. I think we'd better get a divorce. I'll go to abort this child tomorrow and give way to Miss Qiao. I'm so frustrated that this young grandma is so good."

Sun Xiaoran looked at Qian Fang, tears rolling out like beads with broken threads, showing his excellent acting skills to the extreme.

Qian Fang held Sun Xiaoran into her arms and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? I will recognize you as my wife. I don't want anyone except you."

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Outside the emergency room, Ou Xiangbei walked back and forth at the door like an ants on a hot pan.

The heavy footsteps aggravated the irritability in Zhou Chuyu and Liang Yi's hearts.

Liang Yi sighed with a long sigh on his face, leaned his head against the soft sofa backrest, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and said, "Brother Xiangbei, sit down, the more you do, my heart becomes more and more confused." The pouring smoke rings aggravated the melancholy on his face.

"What else do those policemen have to do? I'll just arrest Sun Xiaoran directly? I thought I knew that Sun Xiaoran must be the one who drugged her. If someone like this is killed her a hundred times, it would be till they wouldn't help it." Zhou Chuyu changed his usual elegance and generous manner and cursed in a low voice.

Thinking of Sun Xiaoran's outrageous behavior, Zhou Chuyu was so angry that he didn't even get angry.

"Don't the police officers' case handled a case, so they should not wait until Weiwei wakes up and question Weiwei before making a conclusion..." Ou Xiangbei walked quickly to the sofa opposite Zhou Chuyu, sat down, and said.
Chapter completed!