Dangerous love of a wealthy family: a warrant for fleeing his wife at a sky-high price

Because of the extreme nervousness and the extremely fast speaking speed of these people, Jing Shaji didn't understand a single word of Luo Xuan's next conversation with his father.She just stuck to the wall, motionless...

The French old man suddenly yelled, which made her burst into tears. Luo Xuan immediately stood in front of her, arguing fiercely with his father.

Jing Shaji just looked at Luo Xuan's back, holding on to the last sliver of hope, and cautiously murmured a plea from behind him: "I beg you... Luo Luo..."

This was the first time she had called him that in such a long time, as if she was grabbing the only straw to save her life, trying to recall a little bit of his memory and let her go.

I don't know if he heard her words, but she saw that his back was obviously stiff.After a pause for a moment, he slowly turned around and stared into her eyes.

"...what...you just called me..."

Did such a title disgust him?Jing Shaji seemed to realize that he had said something wrong, so he quickly changed his words and begged him again in a very small voice: "I'm sorry...Luo Xuan, please let me go..."

"Mr. Three!" Jason cut off her pleading voice coldly, and slowly walked up to him, "Have you forgotten? This is your last mission to become the successor of the Luo family! You can't fail! Now you have no retreat, the only difference is—"

Jason glanced at the thorny seabuckthorn, and his expression became even colder.

"The only difference is whether you complete the task yourself and become the successor or the old man decides for you. At that time, everything you have worked so hard for will be in vain!"

She saw Luo Xuan's body froze suddenly, and when she looked at her again, there was so much sadness in her eyes.

She instinctively stepped back, only to find that her back had hit the wall.

Luo Xuan suddenly took two steps back, and raised his head to look at her numbly again. A person beside him immediately came over and handed him a pistol, and slowly raised it up.

At the moment when the gun was pointed at her, her mind suddenly went blank. Behind the black gun, she saw the small, delicate tear mole, quietly staying in those dark, deep eyes. under the eyes.

Crystal tears fell from the corners of her eyes, she looked at Luo Xuan, shook her head slightly, and begged again softly: "Please...please..."

The moment he heard her cautious voice, he felt his heart ache like a knife gouging out.

...Yeah, looking at it now, her pleading and begging little eyes, the way she looked at him with teary eyes... are all exactly the same as Xiaoxue when she was six years old...

He looked at her, and unconsciously the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

...really...it took him so many years, so much time, to finally, finally find her...

The cold thumping sound behind him suddenly awakened Luo Xuan's memory.

"Father!" Luo Xuan immediately called to his father in a panic, and glanced at Jingshaji again, "...my own affairs...let me solve it myself!"

Thorn and seabuckthorn stuck tightly to the wall, looked at Luo Xuan, kept shaking his head and begged him in a low voice, those beggings were like knives, cutting on his heart.

His hands trembled involuntarily.Eyes were blinded by a layer of fog.