President please let go

Chapter 36 Chapter 51 Cold Heart
The cold hatred flashed away in the black eyes, Xi Ze raised a mocking smile and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Wiping the corners of his lips with his palm, Xi Ze looked at the agitated Luo Wentian indifferently, and asked mockingly: "You care about her so much? As everyone knows, father, you usually hurt her much worse than this shot! "

His complexion suddenly darkened, and the elbow pressing against Xi Ze's neck became more and more forceful, pressing his neck tightly. Luo Wentian angrily reprimanded: "What I do on weekdays is not up to you to judge! You have no right!"

　Xi Ze no longer held back, swung his long arm, and fought back forcefully, throwing off Luo Wentian's imprisonment.

Luo Wentian was caught off guard by the sudden strong thrust, and took a few steps back one after another, panting slightly and leaning against the wall.

Yin Wu's hawk eyes blazed with fury, and he became even more wary of Xi Ze.

"I'm no longer the person I was eight years ago." Xi Ze straightened the messy corners of his clothes, his cold eyes collided with Luo Wentian's sharp eyes in the air, and sparks of confrontation splashed out.

Hearing this, Luo Wentian's expression suddenly changed, he recalled that unforgettable night.

That night, he had a fierce conflict with Xi Ze, and the father and son drew their guns at each other.

During the confrontation, Sheizer lowered the gun and he pulled the trigger.

If the boy named Jiang Chen hadn't blocked Xi Ze's shot, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Thinking of this, Luo Wentian restrained his violent aura and smiled in relief. It turned out that Xi Ze was still brooding about what happened eight years ago.

Luo Wentian appreciates Xi Ze's dedication to reconciliation and enmity. They have too many similarities.

"I solemnly warn you, Mo Yang is not someone you can touch!" Luo Wentian walked up to Xi Ze, and gave the order seriously, with an undeniable domineering tone in his tough tone.

The deep black eyes turned slightly, and a surprised gaze penetrated into the bottom of Luo Wentian's eyes. Xi Ze sensed his deformed but strong affection for Mo Yang.

Feeling playful, he shook his head lightly, and let out a cold and sexy voice: "Father, you are wrong... I should say this to you."

Luo Wentian frowned in confusion, and asked sternly, "Do you dare to question my order?"

"It's not a question, it's a denial." The gloomy mood gradually became clear, and Xi Ze swore, "Don't forget, she is my woman. I should tell my father that there are so many women in the world, you can choose as you like, But don't touch my woman! Otherwise, I can't guarantee that the scene eight years ago will not happen again, but..."

A fierce hostility bloomed in the deep pupils, and Xi Ze hinted sharply: "The result this time must be different from the past."

Luo Wentian looked at Xi Ze in disbelief, and when he heard his naked threat, his shoulders trembled slightly, and the palm he was about to swing was clenched into a fist.

At this moment, the operating light went out, and the doctors pushed Mo Yang out of the operating room.

Taking a sidelong glance at Luo Wentian, Xi Ze said coldly: "I don't care about her, go and see. She can't die, and she will be moved when she opens her eyes and sees her father first. But no matter what, It can't change the fact that she is my woman, and she took the initiative to lie down under me..."

Luo Wentian eagerly observed the situation outside the operating room, and his face turned livid because of Xize's words.

As soon as the words fell, Xi Ze didn't even look at Mo Yang, turned around suddenly, and strode away...

It has been three hours since the end of the operation, Mo Yang was lying on the hospital bed, tilting his head, looking at the dark night outside the window with cold eyes.

Not long after the operation, Mo Yang came to her senses, but the first person she saw when she opened her eyes was Luo Wentian, and her disappointment surged violently in her heart.

Luo Wentian didn't speak, but just sat silently beside the hospital bed for a while, his usually deep and indifferent eyes revealed too many complex emotions.

While in a coma, Mo Yang vaguely heard Xi Ze's voice, revealing a bone marrow coldness, "She can't die, she will be the first to see her father when she opens her eyes, she will definitely be moved..."

The wound on the arm was still painful, but it was not as good as the wound on Mo Yang's heart.

A self-deprecating smile spread out, Mo Yang recalled the shocking scene that happened in the alley, and regretted her impulsiveness.

Even now, she still can't understand her state of mind at that time, why she instinctively pushed Xi Ze away when she was in danger, and even willingly blocked a shot for him...

Suburbs of Xinghai City

The dark night shrouded a barren and desolate cemetery.

The tall and lonely figure stood silently under the towering sycamore tree, and Xi Ze put the bright red Bianhua on a graveyard.

In the vast cemetery, only this tomb is under the shade of the plane tree, so it doesn't have to endure the scorching sun or the pouring rain.

"Jiang Chen... It's another year... I think we haven't seen each other for eight years." Xi Ze sat down beside the grave, leaning against the slope with his back, his black eyes filled with sadness and nostalgia.

A self-deprecating smile streaked across his lips, his big palm was stroking the overgrown weeds, and his deep voice was full of pain, "I'm really incompetent... I don't even dare to openly set up a tombstone for you... Think about it, when you The person who risked his life to save him is like this... Do you feel a little regretful?"

Intense hatred gathered in his eyes little by little, gradually stained with bloody killing intent, Xi Ze clenched his fists tightly, and promised in a firm and resolute tone: "I will not let you die in vain! Just like your favorite Just like the other side flower of the other side... I also voluntarily fell into hell, in order to gain power, and to avenge his cruelty and ruthlessness, I am willing to fall into the abyss of hell, and die without regrets!"

The fine rain fell slowly from the night, falling along Xi Ze's stern face, and wet his clothes.

Looking up, letting the cold rain invade, his eyes suddenly softened a bit, Xi Ze whispered with emotion: "Who knows... today she would be like you, and she would block a shot for me regardless of her body... Jiang Chen , you know? She's a slender woman..."

The tall and stalwart body stood up from the cemetery, and Xi Ze silently walked into the depths of the rain curtain...

next day
Wisps of sunlight reflected into the ward through the glass windows, blowing over Mo Yang's beautiful face.

With cold sweat oozing from her forehead, she sat up abruptly, waking up from the nightmare.

Pulling the wound on his arm, a cry of pain escaped from his plump lips, "Hiss..."

Standing in the corridor, Qiu Jun tentatively knocked on the door.

A trace of anticipation flashed in the gray-green eyes, and Mo Yang said softly, "Go in."

Pushing the door open, Qiu Jun walked to the bed and asked politely, "Miss Mo Yang, are you feeling alright?"

"It's okay." Even though confusion lingered in his heart, Mo Yang still stubbornly refused to ask Xi Ze's whereabouts.

Qiu Jun didn't know why Xi Ze left, after all, Mo Yang saved him once.

It was chilling to leave her alone in the hospital with such indifference.

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