After rebirth, he was pampered by the scumbag’s nemesis

All the bodyguards were stunned and did not dare to act rashly.

"If you dare to shoot, I will shoot with you. Fu Mingyu was just arrested, not dead yet. I am Fu's eldest grandson... I am dead. You can try to see if the old man wants your life."

Fu Cheng's gun was pressed against his temple. As long as he fired, he would definitely die.

Andy looked at Fu Cheng blankly, he was just a pet... Is that so?

"Fu Cheng, you can't give me what I want." Andy looked at Fu Cheng quietly.

She doesn't love Fu Cheng, but she doesn't want Fu Cheng to die either.

Slowly raising his hand, Andy took the bodyguard's hand and pulled the trigger hard.

A gunshot rang out and everyone at the scene fell silent.

The bodyguard behind him looked at the woman in front of him in shock. She herself...she didn't want to live.

Dark red blood splashed down, and the white dress was covered with blood.

There was relief in Andy's eyes.

That's it, how nice it would be to die here.

But just as she pulled the trigger, Fu Cheng's gun hit the bodyguard's wrist, and the shot missed.

Sitting slumped on the ground, Andy looked like a dead ceramic doll, covered in blood.

The blood was not hers.

"You win... Andy, you win." Fu Cheng yelled crazily and weakly threw the gun in his hand.

Andy wouldn't care if he put the gun to his head.

Because Andy doesn't love him.

Fu Cheng was out of control like a child who couldn't get love. He just wanted...a little bit of love.

But he doesn't deserve it, no one is willing to love him.

No one is willing to accompany him to perish in hell.

"Why...you won't love me..." Even just a little bit.

He was like a child begging for candy, crying and asking why no one wanted to love him.

When he was a child, Fu Cheng was also a kind child.

He also longed for the love of his parents.

He envied everyone who had something he didn't have.

He had begged and prayed, but to no avail.

So he learned to use force to trap people around him.

"Andy... tell me why..." Why you would rather die than look at him again.

Andy sat numbly on the ground, choking and speaking. "Fu Cheng, two people with scars and thorns all over their bodies cannot be together. We are both from hell. We are the same kind, so what we yearn for...should be the sunshine in the sky."

Andy likes Xia Yu because Xia Yu is clean and simple, with a naturalness and stupidity that has not been contaminated by others.

Even if others don't like Xia Yu and think he is impulsive and does things regardless of the consequences, Andy likes him...

What she liked was the energy in him, because that was what Andy was missing and didn't have.

And Fu Cheng.

He shouldn't choose a gloomy and incomplete woman like her, he should find his own sun.

"There will always be someone who is willing to appear by your side and warm you." Andy slowly touched the gun on the ground, and when Fu Cheng wasn't paying attention, he pressed it against his temple again. "Fu Cheng, I know you won't let me go. I want to let myself go."

She wanted to escape from this world countless times.

She doesn't deserve anyone, so she can't get rid of her?

Fu Cheng knelt on the ground, smiling weakly.

In this emotional entanglement, no one wins.

He lost, Xia Yu lost, and Andy also lost.

Ever since he was young, it wasn't that he wouldn't let go, but that he didn't dare to let go.

He never wanted to let go.

But now, he gave up.

Andy pulled the trigger hard, but it was no use. The bullets in the gun had been unloaded by Fu Cheng.

He guessed that Andy would still choose to commit suicide.

Looking at the mottled marks on her white wrists, he knew that Andy had never been afraid of death. She was even waiting for death to bring her relief.

"I'll let you go..."

Fu Cheng's voice was hoarse.

Andy looked at Fu Cheng with distrustful eyes. He would always lie to her with sweet words.

"I said...I'll let you go."

Fu Cheng stood up weakly and looked at Andy.

Andy lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Behind him, the bodyguards had been trapped by Fu Cheng's people, and no one dared to provoke Fu Cheng at this time.

Because he looks really scary.

"Master, I want you to go to the old house." Behind him is the housekeeper of the old house.

He brought the people here himself.

Fu Cheng glanced at the other party coldly and ignored him. He just quietly wiped the blood on Andy's face with his shirt cuff.

"Let's go." Fu Cheng pulled Andy into his arms, picked him up and got into the car.

The assistant looked at Fu Cheng nervously. "Master...where are we going?"

"Go to the airport."

Fu Cheng wants to send Andy away overnight.

He is an evil ghost in hell, so he should face it alone, and he should... have no weaknesses.

Andy's body was shaking.

Fu Cheng hugged Andy tightly and kissed her forehead one last time. "Andy, I've given you all the exceptions. Live well and I'll let you go."

Andy looked at Fu Cheng stiffly, his voice was hoarse and he couldn't say anything.

"This time... I won't go back on my word." Fu Cheng called Gu Mingxiu and asked him to pick up Andy there.

He wanted Andy to live a normal life.

At that moment, he suddenly understood the meaning of protection.

In the past, Gu Mingxiu protected Xia Moran, and Xia Jingchen protected his younger brothers and sisters. He couldn't understand that if people strive to become stronger in life, why not trap the things they like around them, leaving her unable to resist.

But today, he regretted it.

He wanted to keep her around, but he didn't want her to die.

Her eyes were empty and desperate, how could he be really happy.

……

Fu Cheng finally chose to let go and let Andy go.

"Young Master...the old man's people are here."

airport.

After someone sent Andy to the plane, Fu Cheng looked back at the three black off-road vehicles parked together. "Oh, the old guy really went to great lengths to get me to go back."

The old man has the strongest desire for control among all the Fu family members.

Fu Cheng knew very well that that kind of paranoid madness could be inherited.

The reason why the old man was particularly doting and favoring towards Fu Mingyu was simply because his first wife was a woman he couldn't love and died in depression while he was trapped by his side.

"I'll go back." Fu Cheng sneered, his eyes slowly turning sinister.

Now, he has no weaknesses.

Several bodyguards who had touched Andy were frightened and backed away. Fu Cheng now frightened them and criticized him like a demon.

After getting in the car, Fu Cheng looked at the bodyguard beside him who had lost one of his hands, and Fu Cheng spoke thoughtfully. "To touch my woman, I only need one of your hands. It seems too cheap for you."

A scream came from the car, and then the car door opened, and the man was kicked directly by Fu Cheng.

"Send him to the hospital." Fu Cheng said in a deep voice.

The vehicle slowly drove into the old house.

The old man was sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard with a solemn expression. "Xia Moran, where are you?"

Fu Cheng got out of the car and licked the corners of his lips. He didn't expect that the person the old man asked was actually Xia Moran.

"Xia Moran? Grandpa, who are you asking? She is Xia Jingchen's sister, shouldn't she be asking him?"

Fu Cheng walked over with a smile.

Before he even got close to the old man, he was hit on the leg by a bodyguard with a stick and forced to kneel on one knee.

"Mingyu will not touch a woman for no reason. Xia Moran is also Xia Fei's daughter. She is a descendant of my Gu family. Bring her to see me."