After escaping, the scum attack stalked me

"How is it possible? How is it possible?"

This is impossible, she watched her aunt take Xixi to Beijing with her own eyes.

And her aunt was standing behind Qin Yifan, being escorted by a bodyguard in black.

Her aunt shook her head at Shen Huanjin with red eyes trembling all over.

"Are you wondering why your daughter is here? She did follow your aunt on the plane, but we intercepted her at the airport and brought her back.

I won't kill your daughter, but you must release An Sheng. "

Qin Haotian looked at this child at that time, he was chubby, cute and well-behaved, he never thought about actually attacking this child, but he needed a bargaining chip, a bargaining chip that could deal with Shen Huanjin.

He fitted her with a GPS tracker, hidden in the heel of her shoe.

Suddenly, the child was taken away on the plane, and he immediately arranged for someone to intercept her at the American airport, and then immediately took her back to Beijing.

He realized that Shen Huanjin's mental state might be on the verge of collapse, but she would never forget her child born in October.

Just like now, she was scared, and she cried unbearably.

"I let him go, but you have to let my daughter and my aunt come over, and you tell them to retreat, I need a car, when we get in the car, I will let him go, otherwise, together die."

Qin Haotian naturally didn't talk nonsense, and immediately asked Zhang Li to prepare the car.

An Sheng, Shen Huanjin's slipper, slowly moved to the door of the stairs, while Qin Haotian stood by the railing.

The whole process was very calm.

Then, she led An Sheng down the stairs step by step. This process was very long.

Qin Haotian had already seen An Sheng's bloodless face and crumbling body.

He couldn't take it anymore.

He squinted his eyes, exuding a cold aura of rage all over his body.

"Auntie, get in the car." After Shen Huanjin reached the flat ground, she immediately asked her auntie to get in the car, ready to go.

Her aunt is Zhao Ting's younger sister, Zhao Yun, to be precise, her mother's cousin, but because she has a good relationship since she was a child, she is used to calling her aunt.

When her aunt was very young, the whole country immigrated to the United States, and she would only come back to China during the Chinese New Year.

When she came back this time, she was asked by Shen Huanjin to take the child away. At that time, she realized that Shen Huanjin might be planning to do something, so she didn't dare to ask more.

But as soon as she got off the plane with her child, she was escorted back to Beijing by a group of men in suits.

She realized something was going to happen.

But her life has been smooth and smooth, living in a comfortable small circle, has she ever seen such a scene like acting in a TV series?

Her legs were almost weak, her heart was beating non-stop, and she tremblingly got into the driver's seat.

The little girl in Qin Yifan's arms woke up, rubbed her eyes in a daze, and slowly opened them, she was still very young, she didn't understand that she was in a dangerous situation at this time.

But as soon as she saw a familiar face, the soft and sticky voice sounded: "Mom, mom, give me a hug."

Shen Haoxi is very well-behaved, not afraid of strangers, and likes to be clingy and coquettish, even if she finds herself being hugged by a stranger, she doesn't struggle at all.

Shen Huanjin's heart softened when she heard her daughter's soft voice, "Xixi."

Qin Yifan put her on the ground, he knelt down and took Shen Haoxi's little hand.

And Shen Huanjin loosened the rope that bound my hands, and she pushed me gently.

Qin Haotian's eyes were full of anticipation that An Sheng would walk over step by step, while Shen Haoxi also walked over in small steps.

One big and one small, they went in completely different directions.

Completely different life endings.

Qin Haotian watched him slowly approaching him step by step, the heart hanging in the air was about to fall.

"Bang!" At this moment, there was a loud gunshot...

Qin Haotian hugged me tightly, his warm breath sprayed on my neck, his tone was gentle and lingering: "An'an, don't be afraid, I will take you home."

I slowly stroked his back with my hand, and just touched it slightly, and I felt the sticky wetness.

I couldn't come back to my senses for a long time, and it wasn't until his tall body began to slip that I realized that he...was shot.

Time seemed to stand still.

I will always remember his face that was no longer cold when he fell into a pool of blood, but a face that was so pale that it lost its color.

It was snowing, and snowflakes floated in the air, falling on his body, mixed with blood, cold and bright, and it made people feel heartbroken and almost suffocated.

When he was sent to the hospital, doctors and nurses rushed up and put him on an ambulance bed, and then sent him to the emergency room without stopping.

I touched his back and it was all blood.

I sat numbly outside the emergency room, staring at the emergency room lights that were on.

Seeing him like this, Qin Yifan felt very distressed.

Let the nurse come and quietly put medicine on his face and make a bandage.

A piece of white gauze stuck to his face, making his thin face even more haggard and lifeless.

Only when he lowered his eyes did he notice that his hands were rubbing back and forth, and Qin Haotian's blood was sticking to them.

Qin Yifan could tell that An Sheng might have been scared out of his wits.

He ran to the bathroom again to wet a towel, sat next to An Sheng, and silently wiped the blood off his hands for him.