Wife and daughter died, the scumbag is celebrating the birthday of Bai Yueguang's child

Chapter 347 How long will you continue to drag down Gong Chen?

When the gun was pointed at Lin Zhiyi again, she immediately stood up and took a few steps back.

She advised: "Ms. Ren, don't be like this, you don't have to ruin yourself for others."

Ren Xiya approached Lin Zhiyi with a gun in hand, and red veins gradually appeared in her eyes.

"Of course you can say that! You have Third Master to protect you from everything, and you have President Sang to comfort you. I only have my mother. If she treated me badly from beginning to end, I could give up on her, but she also protected me sincerely."

Lin Zhiyi could actually understand Ren Xiya’s feelings. In a predicament that no one could understand, the closer the people were to you, the more they were like a life-saving straw.

How could she persuade Ren Xiya to give up?

The next second, the muzzle of Ren Xiya's gun was against Lin Zhiyi's forehead.

Lin Zhiyi took a deep breath and stared at the person in front of him motionlessly.

Ren Xiya said calmly: "Let me tell you one more thing. He didn't want to tell you about my identity, not to protect me, but because he didn't want you to be involved again."

"I'm just saying this to repay him for helping me despite past grudges. And thank you for standing in front of me when you treated me to dessert last time. From childhood to adulthood, no one has ever stood in front of me."

Lin Zhiyi was stunned.

Although he was very scared, he felt sorry for Ren Xiya.

In a daze, she seemed to see the man's figure slowly approaching.

It wasn't until the face gradually became clear that she reacted.

He really came.

Palace sinking.

Lin Zhiyi's originally panicked heart gradually calmed down, but it was in turmoil again in an instant and she was completely out of control.

Gong Chen took advantage of Ren Xiya's unstable mood, raised the dagger in his hand, and twisted it around her wrist, and blood dripped.

Ren Xiya's hand shook, the gun fell to the ground, and she was pushed onto the sofa.

Gong Chen pulled Lin Zhiyi over and ran outside.

He didn't want to kill Ren Xia.

But Ren Xiya had already lost her mind under the control of Mr. Gong. She ignored her bleeding wrist, crawled over, picked up the gun on the ground, and shot at Lin Zhiyi indiscriminately.

Lin Zhiyi just happened to glance at him and reached out to push Gong Chen, but was pulled into his arms by Gong Chen.

boom!

Lin Zhiyi's body trembled, and the man hugged her tighter.

But when she came back to her senses, he let her go.

"You go out first."

The man's heavy breathing fell into Lin Zhiyi's ears. Even if he tried to keep a low profile, she still heard something strange.

She immediately turned around and saw Gong Chen half-kneeling on the ground, his body against the covered cabinet door, one hand covering his waist, blood dripping through his fingers onto the cartoon carpet.

The smiling cartoon instantly turned blood red and became hideous.

But he said expressionlessly: "It's just a scratch, go out and wait."

Lin Zhiyi clenched his fists and wanted to just leave.

But tears still fell one by one, and she grabbed his arm and tried to help him out.

Gong Chen pushed her away and said coldly: "I said it's okay, she is having an emotional breakdown now, I will cover you to get out."

Lin Zhiyi grabbed his arm tightly and said word by word: "You can't lie either."

His dark eyes wrinkled slightly, and his lips curled into a pale smile.

Lin Zhiyi heard approaching footsteps, and she took out the folding shopping cart that Sister Zhou had left with her from the cupboard.

Gong Chen immediately raised his hand to signal her not to rush to attack, and then silently raised his fingers to count down.

When he counted to one, Lin Zhiyi threw the car behind the cabinet door.

Ren Xiya, who was already injured, was hit without any resistance and fell to the ground.

Lin Zhiyi quickly helped Gong Chen up and ran out, closing the door forcefully.

Only after entering the elevator did Lin Zhiyi dare to breathe a sigh of relief.

She turned to check Gong Chen's injuries and met his gaze.

Under the white light, his face was as pale as cold jade, with strands of hair hanging down in front of his forehead, making him look lonely and fragile.

He raised his hand towards Lin Zhiyi's cheek, but before he could touch her, his hand seemed to lose power and dropped heavily.

He fell completely on Lin Zhiyi's shoulder.

Lin Zhiyi hugged him with trembling hands: "Wake up, don't die, the accounts between us have not been settled yet..."

With a ding, the elevator door opened.

Chen Jin was about to come in with his men, and when he saw the blood on the ground, he immediately stepped forward to support Gong Chen.

"Where is she?" Chen Jin asked.

"Upstairs." Lin Zhiyi looked at the blood on his hands and answered woodenly.

"I'll take care of the rest. Let's go to the hospital first."

Chen Jin winked at the two people behind him.

The two quickly walked into the elevator and went upstairs.

……

hospital.

Lin Zhiyi stood in the corridor in a daze, the blood on his body had dried up and was tightly attached to his skin.

Chen Jin handed over a wet tissue.

"Ms. Lin, please wipe it."

"Thank you."

Lin Zhiyi's voice was weak and he lowered his head to wipe the blood off his hands mechanically.

Chen Jin stared at her, hesitant to speak, "The Third Master has been downstairs. When he saw the medicine box you dropped, he knew something happened to you. He was afraid that too many people going upstairs would alert the enemy, so he went upstairs alone."

Lin Zhiyi still kept his head down, but his vision became increasingly blurry.

She saw the notice issued by the property yesterday.

The workers downstairs are maintaining the lawn these two days, so owners are prohibited from dropping objects from high places, otherwise they will be held accountable.

Lin Zhiyi deliberately found the empty box and threw it down the building when the window was open.

If the workers see this, they will definitely tell the property management. As long as the property management goes upstairs, she will still have a chance of survival.

But what she didn't expect was that the worker threw the medicine box aside based on the principle of "less trouble is worse than more trouble".

It was Gong Chen who saw the words written by Lin Zhiyi on the picture and concluded that if she was fine, she would never throw objects from a high place.

Chen Jin saw that she had been silent for a long time, his brows furrowed, and he was a little indignant: "This is the second time he has been shot for you! Don't you have anything to say?"

Lin Zhiyi raised her head, tears welling up in her eyes: "Then tell me, why did he save me? And why did he treat me so well... and could marry someone else with a clear conscience?"

Chen Jin clenched his fists, but some words remained unsaid.

After a moment, Lin Zhiyi wiped away her tears, regained her composure and asked, "Where's Miss Ren?"

Chen Jin pursed his lips and said truthfully: "Someone is guarding him. We will make a decision after the Third Master wakes up."

Lin Zhiyi nodded.

As soon as the two finished talking, Li Huan walked out of the operating room.

He pinched the corners of his eyes, looked at Lin Zhiyi with a tired look, and comforted him: "He's fine. If it's cheaper, we can have the feast here."

Lin Zhiyi knew that Li Huan was teasing her on purpose.

She opened her mouth, but her throat seemed to be choked.

Li Huan patted her shoulder in understanding: "He's out, take him to the ward."

After he finished speaking, Gong Chen was pushed out.

Lin Zhiyi stretched out her hand and was about to touch the person in front of her, but her body was pushed aside by the sudden impact.

"Third Master! Third Master! How are you?"

Sang Ran is here.

She looked at Lin Zhiyi resentfully, then held Gong Chen's hand tightly with tears on her face. The wedding rings on both of their hands were shining brightly.

Lin Zhiyi turned his face away and retreated again and again.

Finally, he arrived at the ward, but was stopped outside the door by a strange bodyguard.

"Ms. Lin, the old man wants to see you."

Lin Zhiyi avoided the bodyguards, but as soon as she turned around, she was mercilessly taken to the next ward.

She was pushed into the ward.

In the room filled with disinfectant, Mr. Gong stood by the windowsill with his hands behind his back, a stern and serious expression on his face.

Lin Zhiyi stood up straight and looked directly at the old man.

She thought he would say that she was lucky and hard to kill.

Unexpectedly, he only said a few words and left her speechless.

"Lin Zhiyi, how long are you going to drag down Gong Chen?"