The 365-day trial marriage of the male god: the sweet wife is a bit wild

Chapter 1135 I Can Give You An Account

"To shut up."

The gun in Shan Hanjie's hand tightened, and a strange light shone in his coquettish pupils.

"Are you guilty or afraid? That's right. You both have a son now. If your mother knows that her grandson is Ye Zhanxing's grandson, how ironic do you think?"

"..."

Shan Hanjie's body shook, and he narrowed his evil eyes.

Suddenly, Shan Hanxi turned around and jumped straight away from the edge of the cliff.

"boom--"

"boom--"

"boom--"

Once Shan Hanjie came back to his senses, he even fired a few shots, but it was too late.

As he rushed forward, he only had time to see a figure turn into an invisible black dot, completely disappearing from sight.

"Jie Shao!"

Yao led the people off the helicopter and quickly rushed to Shan Hanjie's side.

"The height of this cliff is not low. If Shan Hanxi jumps off, he may not die but will also be crippled."

Yao stood on the edge of the cliff, looking out.

If he hadn't been forced to a dead end, Shan Hanxi would not have put all his eggs in one basket.

"Take people down to look for them, if you want to see people, if you want to see people, if you want to see dead bodies."

Shan Hanjie's thin lips parted slightly, and a black gleam appeared in his deep pupils.

"Yes."

Yaogang was about to turn around, when he saw the blood oozing from Shan Hanjie's shoulder, he was startled suddenly.

"Jie Shao, you are injured!"

"..."

Shan Hanjie's thoughts were not on the gunshot wound on his shoulder at all, and the last words of Shan Hanxi kept echoing in his mind.

The smiling faces of their mother and child seemed to appear in front of his eyes, his eyes flickered slightly, and he closed his eyes tiredly.

Allowing the doctor to bandage his wound, he tucked his hand into his trouser pocket and took out his cell phone.

Focusing on Ye Zhanxing's phone, he raised, lowered, and lifted his fingers repeatedly.

Finally dialed the phone.

"I want to see you."

Shan Hanjie only said this. Ye Zhanxing seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and he was not surprised at all. He just said that he was at Ye's house and hung up the phone.

"Young Master Jie, the wound has been treated. Although the bullet did not stay in the body, but the abrasion is serious, it is better to go to the hospital for treatment."

The accompanying doctor gave an order.

Shan Hanjie didn't hear it, turned around, stepped into the car, and started the car.

"Young Master Jie, you can't use your arms right now..."

The doctor's words dissipated in the air with the wind, and Shan Hanjie's figure was already in sight.

……

Ye family.

Ye Zhanxing hung up the phone and dismissed everyone in the villa.

Sitting quietly in the study alone.

The moment he saw Shan Hanjie stepping into the gate of Ye's house, his warm pupils flickered slightly, and a dark light flashed across.

He turned around, walked to the desk, pulled out the chair and sat down.

His gaze moved to the door of the study.

Facing Shan Hanjie's black muzzle, Zitong tightened.

"It seems that you know everything."

Ye Zhanxing's face was hidden in the dim light, and the resolute lines made his jaw look tense.

"Of course you think you can hide the truth, but you don't know that what happened to you today is all because of the evil you did!" Shan Hanjie slid his finger, almost unable to control himself, and pulled the trigger.

The coquettish pupils, as if quenched with blood, are red demons.

"It's my fault, I can bear it myself, but don't repay my daughter, Youxuan doesn't know anything." Ye Zhanxing stood up from the desk, looking directly at Shan Hanjie.

"I can give you an explanation, but you promise me, don't let Youxuan know, I don't want her to hate me, and you don't want to see her sad, right?"

(End of this chapter)