Love is like melting

Chapter 73 Too Willful 2
Compared with the president's wife, Ji Yerong is more like your wife, who is always cared for by him and becomes his favorite.

While everyone was discussing, the two parties enjoyed a quiet moment in the lounge.

Lian Mo sat beside Ji Yerong, his eyes glanced at Ji Yerong's right foot from time to time, and asked again worriedly: "Is it really all right? If it hurts, don't be brave!"

Ji Yerong turned his head and stared at him with cold eyes, as if writing: You are annoying.

Lian Mo smiled helplessly, and A Yu began to dislike him again.

"If you don't like to be brave, and you don't like to keep everything in your heart, I don't have to nag every time, and I still have to be disgusted by you."

As he spoke, he handed her the water glass.

Ji Yerong didn't answer, and took a cup to drink water quietly.

Lian Mo didn't sit with her for a while, when Cheng Mu knocked on the door, no doubt urging him to go downstairs. At this moment, so many important guests downstairs are here to attend your birthday party.

The parties can't keep showing up.

Lian Mo frowned, he didn't really want to go downstairs, but actually he didn't want to take a step away from Ayu's side.

With her, even just sitting dryly, he would feel it was a kind of happiness.

"Go, I'll rest here." After the commotion just now, Ji Yerong also felt that it was not good for him not to show up.

Lian Mo remained silent, and Ji Yerong stretched out his hand to push him, "After saying hello, go back to Yeyuan."

This was just for a formality, so it was understandable for him to leave on the pretext of working after saying hello.

Lian Mo thought for a moment, nodded, and reached out to stroke her hair, "Then wait for me here obediently, don't run around."

Ji Yerong nodded.

Lian Mo took a deep look at her a few more times before getting up and walking out of the lounge with Cheng Mu.

When the door of the lounge was closed, the smile on Lian Mo's mouth quickly dissipated, and he told Cheng Mu: "Let people keep an eye on Liu Ruolan and Mrs. Yun, and don't let them get close to A Yu."

"Yes." Cheng Mu knew what he was worried about.

Lian Mo couldn't help but look back at the closed door of the lounge, thinking to go back to Night Garden as soon as possible, the outside is too chaotic and dangerous, it's better to go to Night Garden.

Ji Yerong was sitting in the lounge. After a while, she ran out of water from the glass in her hand. She put down the glass and was about to get up and walk when the door of the lounge suddenly opened.

A head poked in, bright eyes looked at Ji Yerong, with a smile, "Hi, we meet again."

Huo Yimo, why are you everywhere?Ji Yerong thought so.

Huo Yimo pushed the door and walked in. Her small and delicate figure was wrapped in a light yellow short dress. She was already youthful and lively. With such clothes, she would undoubtedly be more energetic.

"Don't look at me with such distasteful eyes, I will be very hurt." She walked over and handed the water glass in her hand to Ji Yerong, "I guessed that your water was finished, so I specially brought you a glass."

Ji Yerong was not very good at thanking others for his kindness, so he took the cup and said thank you.

"You're welcome." Seeing her accepting his kindness, Huo Yimo immediately sat down beside her politely, "The last time I went to City C was because of the collapse of the circular bridge. It was really a coincidence that I met you. Why did you leave before I had time to talk to you? Do you really hate me that much?"

With a water glass in his hand, Ji Yerong shook his head, "No."

"Ok?"

"It's not annoying!" It's just that she didn't know how to deal with Huo Yimo. She had never met such a cheerful and talkative person like Huo Yimo.

Although Mu Jin is also cheerful and outgoing, she is definitely not as huo Yimo as... croaking.

"It's fine if you don't hate me!" Huo Yimo heaved a sigh of relief when she heard her words, thinking of what happened downstairs before, she saw everything, "I really didn't expect you to be so kind to you, in my impression , he has always been a smiling tiger, no, a smiling fox..."

"Yimo..." Ji Yerong couldn't help interrupting her.

"what happened?"

"Can you go get me some ice?" Ji Yerong asked calmly.

Huo Yimo subconsciously looked at her feet, "Is it swollen?"

Ji Yerong was silent and didn't answer, Huo Yimo thought that her foot really hurt and wanted to use it to rub her foot.Immediately got up and said: "You wait for me, I will be back soon!"

Watching Huo Yimo trot out, Ji Yerong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and took a sip of warm water.

Although this is not very good for a simple child, the ears can finally be clean for a while.

She leaned back relaxed and drank a few more sips of water. For some reason, the lounge seemed to be getting hotter and hotter, and beads of sweat oozed from her back.

However, what happened next was like a nightmare.

A nightmare from which they could never wake up made everyone fall into an endless hell.

Not two minutes after Huo Yimo left, Ji Yerong felt something was wrong, the scene in front of her eyes became blurred, she kept sweating, and she couldn't hear any sound in her ears, as if someone had stuffed her into a sealed box. In the bottle, even breathing became difficult.

Ji Yerong supported the sofa with his hands, trying to stand up, but he didn't have any strength in his body. After trying several times, he just left the sofa, and the next second he slumped down on the sofa again.

Why is this happening?

Perplexity and confusion flashed in Qinglie's eyes, it was fine before, why did he suddenly have no strength at all, and all the feelings were wrong.

There was a trace of panic in his eyes, and his eyes inadvertently glanced at the water glass in front of him, which was still half full of warm boiled water.

Is there a problem with the water?

When she arrived here, she only drank two glasses of water, one was poured by Lian Mo herself, and she didn't feel any discomfort after drinking it, and Huo Yimo brought the second glass of water.

Huo Yimo?
why?
Ji Yerong pinched his temples tightly with his fingers, but it didn't help at all. His head became more and more dizzy, and the strength of his arms gradually lost.

There is a very bad feeling in my heart, as if I am being shrouded in a huge conspiracy net, and this net is rapidly closing.

Ji Yerong seemed to have thought of something, and reached into his pocket, wanting to take out his cell phone and call Lian Mo.

His fingers trembled so much that the phone fell to the ground with a "snap".

She bent down to pick up the phone, but before her fingertips touched the phone, the door of the lounge was pushed open.

Ji Yerong looked up with difficulty, and a small figure walked in. There was no emotion on his childish face, and his beautiful big eyes stared at her sinisterly, full of resentment.

"Lian, Lian Zhan..." She didn't expect Lian Zhan to come in, her voice was difficult, "Call Lian Mo, call him..."

Lian Zhan stood a few steps away from the coffee table, looking at her with cold eyes, just like Lian Mo when he was angry.

Hearing Ji Yerong's words, he didn't move, and just stared at Ji Yerong with those eyes.

"Lian Zhan..." Ji Yerong pursed his lips lightly, his voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"Why did you rob my mother of my father? Why did you make my mother cry?" Lian Zhan stared at her and kept asking, "Why did you destroy my home?"

At this moment, Ji Yerong didn't have any strength in his body. He was leaning against the sofa in a complete collapse, staring at Lian Zhan, who was very different from usual, feeling bad.

"What do you want to do?"

"I want you not to take my father away, and I want you not to make my mother sad." Lian Zhan said this, stretching his hands behind his back to his body, holding a small black pistol tightly in both hands.

Ji Yerong's eyes tightened suddenly, and he shook his head vaguely, "No, you can't do that."

How old is he, and he wants to kill someone!
Thinking of the last time he reached out to push himself down the stairs, his thin lips curled up in a self-deprecating arc, this child is really hopeless.

Lian Zhan held the gun tightly in his little hand, took a deep breath, and stared at Ji Yerong with a stern look in his eyes, "I won't let anyone take my father away, so go die..."

The barrel of the gun in his hand was aimed at Ji Yerong, and his little finger pressed down on the trigger tightly.

Ji Yerong's clear pupils suddenly tightened...

The banquet hall was full of brilliance and joy, and all the unhappiness before was forgotten.

Although Lian Mo appeared in a casual outfit, facing the solemn suits, the guests in the dresses did not lose their aura at all, but made him more eye-catching and attractive in the crowd.

He was exchanging greetings with Secretary of State Jiang Hanzhu, Cheng Mu was following him, and it was obvious that Your Excellency was absent-minded.

Jiang Hanzhu came late and didn't know what happened before, holding the wine glass in his hand, seeing that his expression was wrong, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Despite Lian Mo's words, his eyes drifted in the direction of the lounge involuntarily.

The heart is stuffy, and there is a very bad feeling, just like the tranquility and depression before the storm.

Since Jiang Hanzhu can sit in the position of Secretary of State, he is naturally a shrewd person, how can he not see the strangeness in him, and turned his eyes to Cheng Mu to ask.

Cheng Mu seemed to shake his head, expressing that he didn't know.

Lian Mo was really worried about Ji Yerong, put down his wine glass, and was about to say goodbye to Jiang Hanzhu, when there was a clear gunshot from upstairs.

All of a sudden, the banquet hall where there was a shallow conversation was completely silent, and the live band was also stunned. Before everyone could realize what happened, Lian Mo had already hurried to the lounge.

No, the walk was too slow, and he started running within two steps.

Hearing the gunshot, his heart tightened suddenly, he couldn't think of anything, only two words remained: Ayu!
Cheng Mu and Jiang Hanzhu came to their senses and followed closely behind.

Yun Yingluo, who was standing in the hall socializing, suddenly came to her senses, her eyes looked around the venue, at this moment Liu Ruolan walked over quickly, and asked impatiently, "Zhan'er, where is Zhan'er?"

"The one who was still by my side just now, how can you blink..." Even Zhan disappeared, Yun Yingluo was also anxious, and shouted in a trembling voice, "Mu Fan, Mu Fan, find Zhan'er, find Zhan'er quickly."

Lian Jing and Xu Sizhe, who had just arrived at the venue due to some delays, saw the chaotic scene when they came in. They didn't know what happened, they only saw Lian Mo and the others running to the lounge.

Lian Jing and Xu Sizhe looked at each other, and said solemnly, "Let's go see what happened."

"Okay." Xu Sizhe nodded and walked over with her.

Mu Fan asked the servants, and someone said that they saw the crown prince going to the lounge just now.

Hearing this, Liu Ruolan and Yun Yingluo's expressions changed instantly, and they lifted their skirts and ran to the lounge at the same time.

Huo Yuan in the crowd also heard the gunshots, and seeing their solemn expressions, he wondered what happened.His eyes subconsciously looked for Huo Yimo, but after scanning around, there was no sign of Huo Yimo at all.

He immediately followed behind them and headed towards the lounge.

Lian Mo, Cheng Mu, and Jiang Hanzhu arrived at the door of the lounge at about the same time, and before opening the door, they could smell the strong smell of blood in the air.

The hearts of all three were shocked, and the strangeness spread across their faces at the same time.

It was Lian Mo who stretched out his hand to open the door, and the overwhelming smell of blood swept towards them, but the scene in the room made all three of them freeze in place.

Ji Yerong sat stiffly on the sofa, holding a short black gun in both hands, facing the direction Lian Zhan lay in a pool of blood, holding a small gun in his hand.

(End of this chapter)