The marriage battle is endless, the boss is getting more and more brave!

Chapter 208 Taking Care of Rong Chengmo

As soon as Rong Chengmo entered the coffee shop, he realized that Qiao Mo was about to get up and leave.

He jokingly said, "Why, has Rong disturbed Miss Qiao's interest by coming here?"

Qiao Mo frowned and didn't even look at him directly, "You and I have nothing to talk about!"

Jomo was carrying his bag and was about to walk past him.

Rong Chengmo copied his pocket with one hand, curled his lips and said, "Don't you want to hear who is trying to kill Ms. Lu?"

"Aside from slandering Xiao Yan, what else would you do?"

"Jomer, you are really bewildered by that man."

Qiao Mo snorted coldly, "If you want people not to know, you must do nothing yourself."

"I don't need to rob and kill Ms. Lu at all. I am a partner with Ms. Lu. Besides, you can ask your mother yourself who is robbing and killing her. I'm not afraid of taking the blame. I'm afraid, you really I was deceived by Xiao Yan."

Qiao Mo clenched his fists, "I was deceived by someone, and it has nothing to do with you."

Lu Hailan called her from behind, "Xiaoxiao, Rong is always kind, don't be obsessed with Xiao Yan anymore!"

Qiao Mo turned around, turned his eyes, and stared at Lu Hailan and Rong Chengmo, "Mom, you are the one who is obsessed with obsession. You should think about it carefully. I will get together with you another day."

Today, in front of Rong Chengmo, she really didn't have any mood to play with Lu Hailan.

As soon as Qiao Mo walked to the door, a few men in black rushed over from nowhere. They looked fierce, but they were not directed at her.

The men in black rushed into the coffee shop.

Jomo was startled, and saw that the men in black were holding guns in their hands.

Obviously, the target was for Lu Hailan and Rong Chengmo.

In the coffee shop, the originally quiet atmosphere suddenly became flustered.

Qiao Mo hurried in. Could it be that these men in black were the ones who robbed and killed his mother and Rong Chengmo?

Jomo ran over, and the men in black were already shooting. The gunshots were harsh, and the glass of the coffee shop was also shattered.

Screams pierced Joe Mo's eardrums.

"mom!"

The black pistol was pointed at Lu Hailan from a distance.

Qiao Mo ran over and stood in front of Lu Hailan.

"boom--"

There was a piercing gunshot, and Qiao Mo closed his eyes tightly. Apart from fear, he didn't feel the pain from the bullet penetrating his body.

Her whole body was sweating, and when she slowly opened her eyes, Lu Hailan's hand was holding her tightly.

And standing in front of her was a tall and familiar figure.

Rong Chengmo...

Jomo stared at him incredulously, but he actually blocked the shot for her.

His left shoulder was pierced, and a red mandala bloomed.

The blood was spreading rapidly, soaking his clothes.

Qiao Mo was stunned for three seconds, until she realized that she screamed, "Rong Chengmo!"

Rong Chengmo clutched the wound on his left shoulder, looked at the group of perpetrators, and found that they had already fled in a hurry after they had attacked the target.

Qiao Mo wanted to chase him out, but Rong Chengmo grabbed his wrist, "What do you want to do? Are you courting death?"

Jomo bit his lip, "Who the hell are they?!"

Rong Chengmo gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you find out? Their target was never you, but me and your mother. Even, their real target was not me, but your mother."

Lu Hailan held Qiao Mo's hand tightly, "Xiaoxiao, haven't you noticed yet? It's Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan wants to kill me!"

Qiao Mo took a deep breath, endured the soreness in his eyes and said: "Mom, the matter has not been revealed yet. I don't believe that Ayan sent someone to do it! The most important thing now is to send Rong Chengmo to the hospital."

"No, if my injury is known, it will definitely attract the attention of the media. Jomo, can you drive?"

Jomo was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

"send me home!"

Rong Chengmo's injury was for her.

At this time, Qiao Mo couldn't refuse Rong Chengmo's plea.

……

After Qiao Mo and Lu Hailan helped Rong Chengmo get into the car, Qiao Mo asked Rong Chengmo who was lying in the back seat while driving, "Rong Chengmo, how are you? Can you hold on?"

Are you sure he doesn't need to go to the hospital for treatment?
Rong Chengmo gritted his teeth, covered his left shoulder with his big hand, and squeezed out a few words between his teeth, "I still can't die."

He even made a phone call calmly, as if he was notifying the family doctor he knew well in private, asking them to rush to his home and perform surgery on him.

Jomo couldn't help but glanced at the man lying on the back seat from the rearview mirror. His left shoulder had lost a lot of blood, his lips were pale, and his shoulder seemed to explode like a hole, with bright red blood gushing out. .

Qiao Mo frowned, and said nervously: "Rong Chengmo, are you sure you can hold on?"

If it does not work, seek treatment in the nearest hospital.

Rong Chengmo pursed his lips and sneered at her, "Concentrate on driving your car! If you don't speed up, I might really die!"

He was naturally aware of his injury.

What's more, those gunmen were hired by him. If this scene was not played more realistically, how could Jomo believe it?

But now, he is fully sure that Qiao Mo already believes that someone really wants to harm Lu Hailan, and there is an [-]% or [-]% possibility that the other party will be her husband, Xiao Yan!
Rong Chengmo lay in the back seat, and after a while, he sneered treacherously.

Xiao Yan will eventually be defeated by him one day.

All this is just a matter of time.

First control Xiao Yan's fatal point, then the next thing will not be too difficult...

And Xiao Yan's fatal point is just this woman who is worried about whether he will die.

……

Soon, they arrived at Rongchengmo's private villa.

There are already several well-trained private doctors who are already ready to perform surgery as soon as Rong Chengmo arrives.

Jomo and Lu Hailan sat in the living room, waiting for the result.

Rong Chengmo's injury was caused by Qiao Mo. In his heart, Qiao Mo would inevitably feel sorry.

Lu Hailan sat on the sofa, held Qiao Mo's hand, and said earnestly: "Xiaoxiao, you should believe that it's not me and Mr. Rong who are directing and acting on their own, right? Xiaoxiao, there is really someone who wants to put me in Death, and, you know very well who this person is."

Qiao Mo's fingers were cold, and her eyes were empty, "Mom, let me be quiet."

"Think about it yourself. Mr. Rong blocked a bullet for you today, you really... you should thank him very much."

Jomo bit his lip, "I know."

She didn't want to owe Rong Chengmo any favors, nor would she owe Rong Chengmo any favors.

Her mind was in a mess, could it be... Xiao Yan was really the one who sent someone to kill her mother and Rong Chengmo?

If it was in the coffee shop, if Rong Chengmo hadn't blocked the bullet for her, it is very likely that now one injury and three lives.

Jomo subconsciously reached out and touched his lower abdomen.

The heart tensed up for no reason.

She glanced at the closed bedroom door, where the doctor was taking bullets for Rong Chengmo.

Rong Chengmo...he should be fine, right?

That shot didn't hit the heart, although it only hit the shoulder, but Qiao Mo couldn't understand the great favor.

Unless, give her a chance and save Rong Chengmo's life.

Jomo didn't know how long he waited, but the bedroom door was finally opened.

Jomo shuddered and stood up from the sofa.

She watched the doctors in white robes come out of the bedroom.

Lu Hailan reminded her, "Xiaoxiao, let's go see how President Rong is doing."

Qiao Mo is indeed afraid, if Rong Chengmo loses his life because of her...

Even before, no matter how much she hated this man, in the face of life and death, Rong Chengmo did not hesitate and blocked a bullet for him.

In terms of emotion and reason, Jomo should be grateful to him.

Jomo walked into the bedroom, and she saw that the man on the big bed was a little haggard and pale.

In fact, she had never seen such a weak Rong Chengmo.

In her impression, Rong Chengmo was like a lion with a winning ticket in his hands, hiding behind his back and manipulating him. He bared his teeth and claws, as if no one could hurt him, only a powerful character with his strength could hurt him.

But now, he is really so weak and pale lying in front of Qiao Mo, and Qiao Mo is not used to such a weak Rong Chengmo.

She walked over.

Rong Chengmo's left shoulder, the bullet has been taken out, but the shirt has not been put on yet, his upper body is naked, and his body is even stained with hideous blood.

Qiao Mo pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and said, "I want to thank you for what happened today."

Rong Chengmo on the bed was weak, and even his voice was a little hoarse, "What do you want to thank me for? Thank me for blocking this bullet for you?"

Jomo didn't refute, and acquiesced.

"I will pay you back the favor."

Rong Chengmo laughed and said, "Return? How are you going to repay my favor? Also block a bullet for me?"

"you……!"

"Why, am I wrong? You still don't know the relationship between life and death! With a small body like yours, after being hit by a bullet, I'm afraid you won't be able to speak well like I am now. Besides, you The child in the belly, allow you to do this?"

Qiao Mo bit his lip, "Rong Chengmo, I really won't block a bullet for you. Even if you saved me just now, if this happens a second time, I still won't block a bullet for you. I don't want to lie to you."

To Qiao Mo, Rong Chengmo can be said to be a person without emotion, not only that, but Qiao Mo also hates him.

Therefore, even if Rong Chengmo saved her, she would not repay him in the same way. With her feelings towards him, she could not do this.

Rong Chengmo snorted softly, "You don't need to be so clear and blunt. I'm not a fool, I know it very well. The only person who can block bullets for you, besides your relatives, is Xiao Yan man."

Jomo turned his gaze away, "Since you're fine, I'll go first. Thank you for today's business."

"I was hurt because of you. Even if you won't repay me in the same way, at least... If you want to be kind, take care of me?"

Jomo bit his lip, the request he made was indeed not too much.

"You have so many servants, I think you don't need me to take care of them!"

Rongcheng Mo smiled charmingly, stretched out his hand, and clasped her slender wrist, "How can those servants compare with you?"

"Let go!" Qiao Mo struggled to free his wrist, and frowned, "Rong Chengmo, show some respect!"

(End of this chapter)