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

Chapter 63 Blocking the gun for him
Xiao's Building, President's Office.

Zhao Qian knocked on the door and came in, and reported respectfully: "Boss, Miss Song went to the hospital to visit his wife this morning."

Xiao Yan was flipping through the documents, his slender fingers paused for a moment, and then continued to focus on it calmly, without raising his head, he asked, "How did she know about Xiao Mo's hospitalization?"

Zhao Qian was a little hesitant, not knowing what to say or not to say.

"Boss, I don't know...some things, should I say them or not."

Xiao Yan snorted coldly, Yingting frowned slightly, slightly annoyed, "Since you don't know whether to speak or not, then don't speak."

Zhao Qian: "..."

Zhao Qian had no choice but to purse his lips and stand aside respectfully, not daring to say another word.

Xiao Yan closed the document in his hand with a "snap", threw it on the large desk, and glanced at Zhao Qian, "Okay, let's talk."

Frowning, a little impetuous.

Only then did Zhao Qian speak slowly: "Yes. These days, I found that Ms. Song may have sent someone to follow my wife. Moreover, Ms. Song may know everything my wife does."

"Where is the person, have you caught it?" Xiao Yan asked straightforwardly.

Zhao Qian nodded, "I got it."

Zhao Qian has been by Xiao Yan's side for many years, and he also followed Xiao Yan in doing things. He has always acted vigorously, and his words are tight.

Xiao Yan sneered, and looked at Zhao Qian who was standing aside: "When did you learn this?"

Zhao Qian flattered him earnestly: "Boss teaches well."

"Don't tell Xiao Mo about this for now."

"Yes, I understand." Zhao Qian was stunned, and asked again: "Where is Miss Song?"

"And don't startle the snake."

Zhao Qian nodded, knowing that Xiao Yan had his own plans.

……

This year, there is nothing like a new year.

On New Year's Eve, Jomo was pushed into the hospital.

In a blink of an eye, it was already the third day of the Lunar New Year.

Qiao Mo's mobile phone has been at Xiao Yan's place all the time, and it is turned off.

When Xiao Yan turned on the phone, several missed calls were from Qiao Sheng.

In addition to a few text messages from the service desk, Qiao Sheng also sent text messages asking Qiao Mo if he would go home for the New Year.

The man's brows furrowed slightly.

He dialed Qiao Sheng's phone number, "Dad, I'm Xiao Yan."

……

On the morning of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, as soon as Qiao Mo woke up, a nurse knocked on the door.

"Jomo from Ward 7, your father is here to see you!"

Jomo was leaning on the hospital bed and reading a magazine, when he heard this sound, he was shocked.

Impatiently poking his head out to look, he caught a glimpse of a weather-beaten and slightly rickety body.

"dad……"

Both of Qiao Sheng's hands were full of things, including fruit, Qiao Mo's favorite food, and a thermos bucket, which must be chicken soup or something like that.

Jomo was happy, wrinkled his nose and blamed: "Dad, you are not in good health, why did you come to the hospital to see me?"

Qiao Sheng put down the things in his hands, and said worriedly: "You child, why didn't you tell me when you were hospitalized? The phone is always turned off! You are trying to make me worry!"

Qiao Mo pursed his lips and said guiltily, "Dad, I didn't mean to..."

"You, if you don't come back for Chinese New Year, you don't know how to call me. I know you will definitely spend New Year's Eve at your in-law's house. I thought in my heart that you will definitely come back on New Year's Day and cook a table of delicious dishes. Unexpectedly, you and Xiao Yan didn't come back again. Hey..."

Qiao Mo stretched out his hand and held Qiao Sheng's big old hand, "Dad, I was wrong. When I get out of the hospital, I'll go home to accompany you, okay?"

"If Xiao Yan hadn't called me today, I wouldn't have known that you were all hospitalized."

Qiao Mo was taken aback, "Dad, you mean, it was Xiao Yan who called you and asked you to come and see me?"

"Yeah, he said that you are not in good health and that labor is dangerous, so you will be hospitalized for observation for a few days. Huh? Xiao Yan isn't here? He called me on your mobile phone in the morning. I thought you were together. "

Jomo was taken aback for a moment.

Qiao Sheng opened the thermos and said, "I made chicken soup at home, drink it while it's hot. Are you tired these days? Pregnancy is uncomfortable."

Qiao Mo smiled, "Dad, I'm not feeling well, don't worry. Isn't that how Mom came here when she was pregnant with me?"

Qiao Sheng nodded, "Drink quickly."

Jomo's mother passed away early, and Jomo hardly remembers what she looked like. He only remembers that when he was a child, standing behind the door, he could always see Qiao Sheng holding a picture of his mother in remembrance.

……

In the afternoon, Qiao Sheng stayed with Qiao Mo for a while, said a few words about himself, and was driven home by Qiao Mo.

Sister-in-law Yan tucked Qiao Mo's quilt and said with a smile, "The young master must be afraid that the young lady will be homesick, so she asked your father to visit you."

Qiao Mo's heart trembled slightly, would he be so gentle to her unconditionally?
Lowering his eyes and smiling bitterly, "As long as he doesn't hurt the baby, I'm already satisfied."

"Young madam, the young master didn't mean it, so don't get into the horns."

That's right, he didn't do it on purpose, it was subconscious. So, it means that he doesn't have the slightest feeling for her. If he had, he wouldn't push her so hard.

……

Qiao Mo stayed in the hospital for half a month. During this period, although Xiao Ruqing was busy with work, she visited many times.

On the day of discharge from the hospital, Xiao Ruqing sent the driver, Uncle Wang, to pick him up. Aunt Yan was carrying the luggage to support Qiao Mo and was about to get into the car when a sharp sound pierced his eardrums.

A burst of gunfire hit the Bentley, making a "bang bang bang" crash.

There was panic all around.

Jomo's face turned pale with fright, and in a panic, a familiar Maybach came speeding up.

Xiao Yan got off the Maybach, wrapped Qiao Mo in his arms, and pushed her directly into the car.

And behind the car, what followed closely was the sound of gunfire in pursuit.

Jomo was pressed tightly against a warm chest by a big hand.

And those gunshots and the fast speed made her tremble unconsciously in the voice from his chest.

"What...what's going on? Who are those people...?"

There are a lot of doubts in her mind, why do these people dare to use guns in public?Why did Xiao Yan arrive in such a timely manner?
Moreover, she had a hunch that these snipers were not targeting her, but Xiao Yan.

But the male voice above Qiao Mo's head said to Zhao Qian in a calm and steady manner, "Drive faster! Get rid of them!"

Just as Jomo was about to lift his face from his chest, there was a "bang--" a bullet shot into the Maybach's right window, causing Jomo to cover his ears with his hands and scream.

And the window, not broken...

Qiao Mo's lips trembled, and he carefully opened his lips from his arms. In his dilated pupils, he saw the piece of glass that was not completely broken.

Obviously, the Maybach has been modified, and even the windows are bulletproof.But even so, the window glass still cracked a few slits.

She was almost trembling, and her small white hands tightly clutched his coat, "They... who are they?"

Why did you kill Xiao Yan?

Xiao Yan felt the person in his arms trembling violently, lowered his head, and moved his thin lips close to her ears, saying word by word: "Qiao Mo, there are many people who miss me dead."

The man's voice was deep and powerful, indifferent and without any emotion.

Qiao Mo was taken aback. Then, when she was discharged from the hospital just now, those snipers stared at her and shot at her just to lure the snake out of the hole?

In other words, if those snipers were targeting her, she might have been targeted and shot as soon as she came out of the hospital.

that……

Qiao Mo bit his lip and stared at him with clear eyes: "Their target is not me, but you. Why did you come out?"

Obviously, he can just sit back and watch, so now, as usual, he will plan and plan behind the scenes.

Xiao Yan tightened the strength of his palm, and hugged the little woman in his arms tightly.

Under the deep black eyes, an uncomfortable expression quickly slipped across.

He said: "Now is not the time for you to ask a hundred thousand why!"

Qiao Mo only felt that the pain in his lower back, the one he was strangling tightly, was a painful pain, but what was more, it was the soreness in his heart.

She didn't ask any more, but buried her face deeply in his arms, choking with sobs.

The man was shocked, and for a long time, amidst the chaotic gunshots, he whispered softly and firmly in her ear, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Qiao Mo has never experienced such a hail of guns and bullets since she was a child. She only saw it occasionally in TV dramas. She never knew that his world was really far away from her.

At the tenth turn of the road around the city, Zhao Qian managed to get rid of the snipers behind him.

Xiao Yan just praised lightly: "The driving skills have improved a bit."

Thin, almost without any warmth, not to mention the excitement of the rest of his life, as if such a bloody thing, he is going through it every day.

Zhao Qian did the same, and smiled at Xiao Yan from the rearview mirror, "BOSS guides you well."

Qiao Mo was still in Xiao Yan's arms, trembling like a sieve.

The gunshots faded away, but the choking sound of the little woman in his arms became more and more clear.

Xiao Yan frowned slightly, just now in such a dangerous environment, he never even frowned, but now, because of the weak sobs, the wrinkles between his brows couldn't be smoothed out.

He stretched out his hand, and hugged her, who was in his arms, to his lap again, looking at him.

"Okay, it's safe."

Qiao Mo bit his small mouth tightly, his lips were white and bloodless.

Xiao Yan thought that she would blame him, because of him, she and the child would be in such a dangerous situation, but never thought that, Qiao Mo said slowly, "You shouldn't have come out."

If he didn't come out, those snipers wouldn't be able to kill her, at most, they would scare her with gunshots at the hospital gate.

Xiao Yan frowned even more, and the wind was surging under his black eyes, but he finally carried Qiao Mo from his lap to the seat beside him, and said indifferently: "Just passing by."

Qiao Mo's eyes were sore, gusts of hot liquid seemed to be gushing out, but he held back.

Zhao Qian, who was driving in front, asked, "Boss, where are you going now?"

Xiao Yan glanced at Qiao Mo beside him, and said, "Villa in the middle of the mountain."

Zhao Qian was stunned for a moment.

Xiao Yan is going to take Qiao Mo to the half-mountain villa where Song Xiazhi lives?

However, it is undeniable that the half-mountain villa is really safe, and the people who should be arranged by the enemy have not thought of going there yet.

Qiao Mo didn't know that the Banshan Villa was where Song Xiazhi lived. She had just recovered from a thrilling experience, and her thoughts were messed up. She only thought that the "Banshan Villa" was another property owned by Xiao Yan.

……

An hour later, Maybach arrived at the Banshan Villa.

As soon as Xiao Yan and Qiao Mo got out of the car, a gun was aimed at Xiao Yan.

Qiao Mo was shocked and stood in front of Xiao Yan: "Be careful—!"

The man reacted faster, held her in his arms, and spun beautifully and neatly to protect her.

"boom--"

The bullet hit the man's shoulder.

Jomer heard the barely audible muffled hum from above his head, as well as the muffled sound of bullets piercing his flesh and his body being ripped apart.

Even more heard, the heartbeat from Xiao Yan's chest suddenly missed a beat.

"Xiao Yan..."

Then came another piercing gunshot.

(End of this chapter)