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With that, Su Xingchen took out a pistol from his waist, pointed the muzzle at Xia Dong's head, sneered and said, "Xia Dong, say hello to your dead bitch mother for me!"

Xia Dong stared at the black muzzle of the gun. His back was nervous and sweated. He tried to keep calm on his face. "Su Xingchen, you killed me. What is waiting for you will be decades of prison life. Do you want to live in the cell all your life?"

Su Xingchen's eyes were almost wind crazy. "I've been out of my mind. I can't get what I can't get. Don't worry, summer and winter. You won't be alone. Su Yunqian will go down to accompany you soon!"

With a twisted and cruel smile, she slowly pulled the trigger.

A loud bang.

The door was kicked open, and a black figure held Xia Dong like lightning, like a hunting cheetah, took her around quickly and avoided Su Xingchen's gun.

What came out of the muzzle was not a bullet, but a stream of liquid. The liquid stained the wall, and the wall immediately bubbled white.

Just when the heart beat violently in summer and winter, the shadow had released her and rushed to Su Xingchen with his fast and fierce body. Between the lightning and flint, the shadow had grabbed her wrist. In the process of seizing the pistol, the trigger was pulled. The shadow lifted the muzzle of the gun and aimed at Su Xingchen's face.

The liquid in the gun was accurately sprayed on her face. She threw away the pistol, covered her cheeks with her hands and screamed bitterly. Her skin smoked and rotted rapidly with the naked eye

This frightening scene took place in just over ten seconds.

Xia Dong and Su Yunqian knew that she didn't use a real pistol, but a water gun full of strong acid.

Su Xingchen covered his cheek with trembling hands, wailed bitterly, and stumbled out of the dressing room.

The shadow didn't chase out. He turned to face Xia Dong. It was a meteor. There was no expression on his face, but there was worry in his eyes. "Miss Xia, are you okay?"

"Thank you. I'm fine." Xia Dong glanced at the place where Su Xingchen had just stood. Strong acid still remained on the floor. He was afraid for a while.

Su Yunqian softened her legs and stood firmly on the dressing table. She knew that if Su Xingchen succeeded and shot Xia Dong, she would be the second.

"Yun Qian, what's the matter with you?" Brigham heard something wrong on the phone and hurried over. His hair was a little messy and his face was eager.

"Han, I'm fine," said Su Yunqian, biting his lips with tears in his eyes. He seemed to be frightened. "However, the wedding dress was destroyed."

The wedding dress she had just used to cover up the strong acid had been corroded to pieces by the strong acid, with small holes all over it.

"You're fine!" Bailihan mentioned the heart of her throat and returned to her chest. He hugged her tightly and swept his eyes. Only then did he find the existence of Xia Dong and meteors. Xia Dong was also embarrassed. Even her small coat was corroded into several small holes to reveal the sling inside.

Bai Lihan's body was stiff. He wanted to let Su Yunqian go, but she held him tighter.

Xia Dong smiled faintly, "Mr. Baili, Miss Su, I won't disturb you."

She and meteor walked out of the dressing room calmly.

"Miss Xia -"

The meteor suddenly called her.

She looked back in surprise. A suit coat had been draped over her shoulder. The black framed glasses on the bridge of meteor's nose covered the look in his eyes and said faintly, "your clothes are broken."

Xia Dong was embarrassed. She almost forgot that her coat was corroded by strong acid.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Xia Dong looked at his serious appearance and wanted to laugh. Then he thought of Su Xingchen who ran away, and his heart became heavy again. "Meteor, Su Xingchen ran away. I'm afraid she still won't give up."

The meteor's face was expressionless. "Miss Xia, don't worry. Waiting for Su Xingchen will be a disaster in prison."

Xia Dong shook his head. "The Su family is too powerful. Su Murong won't watch her only daughter go to prison. Su Xingchen committed the crime of deliberately wounding others. Coupled with the attempted wounding, there is no real evidence. Her crime seems to be too easy to be excused."

Meteor's lip corner strangely hooked, "Miss Xia, you don't have to worry about these. I believe the boss will have a way."

Xia and Dong had just left. Bailihan hugged Su Yunqian and walked out of the dressing room. Su Yunqian leaned against his arm, and the burned skin on the back of his hand had been simply treated. Brigham took her to the hospital. Although the burn area was small, it was inevitable to leave a scar, and it would take more than a week for the wound to heal.

Out of the hospital, Bai Lihan drove Su Yunqian home. She bit her lip and said in embarrassment, "Han, we're going to have a wedding tomorrow, but the wedding dress was destroyed and my hand was hurt. What should I do?"

Bailihan thought for a moment and said, "the wedding dress is easy to solve. I'll ask Anson for help. As for the hand injury," he glanced at the back of her hand. "After wearing white gloves, you can hardly see the gauze on the back of your hand. If we simplify the wedding, you don't have to work hard for too long."

Su Yunqian looked into his eyes and said firmly, "the wedding will be held as scheduled. I'm fine, Han. I don't want to regret our wedding."

"OK, listen to you." Bailihan's lips bent. He just wanted to say something. His mobile phone suddenly rang. He hung up his headphones and heard the voice of the old lady from his mobile phone.

"OK, grandma, we'll go back tonight."

Bailihan said a few words to the old lady, cut off the phone and said to Su Yunqian, "Yunqian, grandma said she wanted to see us tonight. Let's go home."

Su Yunqian smiled, "OK, but don't tell Grandma about my injury, lest she worry."

Brigham changed direction and the car headed for the old house.

When they reached the old house, the old lady and bailiyi were playing chess in the living room. An old man and a young man gathered together. The old lady shouted, "no, no, wing baby, grandma Zeng regretted that she shouldn't take this step!"

Bai Liyi puffed his cheeks and said helplessly, "grandma Zeng, you have regretted playing chess five times!"

"Then let me regret it again, wing baby. I'm your great grandmother. Don't care so much!"

Bai Liyi's small face is wrinkled into a ball. Is this old child who always repents and plays tricks? Is he really the strict and decisive Bai Li's housewife?

Bailihan saw the old lady's lying appearance, his son's Distressed little face, the corners of his lips couldn't help lifting up, took Su Yunqian's arm and walked to them, "grandma, we're back."

Su Yunqian smiled, "grandma, Xiaoyi, you're playing chess."

"Daddy, aunt Yunqian!" Bailiyi stood up from the small chair and said hello politely.

The old lady saw the back of Su Yunqian's hand wrapped in gauze at a glance, and her face showed concern, "Yunqian, what's the matter with your hand? Is it serious? Come and show me. "

"It's no big deal. I accidentally rubbed it." Su Yunqian loosened Bai Lihan's arm, walked gracefully to the old lady and sat down.

The old lady raised her wrist and looked carefully, "Oh, is it really all right to wrap the gauze so thick? Will it affect tomorrow's wedding? "

"It's really all right, grandma. Don't worry. It won't affect tomorrow's wedding."

When the old lady heard that it was not serious, she put her heart down and asked with a smile, "did today's rehearsal go well? Tell Grandma. "

Su Yunqian and Bai Lihan looked at each other, smiled and said, "it's going well, grandma. What can I do for you to call us back?"

"It's no big deal. I just want to call you back and tell you something to pay attention to when holding a wedding." The old lady let them sit beside her and told them many details. They listened patiently and asked questions from time to time. The old lady was very satisfied with their serious attitude.

After dinner, Brigham was called to the study by the old lady.

"Ah Han, in fact, there is something else to call you back today." The old lady sat in the rattan chair with a touch of sadness in her eyes. "Xiaoyi called me today and said, 'grandma Zeng, daddy and aunt Yunqian are married. Can I not call aunt Yunqian Mommy? Grandma Zeng, when daddy and aunt Yunqian have a baby, will they still love me? '

Brigham's body stiffened and his chest tightened suddenly.

The old lady wiped the corners of her eyes, "ah Han, I say this to tell you that no matter what happens in the future, Xiaoyi will always be the eldest grandson of our family."

It's hard for bailihan to describe his mood at this time, sour, guilty, distressed, both.

His fists were secretly clenched and loosened. After a long time, he said, "grandma, I understand that Xiaoyi is my son, and I won't let him suffer the slightest injustice."

"With your words, I'm relieved." The old lady nodded with satisfaction, suddenly remembered something and asked, "what's the matter with the injury on the back of Yunqian's hand? Did you really rub it? "

Her eyes were bright and full of doubt.

Bai Lihan knew that he couldn't hide it from her. He briefly told her what happened in the afternoon. The old lady couldn't help but sigh with a wrists, "it's unexpected that the child Xingchen should be so cruel. Yunqian is her cousin!" She deliberately avoided summer and winter.

Brigham pursed his lips and said nothing.

The old lady seemed to be hit by this incident and waved her hand wearily. "According to the custom, Yun Qian is going to get married from her mother's house. It's getting late. You should send her back quickly and let Xiao Yi stay in the old house tonight."

Brigham said goodbye to the old lady and came out of his study.

On the other side, after seeing bailihan and the old lady upstairs, Su Yunqian offered to send bailiyi back to the room for rest. Bailiyi asked the servants to step back and rest, sit next to the unfinished chessboard, and answer without raising their head, "aunt Yunqian, please wait a minute."

Su Yunqian had to sit beside him and watch him play chess with himself. His small cheek looked serious, sometimes frowning, sometimes lifting the corners of his lips, and moving the pieces.

After about ten minutes, the sensor hidden under his sleeve suddenly vibrated. He pushed away the unfinished chess pieces as if nothing had happened, stood up and smiled politely, "aunt Yunqian, we can go."

Su Yunqian glanced at the chessboard, "why don't you play? Haven't you finished yet?"

He shrugged his shoulders indifferently. His pink cheeks were mature, "boring, don't play."

"Well, let's go upstairs." Su Yunqian pulled at the corners of his mouth and bent over with a smile, trying to hold his hand.

He obediently stretched out his hand and let her lead him.

She led him up the stairs. When he turned the corner, he suddenly raised his small face and asked curiously, "aunt Yunqian, who is the godfather?"

Su Yunqian was stunned for a moment and suddenly smiled, "why does Xiaoyi suddenly think of asking this question?"

Bailiyi looked naive, blinked and said, "because I heard you talk to the godfather that night. In fact, I know who the godfather is. The godfather is the middleman of the murder organization in city a, aunt Yunqian. Am I right?"

When he heard the name "Godfather" that night, he secretly searched his identity, but did not find any information. Later, Xia Xiaobao wanted to cooperate with him, so he specially asked Xia Xiaobao. Unexpectedly, the guy's fingers crackled on the computer and told him that his godfather was the middleman of the murder organization, which made him jealous of the guy's database for a while.

Su Yunqian changed his face and lowered his voice. "Xiaoyi, don't talk nonsense. The priest of the church called me that night. We were discussing the wedding, not the godfather."

"But I can hear you clearly. You call him Godfather!" Bailiyi raised her voice, and her pink cheeks were filled with naive doubts. "Aunt Yunqian, why do you want to contact the godfather? Do you want him to kill you? "

His voice was very loud. It sounded very clear in the empty staircase. Su Yunqian panicked and subconsciously covered his mouth, "Xiaoyi, how can I do that kind of thing? Don't talk nonsense!"

Bailiyi struggled "awkwardly". He broke her hand with both hands and kicked her calf with his feet. His bright eyes looked at her fixedly, making her feel that she was seen through, and covered his mouth with more force in a conditioned way.

"Hmm -" his mouth and nose were covered, so uncomfortable. His white and tender cheeks were red, and his black eyes were filled with tears. He looked very poor.

Su Yunqian had no pity. She panicked and was afraid that he would say it. Just now, no one, no one would know what she was doing

Bailiyi suddenly bit her palm. Her sharp teeth made her palm ache. She subconsciously pushed him away.

Bai Lihan came down from the study on the third floor and walked slowly down. When he came to the stairs on the second floor, he suddenly heard Bai Liyi say loudly, "aunt Yunqian, why do you want to contact the godfather? Do you want him to kill you? "

He gave a thump under his feet.

Suddenly there was no sound downstairs.

His heart tightened and he sped up to run downstairs. Then he saw a shocking scene. His son rolled down the stairs, while Su Yunqian's sculpture generally stood on the stairs, which seemed to be silly.