True Love Lasts

The ambulance is sure to arrive soon. Shu Muwan looks around the search, but he never sees Venki. He can't help getting more and more anxious!

“Jack！ Jack！” She called out to the man who seemed to be in a coma and asked where Venki was, "where is Venki? How on earth did you do that? "

"They To kill me... " Jack choked bitterly and murmured the whole sentence, "I asked people to take Venki back to America first otherwise. They will Kill together It's just us... "

"What?" Shu Mu night only feel a cool heart, the moment seems to fall into some kind of dark cold abyss, "who wants to kill you?"

"They said It's Nangong mo He won't Let go of those who know his past... " Jack's voice is lower. It seemed more difficult to speak. He tugged Shu Muwan's wrist tightly and finally told him, "don't stay, quick Go back to America together

Jack's eyes are full of panic! He will never forget the bloody scene just now - Nangong Mo's people followed him all the way back, like stabbing meatballs. Put countless knives in his body This is terrible!

That man is a devil in hell!

"Nangong ink?" Shu Muwan's brain was blank, even her breath was suppressed, her lips were trembling, and she couldn't say a word for a long time - she didn't believe it! She doesn't believe Nangong Mo's action is so fast, she doesn't believe Nangong Mo is really so cold-blooded!

“Jack！” She called him again, but Jack had completely fainted

The ambulance came quickly and took Jack to the nearest hospital.

The whole process of Shu Muwan was dull - Mechanical signing, mechanical payment, mechanical handling of admission procedures It wasn't until Jack was sent to the operating room that her world suddenly quieted down.

Jack said that Nangong Mo sect killed him? You want to kill Venki?

Her heart can't help cooling down a little bit: just because she didn't say what he wanted in front of nangongchen's tombstone, did he refuse so much? Why Is he going to be so cruel? The Nangong ink she chose was so cruel!!

In her heart, the infinite complex emotions are surging. Shu Muwan can't make sense of it. She just feels that the sour and terrible between her nose and wings. In many emotions of guilt, disappointment and even despair, she finally can't help crying

Is she Wrong person again?

"Miss?" After the operation, the doctor came out and saw the crying "family members", some could not bear to comfort them. "Don't be too sad. His life is not in danger, but the trauma is serious It's going to get better. "

"The operation is over, the people inside are sewing, and the patient will be able to return to the ward in a moment."

"Don't worry, he's really OK!"

“……”

No matter what the doctor said, Shu Muwan just couldn't listen. The more she cried, the fiercer she was. How could others understand what she was crying for? How can others understand her despair and guilt at the moment

She just determined that she really loves nangongmo. But

How can she go on with him like this?

Blood and sin, so heavy So heavy

"Uncle Tang Yao, are we going back to America?" Venki followed Tang Yao's side with a big hand, and strode forward. He always wondered: why would uncle Huang Mao let this strange uncle take him back to the United States?

Don't wait for mommy to go with you?

"Yes." Tang Yao gently raised the corner of his lips, helped the handsome pair of sunglasses, looked down at him, "do you want to go back?"

"I'd love to." Venki nodded and told the truth. But she was curious, "but Are you really a model? Why haven't I seen you before? "

Influenced by the "circle", he has read a lot of people's magazines, big and small. He can recognize a famous male model in the industry, but he has never seen this one before Uncle Huang Mao won't cheat him, will he?

"Yes Tang Yao simply took off his glasses. Naughty ground winks at him, "you see is not model, grow so handsome?"

At the same time of speaking, the pace at his feet kept on. His tall figure and clear smile attracted countless flower crazy eyes at the airport. And his bodyguards, disguised as passers-by, followed him not far away

Venki pursed his lips: as he said, there is some truth!

But. Always feel that something is wrong!

"Where were you on the show before? Have you ever worked with mommy's company before? " The cerebellar pouch is lifted, and Venki's posture of breaking the casserole to the end makes Tang Yao's lips start to sneer.

The little guy is very sharp!

Sure enough. IQ will be inherited Moreover, what he inherited should be Nangong Mo, not Nangong Chen!

"No. My uncle just came out. " Tang Yao passes by and rubs his head with his big palm. He learns Jack's usual tone of speaking to him, "little monster, you are really bored! I don't ask as many questions about visa as you do! ""Well..." Venki could only shrug his head and pause for a few seconds. He could only make other explorations. "Uncle Tang Yao, when I get to the United States, will you take me home? Can you drive me? "

Tang Yao naturally didn't pay attention to children's innocent little problems. He nodded and responded: "of course."

But Venki was completely silent.

Tang Yao didn't notice either. Until a tall man came, his report broke the original silence - "Tang Shao, things are almost done! This is the position of the plane. This way, please

With a smile, Tang Yao nodded with satisfaction: there should be a good play in China He pinched the little hand in the palm of his hand. Tang Yao was a little excited! He doesn't mind doing such a little thing himself now!

Because It's so interesting!

"Let's go, little monster. Let's go to America!" With an exaggerated cheer, Tang Yao grabbed his little hand and was about to walk to one side.

"No security check?" Venki refers to the people in line not far away.

"Ah, closer here, uncle has a special plane." Tang Yao was about to explain, but the little guy firmly shook off his hand.

Tang Yao's face was cold, and he heard Venki speak slowly.

"Uncle Tang Yao, I don't believe you!" Young voice, but with incomparable insistence, "the model is no money to sit on a private plane! And my American home You can't drive home! "

There are so many pigeons in his home in the United States. On the way back, there are so many white pigeons. Mummy, like her neighbors' uncles and aunts, parks her car in the far garage and walks home to avoid hurting pigeons! You can't drive there at all!!

He doesn't know!

He's a liar