Tonight in Haimen, the rain is falling more fiercely than in Shengjing.

Shen Jingjue stared at the closed door of Yuetang Garden for a moment. The strong wind filled his suit and a bone-chilling chill enveloped his whole body.

He called Tang Qiaoer countless times, but she had turned off her phone.

He came, full of bitter guilt and regret.

He wanted to see her frantically, but his heart felt like it had collapsed. A great sense of despair pulled at his heart, and he fell weightlessly.

Could it be that...he would never have the chance to see her again?

Shen Jingjue waited impatiently for a long time, until his whole body was soaked, and until the last trace of power in his mobile phone was exhausted.

But he didn't know what he was waiting for.

At this time, the sound of heavy leather boots could be heard in the air washed by the heavy rain.

Shen Jingjue raised his head subconsciously, his heart contracting heavily!

What was pressed between his eyebrows was a black muzzle!

"Shen Jingjue, you hurt my sister like this, you should be shot."

The Third Young Master in front of him, Bai Chenran, firmly held the handle of the gun with his right hand and pressed it directly against his forehead. The drops of water falling from the brim of his military cap added a bit of cruel beauty to his crimson murderous eyes.

"Qiaoqiao, a good girl, is the princess of all of us... Just because of you, just because of knowing you, her whole life has been ruined by you!"

Bai Chenran roared bitterly in the rain. The officer who always hit the target without trembling hands could almost lose his grip at this moment, "What are you going to pay for it? You can pay for it with your life!"

Shen Jingjue's eyes were ashen, without any desire to resist.

Death is nothing to be afraid of.

He was only afraid that his love for Tang Qiaoer would come to an abrupt end.
Chapter completed!