Chapter 2327

The ambulance must arrive soon. Shu munight looked around the search, but he never saw Venki's figure. He couldn't help being more and more anxious!

“Jack！ Jack！” She shouted to the person who seemed to be about to fall into a coma and asked where Venki was, "where is Venki? How on earth did you do this? "

"They... Want to kill me..." Jack choked in pain and murmured the whole sentence. "I asked people to bring Venki back to America first... Otherwise, they would... Kill... All of us..."

"What?" Shu Muwan only felt a chill at the bottom of his heart. In an instant, he seemed to fall into some dark and cold abyss, "who wants to kill you?"

"They say... It's Nangong Mo's people... He won't... Let go of those who know his past..." Jack's voice is lower and his speech seems more difficult. He tightly tugged Shu Muwan's wrist and finally asked, "don't stay, come... Back to the United States 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 and stabbed him like meatballs... It's terrible!

That man is the devil in hell!

"Is it Nangong Mo?" Shu Muwan's brain was suddenly blank, even her breathing was suppressed, her lips trembled, and she couldn't say a word for a long time - she didn't believe it! She doesn't believe Nangong Mo moves 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.

Shu Muwan's whole journey was dull - signing mechanically, paying mechanically, going through the admission formalities mechanically... Until Jack was successfully sent to the operating room, her world seemed to be suddenly quiet.

Jack said that Nangong Mo sect killed him? And even Venki?

Her heart couldn't help cooling down a little: just because she didn't say what he wanted in front of nangongchen's tombstone, did he decide to go so far? Why... Is he so cruel? The Nangong Mo she chose was so cruel!!

The infinitely complex emotions in her heart are surging. Shu Muwan is painfully confused. She only feels that the sour and terrible between the wings of her nose. In many emotions of guilt, disappointment and even despair, she can't help crying

Did she... See the wrong person again?

"Miss?" After the operation, the doctor came out and saw the crying "family members". He couldn't bear to comfort, "don't be too sad. He's not in danger, but the trauma is serious... He'll get better."

"The operation is over. The people inside are sewing. The patient can be transferred back to the ward in a moment."

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

“……”

No matter what the doctor said, Shu Muwan just couldn't listen, and even cried more and more fiercely - how can others understand what she was crying for? How can others understand her despair and guilt at the moment

She just confirmed that she really loves Nangong Mo, but

How can she go with him like this?

Blood and sin, so heavy... So heavy

"Uncle Tang Yao, are we going back to the United States?" Venki followed Tang Yao's side, holding his small hand away from his big palm, and strode forward. He always wondered: Why did Uncle Huang Mao let this strange uncle take him back to the United States?

Don't you wait for mommy to go with you?

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

"Very much." Venki nodded to tell the truth, but his little face was a little 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 also identify a famous male model in the industry, but in front of him, he has never seen... Uncle Huang Mao won't cheat him?

"Yes!" Tang Yao simply took off his glasses and winked at him mischievously. "Don't you think he's a model? Is he so handsome?"

At the same time, he kept walking under his feet. His tall body and clear smile attracted the eyes of countless flower addicts at the airport. And his bodyguards, disguised as passers-by, followed him not far away

Venki pursed his lips: as he said, it makes some sense!

However, I always feel something is wrong!

"Where did you show before? Have you ever worked with mommy's company before? " The cerebellar bag was lifted, and Venki broke the casserole and asked to the end, which made Tang Yao's lips burst into a sneer.

The little guy is very sharp!

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

"No, uncle just made his debut." Tang Yao passed by, rubbed his head with his big palm, and learned Jack's usual tone of speaking to him, "little monster, you're really annoying! You don't ask as many questions as you do! "

"Well..." Venki could only shrug down his head and pause for a few seconds. He could only beat around the Bush and try again. "Uncle Tang Yao, will you take me home when I arrive in the United States? Drive me? "

Tang Yao naturally didn't pay attention to the child's innocent little problem and nodded in response: "of course."

But Venki was completely silent.

Tang Yao didn't notice either. Until a tall man came up to him, 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 squeezed his little hand in the palm, and Tang Yao was inexplicably excited! He doesn't mind doing it 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 go aside.

"Don't you have to go through security?" Venki pointed to the queue not far away.

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

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

"Uncle Tang Yao, I don't believe you!" The childish voice, but with incomparable persistence, "models don't have the money to take a private plane! And my American home... Can't drive home! "

His home in the United States, there are a lot of pigeons there. On the way back, there are snow-white pigeons. Mommy, like her neighbors' uncles and aunts, parks her car in the far garage and walks home in order not to hurt pigeons! You can't drive there!!

He doesn't know!

He's a liar

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