C64 harboring the murderer

After Zhao Qian killed the sniper who was hiding in the vicinity of the mountain villa, he immediately brought Xiao Yan in.

Blood trickled down Xiao Yan's shoulders, staining his white shirt, hands and clothes wet.

Qiao Mo had been trying to stop the bleeding for him, but no matter how she tried, she could not stop the bleeding.

"Xiao Yan... "How are you …?"

At this time, Song Xiazhi and Dr. Jin came down from upstairs.

Dr. Jin's pupils contracted fiercely, "Don't touch him!"

Qiao Mo knelt on the ground, both her hands stained with blood, in extreme fear.

Xiao Yan groaned, and even comforted Qiao Mo: "I'm fine."

Song Xiazhi ran over and pushed Qiao Mo who was beside Xiao Yan away, "Brother Xiao, how did you get injured?"

Qiao Mo was pushed to the side, her hands on the ground.

Xiao Yan glanced at her, then calmly instructed Zhao Qian: "Send Madam back!"

"Yes."

Zhao Qian extended his hand to help Qiao Mo up, but Qiao Mo refused, "I'm not going back!"

Xiao Yan was injured because of her, how could she leave in peace at this time?

Song Xiazhi berated him fiercely, "It must be because of you that Big Brother Xiao is injured! Go away! "

… ….

Xiao Yan was supported by Dr. Jin and Song Xiazhi up the stairs to retrieve their bullets.

Qiao Mo's legs went limp as she knelt on the ground.

Zhao Qian didn't dare to pull her and stood behind her, so he could only console her. "Madam, the Boss is fine, don't worry."

Qiao Mo slowly crawled up from the ground, her eyes were dull: "I want to stay here."

Zhao Qian pursed his lips. "Madam, the Boss wants me to send you back. This is an order, and also an order." "Madam …"

Qiao Mo glanced at the stairs, and sighed lightly: "I understand."

… ….

After getting on the car, Qiao Mo sat on the back seat absent-mindedly.

"Madam, actually, the Boss has been injured countless of times. The most serious bullet wound was at the chest area where the heart was. At that time, all of us thought that the Boss would be doomed if it missed by just one millimeter." Look, Madam, the life of our Boss is hard. Heaven does not want anything to happen to him. "

Even though he said that, Qiao Mo was still trembling in fear.

"Why would he be targeted by these people?"

Zhao Qian smiled. "This is a clan conflict, and there are tens of thousands of people trying to pull the Boss down every day. This isn't a rare thing." And every time, the sniper might not be the same person. "

Qiao Mo took a deep breath, bit her lips, and asked uncomfortably: "Then, a mountain villa, can it be considered as Xiao Yan's refuge?"

"Yeah, almost every time it dies, the Boss will hide in the villa in the middle of the mountain …"

After Zhao Qian finished speaking, he noticed that he said the wrong thing and hurriedly explained, "Madam, don't misunderstand what I mean. The reason why the BOSS used the half-way mountain villa as a refuge was absolutely not because of Miss Song … However, it seemed that the mastermind had found out about this secret this time. Therefore, we cannot use this place as a refuge in the future. "

In actuality, Qiao Mo had only heard the first half of it, and what the second half was about was basically not important to her.

No matter what reason Xiao Yan had, every time he was injured, he would be in the mountain villa. This could at least prove one point, that was important to him by arranging for him to stay in the mountain villa. More importantly... Xiao Yan trusted Song Xiazhi.

"Assistant Zhao, don't tell Mom about what happened today when we get home."

Zhao Qian understood. "Okay, I don't think the Boss would want the Chairman to know that he was injured."

… ….

After Qiao Mo returned home, she had been brooding over the matter of Xiao Yan's gunshot wound, and was restless.

During the first month of January, the smell of New Year had not completely faded. The Xiao Family Villa area was normally extremely quiet, but in the middle of the night, there were the occasional sounds of firecrackers. Through the large window, smoke and fire exploded in the darkness, illuminating half of the sky.

Qiao Mo stood in front of the french window, one hand holding her stomach, one hand holding her phone, she hesitated for a moment, not knowing if she should call Xiao Yan, not knowing how his injuries are.

With Song Xiazhi by his side, when would he ever need her to take care of him?

The morning of the second day, Qiao Mo called Xiao Yan. After a long while, someone finally picked up the phone.

Qiao Mo did not know what to say until the sharp, piercing voice of a man came over, where he spoke in a deep, hoarse voice: "What is it?"

His voice was as deep as a cello, but it was extremely cold. Qiao Mo's heart, was slightly cold.

She bit her lips and said, "It's nothing. I just want to know how your injuries are."

"Nothing serious."

The faint answer that was almost emotionless made Qiao Mo no longer have the mood to continue asking.

She swallowed the sentence on the tip of her tongue as well.

Initially, he had wanted to say that he needed to go and see him, but Xiao Yan's words made it clear that there was no need to.

"If there's nothing else, that's it."

Just as Xiao Yan was about to hang up the phone, Qiao Mo mustered her courage and suddenly asked: "... I, I want to see you. "

Although Song Xiazhi was taking care of her there, she was still worried.

"No need."

"I …"

Xiao Yan was stunned on the spot when he rejected the offer without any leeway.

As they held each other's phones, the atmosphere suddenly turned ice-cold.

… ….

After about half an hour, Qiao Mo stubbornly called Zhao Qian.

Fifteen minutes later, Zhao Qian drove into Xiao Family Villa.

Qiao Mo carried her thermal lunch box and walked over to the Maybach in the courtyard, carefully supporting her waist with her footsteps.

Zhao Qian was slightly troubled. "Madam, since the Boss said that it's alright, and since you're pregnant, it's better to stay at home."

Qiao Mo had a good temper, but she wasn't completely without a temper. She was certain that when she was doing something, no one would be able to stop her.

Qiao Mo got on the car, "Xiao Yan died because of my injuries, and I am his wife. For Miss Song to be able to do his best, what more a wife like me? "

Zhao Qian was stuffy and did not say a word. It was unknown if Qiao Mo's last sentence was mocking or serious, but Zhao Qian did not dare to say anything else to stop him.

If he continued to persuade her, it would be like his subordinate helping the boss and preventing the Lady Boss from catching the mistress.

… ….

When they reached the mountain villa, Qiao Mo carried the thermal lunch box into the house. Zhao Qian parked the car and followed closely behind.

The room was empty.

Qiao Mo frowned, "Why is no one here?"

Logically speaking, with how heavily injured Xiao Yan was, he shouldn't have left the mountain villa so easily.

"Madam, from what I see, someone must have found this place, so the Boss has already moved."

"Then where would he go?"

Zhao Qian shook his head. "About this …." I'm not sure. "But the Boss is heavily injured, he's definitely in the hospital."

These were not things that made Qiao Mo uncomfortable. What made her unhappy was that Xiao Yan did not tell her his exact location on the phone, but it was very obvious that he brought Song Xiazhi to his place to take care of him.

Qiao Mo laughed bitterly. Heh, in Xiao Yan's heart, she was still not as good as Song Xiazhi.

… ….

Just as he was about to leave the villa and return to the Xiao Family Villa, his phone suddenly vibrated.

The caller ID showed Song Xiazhi.

It was an accident that Song Xiazhi would call her.

"What's the matter?"

Song Xiazhi's tone was soft, but it was not hard to hear the pleased tone in her voice, "Sister Qiao, don't you want to know where Big Brother Xiao is now? "I guess you must be at my villa right now."

Qiao Mo smirked, "So what?"

"I don't want to do anything. I just want to tell you that even though you are big brother Xiao's wife, the person who can stand by big brother Xiao's side is still me." Sister Qiao, perhaps you are begging me, but I will consider telling you Big Brother Xiao's address. "

Song Xiazhi arrogantly raised her head, completely unlike the timid little girl who came into contact with Qiao Mo previously, she was as arrogant as a peacock.

Qiao Mo subconsciously tightened her hand on her phone, "You played the role of a little white rabbit in front of Xiao Yan and the role of a tiger in front of me. Song Xiazhi, aren't you afraid of going overboard?"

"Sister Qiao, do you think Big Brother Xiao will blame me for such a small matter?"

Qiao Mo pursed her lips and did not say a word.

"I'll take care of Big Brother Xiao. Sister Qiao, you should be at ease now, because no one wants Big Brother Xiao to be alright as much as I do."

Qiao Mo held onto the phone with her fingers, her knuckles white.

She bit her lips and asked word by word, "Was it you who asked for someone to do the kidnapping?"

Maybe the question was asked too suddenly, and too suddenly, causing Song Xiazhi to not be able to react for a moment. There was a period of silence on the other side of the phone.

From the very beginning, when Song Xiazhi came to find her alone, she had never felt that this girl was as innocent as she looked on the surface.

As for her whereabouts, Song Xiazhi knew it very well, she had suspected it long ago.

Song Xiazhi was stunned for about three seconds, and after she reacted, she gave a haughty and soft laugh, "So what? Are you probably still in the dark? Elder Brother Xiao is very clear about this matter, but the result? Did Elder Brother Xiao tell you about the mastermind behind this matter? Big Brother Xiao didn't even punish me. Instead, he felt guilty because he knew that I loved him. Because he married you, he felt even more guilty when facing me. I only sent people to kidnap you because I wanted you to disappear. Why would big brother Xiao blame me? He … They will only feel sorry for me. "

Qiao Mo's entire person seemed to have been splashed from head to toe with bone-piercing cold water. The cold feeling entered her pores and she felt a chill down her spine.

Xiao Yan actually knew all about her being kidnapped, yet he didn't reveal a single thing to her?!

Xiao Yan was shielding Song Xiazhi from such an evil, or even illegal, action!

Her slender fingertips dug into his soft palms, causing a trace of wetness to spread from them.

The corner of his mouth curved up in a desolate and laughable smile, "Really? If I tell you that our conversation has been recorded, then. Aren't you afraid that your big brother Xiao will know? "

Song Xiazhi choked, as she did not expect Qiao Mo to become smarter, she retorted: "Sister Qiao, you said that I was innocent in front of Brother Xiao and was scheming in front of you, but aren't you the same? In front of Big Brother Xiao, you pretended to be gentle and gentle, but now, you're actually so scheming! "

"Yes." But I am only returning the favor! "

Qiao Mo hung up the phone.

Leaning against the back of the car, he was unable to calm down for a long time.

And what she cared about, was that Xiao Yan chose to shield Song Xiazhi.

Qiao Mo lowered her eyes slightly, and said to Zhao Qian in a sickly tone: "Forget it, let's go back."

Right now, she was no longer in the mood to see Xiao Yan. She was afraid that if she saw him again, she would find him face to face, but what she was most afraid of was that Xiao Yan would still protect Song Xiazhi. From the start, he had never planned to seek justice for her.

So, if that kidnapping, if she was tainted, if she lost her child, would he still choose … Protecting the mastermind?