Fierce Ex-wife: President, Please Be Careful

Lu Xiangtian’s expression became more and more unsightly. He subconsciously tightened his grip on the pistol. Finally, he coldly replied Lu Sizheng, “If I commit suicide, who knows if you won’t hurt her?”

Lu Sizheng smiled. “Lu Xiangtian, don’t get it wrong. The initiative is in my hands now. If you commit suicide, she might have a chance of survival. If you don’t commit suicide…”

Lu Sizheng’s pistol moved slightly upward and pressed against the back of Zhao Youlin’s head. The meaning was self-evident.

Seeing this, Lu Xiangtian finally seemed to have made up his mind. He raised the gun and pointed it at his head.

Zhao Youlin’s eyes narrowed when she saw this scene.

Meanwhile, Mu Tingfeng, who was at a disadvantage because of his injury, had crawled to the other side and reached for the pistol closest to him.

Just when Lu Sizheng thought that his plan had finally been completed and was about to pull the trigger and let Zhao Youlin and Lu Xiangtian go on their way together… Zhao Youlin suddenly said in a low voice, “Have you heard of a saying? Usually, the villains get caught up for monologuing too much.”

“What?” Lu Sizheng was dazed for a moment, and because of that moment of hesitation, something else happened.

The gunshot had not come from the gun in Lu Xiangtian’s and Lu Sizheng’s hands, nor was it the one that Mu Tingfeng had found with great difficulty. It was… the one in Zhao Youlin’s hands!

Lu Sizheng felt a pain in his chest and looked down in a daze. He saw blood flowing out of his left chest, and in front of his chest was a dark pistol.

“How… How did you do that?” Lu Sizheng staggered a few steps back and fell to the ground.

He couldn’t figure it out. Even if there were two of them, they should have used up all 20 bullets. Why did Zhao Youlin have a gun in her hand?! Where did this gun come from?!

As if she could read Lu Sizheng’s mind, Zhao Youlin put away the gun in her hand and sighed, “Do you still remember the gun I took from you when I went to the temple last time?”

After that, Zhao Youlin didn’t find a chance to return the gun to Lu Sizheng. Later, she got used to carrying the gun for some reason. In the end, she even returned the gun to Lu Sizheng in such a manner.

Lu Sizheng’s face was filled with indignance, but in the end, he could not escape his fate. He twitched a few times on the ground and completely closed his eyes.

Zhao Youlin heaved a sigh of relief. Her legs went limp, and she directly sat down on the ground. Mu Tingfeng and Lu Xiangtian were both stunned. They rushed in the direction of Zhao Youlin at the same time.

Zhao Youlin thought that everything would be over with Lu Sizheng’s death, but she didn’t expect that they would not even be permitted a moment’s respite.

Bang! Another gunshot was fired from the direction to their right. The two people standing in that direction were Lu Shu and Li Yan, and the person who had fired was… Lu Shu!

“Youlin!” Two exclamations sounded at the same time, but Zhao Youlin seemed to be frightened by something as she stared blankly at the tall man who was blocking her way.

“Ah…” After she realized what had happened, Zhao Youlin screamed and raised her hand to fire a shot in the direction of Lu Shu and Li Yan.

From afar, Zhao Youlin and the others only heard a muffled groan from being shot. Following that, a large pillar that was burning with raging flames fell between Zhao Youlin and Lu Shu, blocking their line of sight.

“You… you…” Zhao Youlin looked at the man lying in front of her helplessly. She had never expected that this man would be the one who risked his life to stand in front of her in the end.

No, he was already willing to give up his life for her before this.

Lu Shu’s shot had hit Lu Xiangtian’s lungs. Lu Xiangtian was already having trouble breathing. However, even though he knew that he was going to die, he was overjoyed and relieved. This was the first time he had protected Zhao Youlin as his daughter.

“It’s good that you’re okay.” Lu Xiangtian’s voice was a little hoarse, and it was so intermittent that it seemed like it would stop at any moment.

Zhao Youlin’s heart was filled with mixed feelings as she listened to his words. There was an indescribable feeling in her heart. “Who asked you to save me? I’ve been alone since I was young. I don’t have a father or a mother. I was all alone. I don’t need you at all.”

“Then… Why are you crying?”

Zhao Youlin was stunned. She reached out and wiped her face. Only then did she realize that her face was covered in tears.

“I… I’m not crying. It’s the smoke, it’s the smoke.”

“Okay… the smoke.” Lu Xiangtian looked helplessly at the girl in front of him who was still being stubborn. His eyes were full of indulgence, but after a while, they were full of apology. “I’m sorry.”

Zhao Youlin trembled when she heard Lu Xiangtian’s words. She felt that the stone that had been weighing down on her heart had been completely relieved.

It turned out that all she wanted was an apology from Lu Xiangtian. It was an apology for being accidentally abandoned back then. It was also an apology for causing her and her mother to stray outside because of him back then.

“I know you don’t want this apology from me, but can you… Call me Daddy at the end?”

Zhao Youlin was stunned again. Her lips trembled, but she couldn’t call him dad.

Lu Xiangtian waited for a long time, but Zhao Youlin didn’t say anything. His bright eyes suddenly dimmed. “Forget it, I know it’s too hard for you.”

“I…” Just as Zhao Youlin was about to speak, the ground shook again. Mu Tingfeng, who had been watching from the side, changed his expression. He reached out and pulled Zhao Youlin into his arms. They all knew that the bombs that Lu Sizheng had buried in this warehouse had been detonated one after another. It would not be long before this place would turn into a sea of fire, and they…

The expression on Lu Xiangtian’s face also became serious in an instant. He looked at Mu Tingfeng, who was hugging Zhao Youlin tightly. There was a precious and tender emotion between his brows.

“Take her away and take good care of her.”

Mu Tingfeng was stunned for a moment. He understood that this was this man’s last little wish as a father.

“Yes, I will,” Mu Tingfeng replied solemnly and seriously. He was ready to walk out with Zhao Youlin in his arms.

Only then did Zhao Youlin realize what kind of agreement the two of them had reached. She struggled to return to Lu Xiangtian’s side. “What do you want to do? Mu Tingfeng, let go of me. Let go of me.”

“Youlin, stop fooling around. We have to leave this place immediately.”

“If you want to leave, then leave together. Take him with you.”

“That’s impossible. You know it!”