Shen Zhuolie suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and showed a pale smile to Xia Yan.

In this way, he is already satisfied. At least she doesn't blame him anymore, right?

"Xia Yan..."

"Bang--"

When Xia Yan came back to his senses, he saw Shen Zhuolie covering his abdomen with one hand and falling down the wall unbearably.

"Boss—" Yueying screamed and rushed to Shen Zhuolie to hug him.

Yi Beihan came in from the door with a gun and stared at Shen Zhuolie with bloodthirsty and cold eyes.

Blood spurted out from Shen Zhuolie's abdomen like a spring, and within a few seconds, his clothes were soaked with blood.

From the moment he walked in, Yi Beihan's eyes were locked on Xia Yan.

She also stared at Yi Beihan blankly, without blinking.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still.

Yi Beihan's deep eyes were filled with burning heat, and his increasingly thin chin had green stubble.

Everything around him suddenly became very quiet, and Xia Yan seemed to only hear the pounding of his own heartbeat.

"Xia Yan!" Yi Beihan stared at her with burning eyes, his thin lips parted slightly and his voice was hoarse.

Xia Yan also stared blankly at Yi Beihan, as if someone had tapped his acupuncture points, unable to move for a long time.

Yi Beihan took steps and approached slowly. Looking at Xia Yan who was getting closer and closer, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and shouted softly again.

"Xia Yan..."

Xia Yan froze on the spot, feeling that the air was getting thinner and thinner.

She had been looking forward to this moment every day, and it finally arrived.

The man she had longed for was right in front of her.

Yi Beihan stretched out his hand and carefully touched Xia Yan's pale cheek.

Xia Yan couldn't hold it back and threw herself into Yi Beihan's arms, burying her head in his chest and tears streaming down her face.

"Baby, don't be afraid, I'm here..." Yi Beihan hooked his hand around her waist, pulled her tightly into his arms, murmured, and kissed the top of her hair with all his love.

Xia Yan hugged Yi Beihan tightly and cried unbridledly in his arms, fearing that he would disappear in the next second.

She wanted to call his name and tell him how much she missed him, but she couldn't, so she could only cry in frustration.

Yi Beihan felt the moisture in his arms, held her cheek, and kissed the tears on her face infinitely softly.

The gentler he is, the sadder Xia Yan becomes.

She kept crying in Yi Beihan's arms, crying so hard that Yi Beihan's heart almost broke.

"Baby, don't cry, I'm here, be good..." Yi Beihan couldn't help kissing Xia Yan's eyes, and didn't notice that Xia Yan didn't speak, just thinking that she was overly excited.

"Lie, what's wrong with you? Get up quickly..." Yueying hugged Shen Zhuolie and almost collapsed. Her usual coldness disappeared at this time, and she could only see the injured man. "Lie, get up quickly. I Go to Ji Yusen and I will ask him to save you!"

"Xia Yan..." Shen Zhuolie endured the pain and glanced at Xia Yan with a chuckle, "Thank you..."

Thank you for appearing in my life...

Xia Yan pushed Yi Beihan away slightly and walked up to Shen Zhuolie. His eyes were slightly red and he looked at Shen Zhuolie intently.

For a moment, all that flashed through her mind was Shen Zhuolie's kindness to her.

She never wanted him to die, she just hated him for breaking up her and Yi Beihan...

"Lie, get up quickly, don't scare me..." Looking at Shen Zhuolie's expression as if he was delivering his last words, Yueying burst into tears.

"Yue Ying, I'm sorry...I hope...after I leave, you will leave...Moying and find someone who really likes you..." Shen Zhuolie leaned half of his body against Yueying, his hands full of blood.
Chapter completed!