Pick up a husband and take it home

Chapter 847 I'm Your Enemy's Daughter (5)

"If my mother hadn't been smart enough to hide me under the bed, do you think I would have survived today?" Mo Yihan's eyes and heart were filled with coldness. At that time, he wished that his mother hadn't hidden him and watched with his own eyes. His parents died tragically in front of his eyes, but he couldn't do anything, he could only see, that feeling was worse than death.

Feng Lan was still out of the situation at this time, looking at Huang Yunhu with confused and scared eyes, not knowing what was going on.

Suddenly, Feng Lan didn't know what she saw, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she yelled, "No!"

Several people followed Feng Lan's line of sight and saw that Su Wange was holding a knife on his neck at some point.

Mo Yihan became nervous instantly, his eyes fixed on Su Wange, and Rong Qi also looked at Su Wange nervously.

"Wanwan, put down the knife!"

There were tears in Su Wange's eyes, and she looked at Mo Yihan with her red and swollen eyes. The sharp knife was pressed against her skin, and traces of blood could still be vaguely seen on Su Wange's neck.

"Hanhan, can you let her go?"

She didn't ask for anything else, but Mo Yihan could let Feng Lan go. Moreover, this matter had nothing to do with Feng Lan, everything was done by Huang Yunhu.

If Mo Yihan wanted to kill Huang Yunhu, she would neither stop nor intercede, but if Mo Yihan wanted to kill Feng Lan, she couldn't just watch Feng Lan die at his hands.

Mo Yihan couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, but he knew that when Su Wange threatened him because of Feng Lan, he felt very uncomfortable, very painful.

When he came here, he had thought of this kind of scene happening, and told himself that he must forgive her, but at this moment, he still felt uncomfortable, and even had a feeling that he couldn't breathe because of the pain...

Su Wange's hand holding the knife was shaking, seeing that Mo Yihan had been silent, she felt very uncertain.

"Hanhan, can you let her go?"

She is now betting whether her position in this man's heart is greater than the position of hatred in his heart.

Mo Yihan tightly closed his eyes, the hand holding the gun tightened and tightened, and finally let go.

"Okay, I promise you!"

Su Wange suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, before she had time to be happy, Huang Yunhu snatched Feng Lan from Mo Yihan while he was talking to Su Wange, and at the same time pointed the gun at Su Wange who was not far away.

Feng Lan and Rong Qi, including Su Wange herself, were all stunned.

Feng Lan reached out to take the gun from Huang Yunhu's hand, but was knocked unconscious by Huang Yunhu.

Rong Qi was stunned: "Uncle, what are you doing!?"

It can be heard that Rong Qi's tone of voice is angry, because Huang Yunhu pointed a gun at Su Wange and was angry.

Su Wange was also dumbfounded, her eyes widened, she froze in place, she didn't even feel that the knife in her hand had pierced her skin and was bleeding out.

Huang Yunhu pointed a gun at Su Wange, and put his index finger on the trigger. With one click, Su Wange would die.

Even if Mo Yihan wanted to go to Su Wange's side again, he didn't dare to act rashly.

Huang Yunhu said to Mo Yihan indifferently: "Put down the gun!"

"Why?" Mo Yihan also looked at Huang Yunhu coldly.

If this man dares to threaten him with Su Wange, then even if he dies, he will take this man away!

Such a scumbag is not worthy of being Su Wange's father!

(End of this chapter)