Paranoid cold master's treasure

Chapter 239 Don't be afraid, I'm here

suicide note?

"Song Zehan, I'm afraid you won't be able to get rid of your self-righteousness in this lifetime."

Song Zehan raised his eyebrows disapprovingly.

"Okay, the opportunity was given to you, but you don't know how to cherish it." The corners of Song Zehan's lips rose slightly, his black eyes were sharp, "Then—say goodbye to this world."

The voice fell, and there was a "bang"——

Ruan Shiyan could only feel a layer of warm current sprayed on the side of her face, accompanied by a strong smell of blood.

She froze on the spot, and before her brain gave the next command, Song Zehan had already ran up to her a few steps and hugged her into his arms.

"Hey, close your eyes, it's okay."

The familiar smell mixed with ambergris covered up the bloody smell a lot, coupled with the strong heartbeat, dispelled the fear in Ruan Shiyan's heart little by little.

never mind.

never mind……

Song Zehan glanced at the miserable situation on the ground, and made an "OK" gesture towards the opposite building in the distance, then turned his head to look at Xiao Xing and Song An'an who were also dumbfounded.

"Xiao Xing, take An An out of here and call Gu Zuo here."

Xiao Xing resisted the feeling of nausea, and his answering voice was still trembling.

"it is good……"

Right now, this cannot be left unattended, Song Zehan led Ruan Shiyan back all the way, and stopped at the door of the room.

He didn't open his mouth until he felt the breathing of the little woman in his arms gradually stabilized.

"Don't be afraid, with me here, it's all over."

Relieved, Ruan Shiyan nodded repeatedly, but the sticky feeling on her face still made her a little uncomfortable.

"I...I want to wash my face first."

Song Zehan nodded slightly, and led her to the sink.

But let her stand with her back to the mirror, not daring to let her look directly.

"Don't move, I'll wash it for you."

Ren Yi was shot too close to Ruan Shiyan, and when the bullet broke through her head, it was inevitable that blood would splash on her face.

He was afraid that she would have a nightmare, so of course he didn't dare to let her see it.

Ruan Shiyan didn't say a word, but she could roughly understand the reason, so she let Song Zehan help her scrub.

Song Zehan's face was very cold, and although his black eyes had faded from coldness, they were still turbulent.

Although Ruan Shiyan couldn't understand all of it, she could recognize the self-blame and distress in it.

He must be thinking that his previous grievances have dragged himself down.

But his movements were very light, as if what he was wiping was not Ruan Shiyan's face, but a rare treasure.

The slightest negligence, and the treasure will be broken.

Ruan Shiyan felt distressed.

I feel sorry for his self-blame, and feel sorry for his cautiousness.

In her heart, she is also blaming herself.

If it wasn't for her being too negligent, how could she be held hostage by Ren Yi, and how could Song Zehan be repeatedly embarrassed by Ren Yi?
In the final analysis, this is an unclear question after all.

These worrying and hypocritical words came to his lips one after another, and Ruan Shiyan swallowed them back, only turning into a light comfort.

"Honey, I'm fine."

As long as he's around, she'll be fine.

Song Zehan gave a low "hmm" and continued wiping little by little without saying much.

When he was almost finished wiping, Gu Zuo rushed over panting.

"Master Han, little sister-in-law, how are you doing? Are you all right?"

Song Zehan was so focused that he almost ignored him.

Ruan Shiyan gave him a faint smile: "It's all right."

Gu Zuo heaved a sigh of relief, and before he could say another word, another familiar voice exploded behind Gu Zuo.

"Yanyan? Yanyan, where are you?"

It was Lu Yiyan.

Just as Ruan Shiyan was about to answer, Lu Yiyan forced her way past Gu Zuo.

Seeing that Ruan Shiyan was unharmed, she was relieved.

"Fortunately, you're fine. I even thought about my suicide note when I shot just now."

(End of this chapter)