Fortunate Pregnancy, Forced Marriage: Boss is Addicted to Pampering His Wife

A deep sorrow rose in Cheng Anqi's heart...

She won't win from start to finish all her life. Ying Xuan has nothing to do...

It never happened!

Hate, hate!

Cen Sufen was so shocked that the whole person was in a daze. The thought of Cheng Yingxuan's identity was so noble.

She will have to look at Cheng Yingxuan's face in the future. She can't accept the blow in an instant, and the whole person is unstable and fainted to the ground.

"Sufen!" Yan Song anxiously called his wife's name.

Grandpa Yan also cared, "What's wrong with you, daughter-in-law!"

Including Cheng Hanming and Morsia, Cheng Yingxuan all looked here, everyone's attention was on the fainted Cen Sufen.

No one noticed that Cheng Anqi took a small pistol out of the bra and fired three shots at Cheng Yingxuan.

"Ying Xuan, be careful!" Yan Shiting reacted first. Unfortunately, when he saw it, it was too late. He had no time to stop it, and he could only stop in front of Cheng Yingxuan.

boom! boom! boom!

Three shots echoed through the villa.

Almost at the same time that Cheng Anqi fired, the bodyguard hired by Cheng Yingxuan in the villa and the soldiers brought by the president drew the gun and shot at Cheng Anqi.

Cheng Anqi was instantly hit by a bullet into a sieve. His spearhole fell to the ground, and a spit of blood spit in his mouth. His body twitched a few times and he died.

Her corpse soaked in the pool of blood, her eyes wide like dead fish, and she couldn't die.

Yang Qian was scared when she saw this battle, "Ahhhh!"

Scream constantly.

The bodyguard buckled her arms directly, plugging a mass of cloth to block her mouth.

"Shi Ting!" Cheng Yingxuan caught Yan Shiting's unsteady body and shouted anxiously, "You don't matter!"

Oh my god, Shi Ting reflected her body to help her block the gun!

How deep does he love her? No doubt, his love for her exceeds his own life!

She was shocked and moved through her chest, how could this man be so stupid!

"Shi Ting, how are you!" Yan Song, Grandpa Yan, and Cheng Hanming all rushed towards Yan Shi Ting, showing their anxiety.

Even Cen Sufen climbed up from the ground. In fact, she didn’t completely faint, but she couldn’t stand her feet for a moment. She was so scared by the gunshots that her thoughts were very clear. She hurriedly climbed in the direction of her son, "My son, you Don't be okay!"

Cheng Yingxuan looked at a blood hole in Yan Shiting's right chest and kept bleeding out, "How many shots did you get...... Will it hurt? Look at me, and ask this stupid question! I will send you to the hospital immediately! Otherwise, his body will aggravate the injury, and quickly find a tablet that can lift people!"

"There is a stretcher on the car, come on!" Cheng Hanming ordered. As a president, he traveled several vehicles equipped with first aid facilities at any time.

"Yes." The soldier immediately ordered to go.

Yan Shiting's face pale and opened his lips, "Ying Xuan, don't worry...the **** is not allowed to shoot...I only got one shot. Are you... is there anything?"

Cheng Yingxuan confused his eyes with tears, sobbing, "I'm fine... I'm fine, it's all about this time, you still care about me..."

He looked at her affectionately, his cold voice strenuously, "You are more important than my life..."

Her tears slipped like a broken bead. "Yan Shiting, you are also more important than my life. You can't do anything, you can't do something!"