CEO’s Contract Sweet Wife

He was about to grab her body that she was trying to escape from, just one more step and he would be able to hold her arm that was holding the gun. But the moment he stretched out his hand, his little thing seemed to intentionally anger him, and suddenly stopped in its tracks, turned around and pointed the gun at her little head.    

    

"No …" No... "I won't serve the two of you …"    

    

"Don't come over... Don't come over... I don't want to die... "I don't want to die …"    

    

Mu Qianqian acted as if she didn't hear Rong Heting's angry roar. When she turned around and saw Rong Heting's outstretched hand, she knew that she wouldn't be able to escape. Her strength was too small, too weak. She was not his match at all.    

    

Mu Qianqian's nerves were in despair as she thought about the punishment he had given her after she had angered him earlier. She mumbled to herself. Although she was no longer as hoarse as before, it was still worrisome.    

    

Regardless of whether it was Rong Heting or Hua Yunrong, their hearts were already in their throats. They had seen too much killing before. They could tell that if they provoked Mu Qianqian's nerves again, she would really fire. Especially when Mu Qianqian saw Hua Yunrong behind Rong Heting, his bright eyes became completely grey, making Hua Yunrong unable to bear it anymore.    

    

"Little girl …"    

    

Hua Yunrong called out softly from behind Rong Heting, but it couldn't change Mu Qianqian's mood. He wanted to tell her that he would not hurt her, but even he could not believe his own words, because in those pure eyes he found it hard to lie.    

    

Because of Hua Yunrong's gentle call, Mu Qianqian's gaze shifted to the face of the beautiful man who accompanied her that night. Those warm times were like a dream washing over her brain, but the temperature could no longer warm her heart.    

    

He wasn't her friend, he just wanted to avenge Ling Jinghan. He was the same as Ling Ao, he just wanted her to leave Rong Heting. Ling Ao wanted her life, but Hua Yunrong wanted to destroy her!    

    

"No …" Don't come over! I am Rong Heting's woman... I am Rong Heting's woman! "    

    

Mu Qianqian mumbled to herself. From her soft words to her final, decisive words, her tears started to flow even harder. The hollowness in her eyes also became bigger and bigger. Rong Heting was clearly beside her, but Mu Qianqian seemed to be unable to see him. The disappointment in her heart also became extremely heavy because of her persistence and persistence.    

    

"He doesn't want me anymore, he wants to give me to someone else. What should I do …" "What should I do …"    

    

Rong Heting's eyes turned red because of Mu Qianqian's mumbling. He didn't know that he scared her to this extent. He knew that Yunrong's temper was only a test of his ability. No matter how excessive it was, he would never be able to share a woman with his brother.    

    

He thought that since he didn't care about Yunrong's reaction, he would just let Lil Thing go and teach her a lesson. But no matter what, he would never have thought that she would steal his gun and even aim it at her head!    

    

However, Rong Heting's anger could no longer be ignited. Listening to Mu Qianqian's soulless mutterings and her repeating that she was his woman, Rong Heting's heart suddenly softened. So she had never forgotten his words. Had she accepted it in her heart? She belonged to him!    

    

Facing Mu Qianqian's agitated mood, Rong Heting and Hua Yunrong did not dare to make a sound, as they were afraid that if they were not careful, they would agitate her again. Watching Mu Qianqian slowly retreating, shaking her head and muttering to herself, the two of them held their breath, afraid that if they moved any further forward, Mu Qianqian would lose control of herself and pull the trigger.    

    

"Qianqian!" What are you doing! Put the gun down! "    

    

A panicked male voice came from above their heads. Luo Yu chased down from the stairs and saw Mu Qianqian running out of control with her gun pointed at his head. Luo Yu didn't notice that because of his shout, Rong Heting and Hua Yunrong both took a step forward at the same time.    

    

Rong Heting and Hua Yunrong both knew that Liu Tie's words would completely crush the camel to death. If they didn't attack now, it would be too late! The two men stretched out their hands at the same time, trying to snatch the gun away from Mu Qianqian when she collapsed. If not, no one could predict the outcome. However, two pairs of hands reached out to Mu Qianqian at almost the same time. Before Mu Qianqian could fall over, they had already become entangled with each other.    

    

When Mu Qianqian saw Luo Yu, she fell into a trance. She subconsciously thought that Luo Yu was Rong Heting's hands and that he would do everything Rong Heting commanded her to do. She had the same thought in her heart: she won't be able to run away, she will become everyone's plaything!    

    

"Don't grab me, don't come over! I'm not a plaything, I'm Rong Heting's woman! "    

    

She kept backing away, and when Mu Qianqian saw two pairs of long arms reach for her at the same time, she completely lost the will to survive. Death was the final choice to escape that humiliation. She didn't want to die, but no one could help her anymore!    

    

Mu Qianqian closed her eyes in despair, her trembling fingers exerting all her strength. She studied guns, didn't she? It was easy to shoot. All she needed was her conviction. Goodbye, deep. Goodbye, Brother Feng. Goodbye, Ting Ye.    

    

Goodbye, Rong Heting.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

"Ah!    

    

"Qianqian!"    

    

"Little girl!"    

    

The sound of cold guns falling to the ground was crisp and clear in the entire staircase. Blood was dripping all the way down the stairs, and as the gun rolled down, its petite body turned into a blinding neon light. The three people standing around the corner froze after hearing the gunshot.    

    

Rong Heting looked at the girl who was rushing down the stairs stopping at the next level of the empty space. The slanted path made the staircase stop Mu Qianqian's body, and the dark red blood also slowly congealed at the place she stopped at. Rong Heting's heart suddenly hurt intensely as he held his chest. However, the pain did not decrease at all, causing his body to shake uncontrollably.    

    

She's dead? His little thing, dead?    

    

Rong Heting felt that the blood on the ground didn't belong to Mu Qianqian, but rather flowed down from his own body. That shot must have hit his heart, otherwise, why would his heart hurt so much!    

    

Hua Yunrong became completely stiff. He wanted Mu Qianqian to leave, but it was not in this way. He noticed his empty palm and was a bit distracted.    

    

If he had held her back, things would have been different. He didn't want to share her with his big brother. He only wanted to ask for her from him when his big brother became impatient! Yes, he had just wanted her for no apparent reason!