Strong favor of wealthy family: rumored husband owes training

"Sister Mo Chu, don't..." Lin Xi raised his head with tears all over his face, and looked at her sadly.

"Don't worry, I will help you." Shen Mochu reached out and stroked Lin Xi's hair, his eyes were full of guilt and heartache, but it changed into the cold-blooded expression just now, and he turned to stare at Shen Moling, "I don't have time Waste, you make a decision quickly!"

"..." Shen Moling looked at Wen Wan, unable to speak, what should he do to save her?

If Lin Xi is chosen, perhaps Shen Mochu will let Wen Wan go, but if she chooses Wen Wan, she will never give up easily.

"Have you considered it? My men can't wait to shoot." Shen Mochu urged.

Wen Wan looked at Shen Moling, she could hear what Shen Mochu meant, it was nothing more than forcing him to choose Lin Xi, if he didn't do so, then her end would be nothing but death.But she is still very nervous, she is afraid that his decision is another woman, even if it is not sincere, she is also afraid.

On the other side, Lin Xi was even more nervous. She was afraid that the result of her hard work would not be herself in the end, that is, she lost her heart and lost her remaining self-esteem.

The more nervous and fearful she became, the faster her heart beat, until countless beads of sweat broke out from her, and her breathing also became rapid. Her whole face was pale and hung on the man who was holding her, and her consciousness began to blur unclear.

Shen Mochu looked back at her worriedly, and said anxiously: "Xixi, what's wrong with you! Are you okay?"

Shen Moling looked at Lin Xi, who didn't expect her to get sick at this juncture!

"Shen Moling, make a decision quickly, otherwise if something happens to Xixi, I will let Wen Wan be buried with her!" Shen Mochu yelled at him without reason.

Shen Moling glanced at Wen Wan in embarrassment, gritted his teeth and made a decision: "I choose Lin Xi, and give her to me!"

There was a triumphant smirk at the corner of Shen Mochu's mouth, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "You still have a bit of conscience, since Lin Xi is the person you love the most, then being gentle is nothing, right?"

Shen Moling frowned and shouted angrily: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"I want you to kill Wen Wan, otherwise I will still hand her over to the godfather, you choose yourself!" After Shen Mochu said sharply, he threw the pistol from his waist and threw it at his feet.

Shen Moling looked at the black pistol in front of his toes, his pupils could not help constricting, exuding cannibalistic anger, and said angrily, "Shen Mochu, you are looking for death!"

"If you don't kill her, then I'll kill her for you. Anyway, you chose Lin Xi, she's useless!" Shen Mochu also opened his eyes wide, and almost frantically snatched the wretched man's gun, and pressed it hard Gentle temples.

On one side is the trigger that is about to be buckled, and Wen Wan's life and death are only in a moment of thought; on the other side is Lin Xi who has a heart attack and his life is in danger at any time. Shen Moling seems to be forced to the cliff, in a dilemma.

If it weren't for Xiang Lin's unruffled quality, he would have lost control a long time ago. After thinking for a moment, he bent down to pick up the pistol, pointed in Wen Wan's direction, and paused.

Wen Wan looked at the cold muzzle of the gun in his hand pointing at her heart, and opened her eyes wide in disbelief. She shook her head subconsciously, and murmured weakly: "...husband...don't... "

She never thought that one day she would stand under Shen Moling's gun.

She has no fear or fear, except for her taut heart and messy brain, her body can't respond in any way. All this is like a nightmare, so terrifying that she can't accept it...