Everyone looked at the door together. When An Yan saw He Yunshen, he curled his lips and smiled bitterly.

Shi Huishu is his mother, how could he watch her kill his mother?

An Yan held down his eyes full of loss and frustration, looked down at the gun that fell to the ground, and tears slid down uncontrollably...

"Yunshen, you are back." Han Meiluo shouted at He Yunshen. Seeing him seemed to have taken a reassurance. The situation just now was hard to control. Fortunately, he was back at the critical moment!

"Sister-in-law, take NN back to rest first." He Yunshen's tone was very calm, as if nothing had happened before, and was so calm that it was unexpected.

"Yes, Mr. He." After responding, Mrs. Zhu immediately helped Han Meiluo walk out of the room.

Han Meiluo looked at the scene in front of her and looked at He Yunshen, just said: "Your father has left. Although she does not deserve to be forgiven, she is still your mother if she is not good at helping her. You must deal with this matter well, Yunshen."

He Yunshen just nodded slightly and didn't say anything more.

"nn, it was really scary just now. Mu Anyan was really crazy. She really wanted to shoot!" Shi Xinwei reached out and patted her mouth gently, saying with lingering fear.

Then, only the voice of He Yunshen's order sounded again: "Wu Yang, the idle people, wait, go out directly."

"Yes." Wu Yang nodded, moved his gaze to Shi Xinwei, and said without hesitation, "Miss Shi, please trouble you." s3;

Shi Xinwei's face turned blue and red, and her expression was very bad, but in this situation, she didn't dare to talk too much and continue to say An Yan's fault, so she had to nod and leave with Han Meiluo and Zhu's wife.

After they left, Wu Yang and A Biao also left the room very consciously. After the door closed, the two of them were guarding the door and were on standby at any time.

Indoor, it was in silence, but such silence was heart-pounding and scary.

"Where is Xiaotiancao?" An Yan spoke first, breaking the silence at this moment.

“In the room, I slept well.”

"Is that so? That's good." An Yan smiled, looked at the gun on the ground, laughed mockingly, then gently kicked the gun away, and stepped out of the room.

But just as she had just walked, his wide and warm hand grasped her slender wrist.

"Is there anything else?" An Yan did not look up and kept her little head hanging. She didn't want him to see her tears. She tried hard to hide her cowardice and spoke strongly.

"How much do you hate my mother?" He Yunshen asked her.

An Yan chuckled, trying to suppress the tears that were rolling in her eyes, and said, "You just saw it. I want to shoot her. You should know how much I hate her."

"But she is my mother."

This is the most saddest thing.

"Yes, so you just shot down the gun in my hand and you saved her." Her tone was so light, but her heart was heavy and powerful.

"I will deal with her."

"Yeah." She responded lightly, and then tried to break free from his clamping. "You can let go, my little sweet cake."

"In your heart, nv is the most important." His tone was so affirmative. This was not a question, but an affirmative sentence.

"Yes, she is more important than my life."
Chapter completed!