The CEO is domineering, the devil Boss is addicted to pampering

Chapter 1229 Xingyu's Wish: This time you come with me

"Ah Xiao..." Su Xingya covered her mouth and dug her nails deep into her palm. Gu Yunqian's face turned pale in an instant, and veins popped on his forehead. He grabbed the car keys and was about to rush out, but stopped suddenly at the door.

"Yunqian, what should we do? Yanxiao is still so young!" Su Xingya looked at his tense back, her heart in her throat.

Gu Yunqian turned around slowly, his eyes full of pain and struggle.

He knew Yun Han's plan too well - if he went to the old house alone, Yun Han would probably attack Su Xingya who stayed in the company;

But if I take her with me, there will be more variables along the way, which will put her in greater danger, and I won't be able to take care of Old Zhai.

"You stay here and wait for me to come back." Gu Yunqian's voice was terribly hoarse, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

He strode forward, holding Su Xingya's face tightly with both hands, and gently wiped the tears that were about to fall from the corners of her eyes with his thumbs, "Trust me, I will definitely protect everyone."

Su Xingya looked at his red eyes and the deep fatigue in them, and nodded vigorously. Gu Yunqian kissed her forehead, and when he turned around, the hem of his suit was blown up by the wind, revealing the pistol on his waist. His figure rushing into the rain, under the illumination of lightning, looked so lonely and determined.

In the heavy rain, Gu Yunqian's car drove towards the old house like an arrow from a bow. The wipers swung frantically, but still could not disperse the rain curtain on the windshield.

He gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white, and the image of his father being dragged down and Yunhan's distorted smiling face kept flashing through his mind.

The phone vibrated again. It was a video sent by Yunhan. In the video, his son was tied to a chair in the middle of the living room, with tears still on his face, and his mother was kneeling on the ground, begging desperately.

"Gu Yunqian, you don't have much time left." Yun Han's voice came from the phone with a creepy smile, "Guess, will you save the old one first, or the young one? Or... you can't save anyone."

Gu Yunqian stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The roar of the engine mixed with the sound of rain, as if his heart was on the verge of collapse at this moment.

Lightning streaked across the sky like a silver snake, illuminating the street in front of the office building palely.

The figure wrapped in a black raincoat stood in the middle of the rain, the accumulated water under his feet surged into a dark red vortex, and the bloodstain from the tip of the long-handled umbrella meandered to the curb, like a chain dragged by the god of death.

Su Xingya pressed herself against the bulletproof glass of the office, her nails digging deep into her palms. The fear of the third approaching danger overwhelmed her like a tide - the gunfire from the farmhouse, the smell of gasoline from the warehouse, now transformed into the bloody scent steaming from the black figure in front of her.

Yun Han's footsteps were mechanical and heavy, and every step seemed to be stepping on Su Xingya's heart. Raindrops fell in strings along the brim of his raincoat, but they could not wash away the strong smell of disinfectant on his body - that was the smell of death brought from the ICU ward.

When he raised his head, lightning illuminated half of his face wrapped in a bleeding bandage. His empty left eye was covered with gauze, but his right eye was burning with paranoid madness, overlapping with the crazy eyes in the warehouse in Su Xingya's memory.

"Why..." Su Xingya's murmur was crushed by the thunder.

She looked at the dark figure downstairs raising a long-handled umbrella, with the gun barrel revealed as the umbrella flipped over. She suddenly remembered the escape route Gu Yunqian taught her.

But his legs seemed to be nailed to the ground, the metal buckles of the bulletproof vest hurt his chest, and all that echoed in his ears was Yun Han’s words in the warehouse: "Kill him or kill me."

The shadow began to move, and the friction of the raincoat mixed with the sound of rain hitting the ground formed a suffocating march.

Su Xingya retreated to the wall and touched the anti-wolf spray hidden behind the filing cabinet, but found that the bottle had already been soaked with cold sweat.

Memories flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern: the first time she was kidnapped, she curled up in the cellar of the farmhouse; the second time in the warehouse, she felt the burning sensation of gasoline splashing on her ankles; and now, the third death countdown was quietly starting in the rainstorm...

"Ms. Su, you have a new delivery." The elevator arrival notification sound suddenly rang out, and the electronic synthesized sound was particularly harsh in the silent office.

Su Xingya's eyes were fixed on the slowly opening elevator door. Blood-red liquid flowed out from the crack in the door, outlining a distorted smile on the carpet.

The footsteps of a dark shadow sounded at the end of the corridor, and the sound of metal scraping against the ground was getting closer and closer, and each sound seemed to hit her nerves.

"Click". The moment the office door handle turned, Su Xingya's heart almost stopped beating.

The smell of disinfectant mixed with rust blew towards me, and a black shadow slowly emerged from behind the door frame.

Yun Han's bandages had been soaked by the rain, and blood was dripping down his chin onto the trap that Su Xingya had carefully set up - those animal traps hidden under the carpet had now become decorations.

"It's the third time." Yun Han's voice was as hoarse as sandpaper grinding against metal. He pointed the parachute gun at Su Xingya's forehead. "The first time, I wanted to take you away. The second time, I begged you to kill me. This time..." He suddenly laughed, and the laughter caused the wound under the bandage to burst. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. "I want all of you to go to hell with me."

Su Xingya's tears fell uncontrollably, thinking of Gu Yunqian's words "wait for me to come back" in front of the old house, and thinking of Gu Yanxiao's soft and sticky milk ball...

Yun Han approached step by step, with the barrel of the gun almost touching her forehead: "Do you know why I chose today? Because the heavy rain will cover up all the gunshots, just like..."

These words hit Su Xingya's heart like a heavy hammer.

She raised her head suddenly, and bumped into Yun Han's crazy pupils: "You..."

Yun Han's laughter stopped abruptly, and a trace of crazy pleasure flashed in his eyes: "I'll give you another chance, this time you come with me."

His fingers stroked the trigger of the parachute gun. The blood oozing out from under the bandage flowed along the gun body, leaving a dark red mark in front of Su Xingya's eyes.

Su Xingya pressed her back against the cold wall, her nails scratching on the filing cabinet behind her, making a harsh sound.

Amid the roar of the rain hitting the glass curtain wall, she could hear her own violent heartbeat, but when she looked up, she heard a firm voice: "Impossible."

"Impossible?" Yun Han suddenly approached, and the smell of rotten meat mixed with gunpowder sprayed on her face. In his bloodshot eyes, two completely different emotions were fighting - crazy possessiveness and compassionate remembrance.

"You are so much like her..." His voice suddenly became hoarse and gentle, and he seemed to be a different person. "When Xiao Yuner was locked in the basement, she also raised her head stubbornly and said 'impossible'."

Su Xingya's pupils shrank slightly. She had never seen Yun Han so divided.

He was full of resentment a second ago, but now he seemed to be immersed in the memories of Xiao Yuner.

Without waiting for her to react, Yun Han suddenly tore open his soaked shirt, revealing his bandaged chest with blood still seeping from the hideous wounds: "Look at this! How much I have endured for you and for her!"

His voice suddenly rose and he turned back into the crazy Yun Han.

"These pains are your own choice, you shouldn't let others pay for them!" Su Xingya suddenly took a step forward and tremblingly but firmly pressed her chest against Yun Han's gun.

The sound of metal rubbing against cloth rang out in the silent office, startling Yun Han so much that his whole body trembled.