My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 1092: Stabbed Her Soul

"I want you to buy back your child’s life. Raise your gun, shoot yourself, one life, one bullet, and then I will spare these two children. It’s a fair deal, isn’t it!"

"Gu Yan, you’re insane!" Ye Lu, overwhelmed with shock and anger, rushed to the screen, frantically anxious, knowing all too well that everything was already set in stone, still painfully watched Third Young Master Jun and instinctively whispered in a low voice, "Don’t agree to him, you can’t agree to him."

In the execution of dangerous missions, being shot twice was lethal; he should have known this, he couldn’t agree.

Yet Gu Yan kept pushing relentlessly, sinisterly threatening his life with hers.

"But, if sacrifice is the only way to protect her, I wouldn’t hesitate for a second!"

Gu Yan mocked him, saying he was only good at pretty words.

But then, there was a fierce gun report that shocked the heart.

The gun brought forth a splatter of blood, droplets even landing on the mobile phone screen, turning a patch of grey red.

Ye Lu clapped her hand over her mouth, tears now beyond her control, pouring out crazily.

Her face was covered in tears, unstoppable tears, her throat choked up, her heart tearing with intense pain, she weakly knelt to the ground, leaning over the screen.

Her tear-blurred eyes fixedly stared at the man inside who was swaying, pale with agony, yet still stubbornly holding the gun; his other bleeding hand looked like a gorgeous flower blooming in the night, so strikingly bright red, red in a way that shocked the onlooker, red in a way that tore at one’s heartstrings.

But he seemed not to feel the pain at all.

"Another bullet, Gu Yan, the promise between men; if you can’t do it, I will despise you completely!"

ThirdYoung Master Jun once again raised his gun towards his own arm, fearless and proud as if defying heaven and earth, emanating a kind of imposing aura that stood nobly alone!

"Stop, stop!" Ye Lu screamed hysterically, tears streaming wildly, "How can you be so foolish, are you crazy? Don’t you even care about your own life anymore, I hate you, I truly hate you."

She closed her eyes, in pain to the extreme, feeling as though never before in life had she experienced such intense anguish.

Because never had a man, been so maniacal for her life, even willing to sacrifice his own. No matter how much she shamed him, resented him, he would still be silent, protecting her steadfastly with his strong arms from behind!

She thought his love was shallow, but little did she know his feelings were deep.

Never encountered in this life!

She thought profound love, the kind that’s engraved into one’s bones, would never belong to her. Yet unbeknownst to her, she had already possessed it long ago.

Ye Lu covered her face, her tears flowing madly between her fingers, dropping to the ground, leaving dampness and bitter misery, a feeling of intense guilt and pain.

But she still forced herself to look up, trembling as she watched the last scene.

It was her, snatching the bodyguard’s keys, kneeling on the ground, pretending to have a miscarriage.

In the footage, Third Young Master Jun looked nearly crazed, frantic with terror, his body swaying on the brink of collapse, his blood-red eyes overflowing as he fiercely shouted for Gu Yan to save her.

His shoulder, in a white shirt, was blossoming with a large splatter of blood, yet he seemed completely unconcerned, only madly crying out to save her.

Even falling to his knees again, heedless of everything, he knelt down, his voice hoarse with desperation, beseeching for just a chance to save her life.

"Whatever you want me to do, even if you want me to die this instant, I will do it, please go save her!"

Ye Lu, kneeling in front of the screen, completely broke down. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Crying uncontrollably, tears flooding down.

The quiet room echoed with her sorrowful crying.

Agony tore at her chest, so painful she could hardly breathe.

The man who had once been proud his entire life, knelt for her for the second time, that kneeling figure deeply stabbing her soul.