The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 780, I’ll drag him down with me even in death (1)
For this iron box, he had exhausted so much effort, meticulously plotting everything, only to find two necklaces hidden inside in the end.
Mo Lao Yezi could not accept this, his countenance gradually turning fierce as he grabbed the two necklaces from the table and furiously threw them away.
Utterly detestable.
Ye Jiuliang watched the necklaces fall into the corner with an indifferent gaze.
Mo Ce had racked his brains to open the iron box, but what he got was not what he had anticipated. It was only natural for him to be angry.
"Old man Mo, look at your greedy face. If I were from the Mo Family, I would think you’re not even fit to compare to a single toe of my master," Ji Mingqian added fuel to the fire with mocking derision, as if to incite further anger.
Hating comparisons to Mo Tian the most, Mo Lao Yezi was enraged, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at Ji Mingqian, "Shut your mouth."
The atmosphere suddenly turned tense, a dark gun muzzle aiming unwaveringly at Ji Mingqian.
"What is Mo Tian? He doesn’t deserve to be compared with me. He’s a coward. I am the most suitable candidate to be the patriarch of the Mo Family. He, Mo Tian, is the most useless waste."
Ye Jiuliang and his group instantly took on a colder demeanor, finding it intolerable to hear a single bad word about their master.
Chu Chen and Ji Mingqian exchanged a glance, moving in unison and seamlessly taking action.
Steps shifting lightly, their agile movements were almost too swift for reaction.
Knowing he couldn’t beat them, Mo Lao Yezi already harbored the idea of dying together with them.
Disregarding his left arm seized by Chu Chen, Mo Lao Yezi aimed at Ji Mingqian’s arm and without hesitation pulled the trigger.
Although he was older now, his skills had been first-rate when he was young, by no means inferior to them, and his foundation was still there despite his age. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢
"Bang—"
Ji Mingqian dodged to the side, his lower back hitting the corner of the table, slowing his steps down.
"Bang bang bang—"
Gunshots rang out again.
"Aqian, be careful," Ye Jiuliang called out urgently, but it was still a step too late.
Bright red blood continued to flow from Ji Mingqian’s arm, his brow furrowing as he quickly pressed his hand against the wound.
Damn.
Such bad luck.
Seeing Ji Mingqian wounded, a maniacal smile appeared on Mo Lao Yezi’s face. But before he could revel in his triumph for long, a sharp pain shot through his wrist.
The next moment, the gun was snatched away, and Chu Chen twisted both of Mo’s hands behind his back, his voice icy, "Don’t move."
Mo Ce struggled to pull his wrist away but couldn’t break free from Chu Chen’s grip. He lifted his eyes to Ye Jiuliang, a sinister smile curling at the corner of his lips, "Do you think you’ve won just like this?"
Ye Jiuliang narrowed his eyes, his gaze calmly fixed on him, waiting to see what other tricks he could play.
"No one can control my life and death, and neither can you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Ce put all his strength into his arms, bending his elbow, clutching Chu Chen, and pushing him towards the window a few steps away.
Taken off guard, Chu Chen hit the windowsill, the window open, with half his body hanging outside.
"Achen." Gu Xinuo’s heart tightened, and she hurried over.
Mo Lao Yezi grasped Chu Chen tightly, without a moment’s hesitation jumped out of the window.
Even in death, he wanted to take someone down with him.
In the nick of time, a man’s hand with distinct joints grasped onto the edge of the windowsill.
Chu Chen looked down, meeting Mo Lao Yezi’s treacherous smile in his eyes. He slightly curved his lips, "If you want someone to cushion your fall, you’re not quite up to par."
With those words, he drove his knee upward, his toes striking Mo Lao Yezi’s chest.
Exerting his full strength, Elder Mo, advanced in years, couldn’t withstand such a heavy kick.
With a pain in his chest, he couldn’t help but release his grip, his hunched body continuously falling downwards.
"Ah—"
A piercing scream echoed in the air, as if coming from the depths of hell.
Soon after, a dull thud rose from below.
Chu Chen looked down and saw that beside the backyard path, in the midst of the thorny bushes, was a huge boulder. Elder Mo had landed right on top of it, his eyes wide open and crimson, breathless.
"Come up."
The magnetic voice sounded from above. Chu Chen looked up to see those cold, unfathomable eyes.
Li Mochan grasped his wrist and stretched out the other hand toward him, urging, "What are you dazing for?"
Chu Chen’s lips curled into a smile, took his hand, and used the leverage to climb up to the windowsill.
Seeing him unharmed, Gu Xinuo breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Mochan let go of his hand, and Chu Chen leapt down from the windowsill.
"You scared me to death." Gu Xinuo stepped forward to grasp Chu Chen’s arm, speaking with lingering fear.
The smile on Chu Chen’s lips widened as he reached out to touch her head. "Unfortunately, I haven’t married you yet. How could I let myself have an accident?"
Ye Jiuliang stood by the window, glanced down at Elder Mo’s tragic state, and finally felt a weight lift from her heart.
She had just turned around when she heard what Chu Chen said.
Her slender eyes gleamed with amusement, and she teased in stride, "Achen, are you taking this opportunity to propose to Anuo?"
Upon hearing this, Gu Xinuo’s face reddened slightly as she called out softly, "Ajiu."
"Why are you looking at me?" Ye Jiuliang crossed her arms and drawled cheekily, "I know, you must want to ask for my opinion, right?"
With a casual wave of her pale hand, she spoke with forthright enthusiasm, "Alright then, seeing as Achen is still alone, I’ll reluctantly part with you and give you to him."
Saying so, she herself was the first to burst into laughter.
Gu Xinuo looked at her, both amused and exasperated. Here she was, nearly a mother, and still as unrestrained as ever.
Suddenly, the person beside her wrapped an arm around her shoulder. Gu Xinuo tilted her head to look at him, her eyes inquiring.
"Now that everything is settled, can we also schedule to get our marriage license?" Ye Jiuliang had brought it up, and naturally, Chu Chen wouldn’t let this excellent opportunity slip away.
"You surely don’t want me to fall too far behind Li Mochan, do you?" Toward the end, his tone carried an inexplicable sense of grievance.
Li Mochan was about to become a father, while he was still at the step of getting a marriage license.
When compared, everywhere hit him where it hurt.
Hearing the sourness in his words, Gu Xinuo couldn’t help but smile, her eyebrows lifting slightly, "If you want to get the license, then let’s get it."
After all, she had already promised him before, and now that Mo Ce, the biggest threat, was dealt with, she naturally didn’t have any hesitation.
Chu Chen was ecstatic, confirming once more, "That’s what you said, we’ll get the license once we get back."
Watching him delightfully forget himself, Gu Xinuo’s lips curved into a smile, continuous laughter in her voice, "I know, you’re so naggy."
"Can you all not just care about your own happiness and please pay some attention to this injured patient?"
A voice filled with grievance came from the side, prompting Ye Jiuliang and the others to remember the forgotten Ji Mingqian.
Their eyes all turned towards him at the same time. Ji Mingqian clutched the wound on his arm, blood refusing to stop as it seeped through his fingers.
Ye Jiuliang approached, took a medicine bottle from her pocket, and handed it to him, "Stop the bleeding first, we’ll tend to your wound on the plane."
