"How could I lie to you?" Chenchen lifted his lips, and when he saw Mike was ready and gave him a thumbs-up, he imdiately pointed to the sky, "Look, isn’t it coming now?"
"Where?"
Upon hearing this, Sister Lan instinctively looked up at the sky above her head.
However, after looking again and again, let alone a helicopter, she didn’t even see the shadow of one.
"You dare..." to lie to !
Sister Lan suddenly realized she had been deceived and was about to take out Bei Mo when a bloody hole suddenly appeared in her forehead.
At this mont, Mike was lying on the rooftop of a shopping mall, his finger just pulling the trigger.
Yes, they had indeed tricked her.
There was no helicopter, only a bullet ant to take her life!
What a joke, trying to abduct his son and then wanting a helicopter to make a clean getaway — there’s no such easy thing in this world!
Sister Lan fell heavily to the ground, and the gun in her hand also dropped onto the floor.
The surrounding guards imdiately stepped forward, picked up the gun, and captured the other henchn.
As for Bei Mo, he was standing there dazed, as if he hadn’t snapped out of it.
Li Mumu imdiately ran to him, crying, her little hands gripping his shoulders, worried and frightened, "Sob sob, Bei Heigou, are you okay? Why is your face swollen? Did the bad guys hit you?"
"It’s all my fault, it’s my fault. If I hadn’t played a prank and deliberately sent your driver away, you wouldn’t have almost been taken."
"Sob sob, hit or scold , I promise I won’t hit back or talk back."
The young girl was practically crying a river, reaching out with her fair little hand to make him hit her with it.
Only then did Bei Mo co back to his senses from what had just happened. He looked at the little girl in front of him.
Her eyes were red and swollen, probably redder than a rabbit’s, obviously from crying for a long ti.
She was worried about him?
For so reason, Bei Mo suddenly didn’t feel angry at all. He withdrew his hand, raised his chin, and said arrogantly, "Why would I bother hitting you? Don’t you know that force is mutual? If I hit you, I’d feel it too."
What’s the action of force?
Li Mumu looked confused through her tears and imdiately said, "Then why don’t you just scold !"
Scolding shouldn’t have mutual force,
Bei Mo crossed his arms and huffed, "No way, it’s a waste of saliva."
Li Mumu was completely stunned, her tear-filled, red, and swollen eyes looked at him in disbelief, as if she couldn’t believe he wouldn’t hit or scold her after what she did to him.
For a mont, a strange feeling surged in the little girl’s heart.
She bit her lip with her tiny, white milk teeth and sincerely apologized again, "Bei Mo, I’m sorry, really sorry, I’m sorry..."
As she spoke, her tears started to flow uncontrollably again.
"Hey! Are you trying to drown ? I hate girls crying and whining, like a sissy!" Bei Mo irritably took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped the little girl’s tears and snot, finally saying irritably, "Alright, go ho and sleep, it’s getting late."
Li Mumu was stunned.
Wait, isn’t ’sissy’ used to describe guys as girly...
...
As they got in the car, Chongchong quickly asked Bei Mo, "Xiaomo, are you hurt? Besides your face, is anything else uncomfortable?"
"Thank you for caring, Auntie Gu. I’m fine," Bei Mo shook his head and said.
"Sigh." Chongchong took out an ice towel to apply to his face while apologizing, "Xiaomo, I’m really sorry, this whole thing was caused by Li Mumu, I will definitely teach her a good lesson."
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