One day, there was a doorbell ringing from downstairs. Tang Suhe came out of the room and was about to go downstairs to open the door. Suddenly, he felt a strong breath. Her body was controlled from behind, and there was something hard on her head. If the intuition is right, the thing against her head is a gun.

At that time, she was too scared to move. She was trembling in her heart. Did she really lead the wolf into the house? With a gun, is this man a killer?

One moment ago, he was still lying sick. The next moment, he could flash behind her without making a sound and point a gun at her. This man is really terrible.

"Who are the people out there?" The man's voice was low, his muscles tense, and he was full of vigilance, as if he would take her hostage at any time.

"He's here to help me deliver some daily necessities. You know, I can't go to the supermarket now. Don't worry, I won't let him come up, and I won't say anything irrelevant to him." Tang Suhe answered carefully.

Tang Suhe's abdomen is a little bulgy. The man knows that she is pregnant, hesitates for a while, and chooses to believe her. He puts the gun back to his waist and releases the hand that controls her body.

Tang Suhe turned his head and said to him sincerely, "thank you."

Thank him for not killing her, because for people like them, not killing people who might leak their own information is tantamount to giving their lives to others.

After a while, Tang Suhe went downstairs to open the door. The driver stood at the door with some things. Looking at her, he asked, "Miss Tang, why did it take so long to open the door?"

"I took a nap just now. I fell asleep. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." Tang Suhe made an excuse at will.

"I'm sorry to disturb Miss Tang's sleep." The driver was relieved, said with a smile, and helped her carry her things in.

Although the president has put Miss Tang here now, the driver knows her place in the president's heart. The president is still very concerned about her and occasionally asks how she is doing recently? As the only one who can have contact with Miss Tang, how can he not worry about Miss Tang? Nothing can go wrong.

"By the way, Miss Tang, I read the news that there was a public reaction. A few days ago, I heard gunshots not far away. Haven't you seen any suspicious people or anything near recently?" Put down things, the driver suddenly a startled Tang Suhe, she shook her head: "of course not, here is very quiet."

"That's good." The driver nodded and was about to leave. Tang Suhe suddenly stopped him: "can you bring me some anti-inflammatory drugs when you come next time? I've got a little sore throat recently. I'm not feeling very well

"Of course, no problem. Isn't Miss Tang feeling well? Why don't you invite a doctor... "

"No, it's just a small problem."

"Well, if Miss Tang is not feeling well, please remember to tell me."

"Yes, I will."

Seeing off the driver, Tang Suhe closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't see any clue.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, the man also went downstairs. He was still wearing only a pair of trousers, and there was no suitable clothes at home. He was naked in the upper part of his body and had a good proportion. However, Tang Suhe swept by. Her heart was full of people, and she couldn't accommodate anyone else, so no matter how perfect it was, it was the same for her.