C26 Second generation of destitute rich 1

His hand was pressed down. Fresh blood quickly gushed out of the wound. The intense pain slowly made his consciousness dissipate. He instinctively cried out, "Bright moon, bright moon …"

He would never forget the look that Jiang Yueming gave him when she turned her head back: hatred, anger, despise, disgust … It was like looking at a bug.

"Qu Cunzi, if anything happens to my husband, I will make you pay for it with your blood."

Qu Cunzi's vision turned black for a moment, and then he fainted. In his last consciousness, he suddenly thought back to many years ago, when he saw a young girl dressed in a fiery red dress under a plum tree that was filled with red flowers. Her brilliance radiated in all directions, and the plum blossoms that filled the garden immediately dimmed to the point that they didn't look like flowers. With that one look, he would have a deep foundation in magic and would never be able to rise again.

This morning, when Li Xiaobao woke up from her slumber, she suddenly realized that there was no one around him.

She was very hungry and shouted for Shi Shi, but no one replied.

She went out. The large Qu’s Mansion was deathly still. Even the street lamps were no longer lit.

There were dozens of managers in this mansion. Where had all of them suddenly gone to in one night?

Where's Shi Shi? Where's Aunt Wang? And the guards and the gardeners? Especially those "holding the certificate" on duty of pure beauty. Where are the women? With so many people, how could they disappear so easily?

Luckily, she still had a big plate of cold, hard pastries in the kitchen. She didn't care if it was past the deadline, so she quickly filled her stomach. He ate and drank to his heart's content. He came out to take a walk. The sky was filled with moonlight and the scenery was not bad.

But no one.

Although normally, other than Shi Shi, there were very few people who talked to her, but, there was really no one else.

What was even more terrifying was that everyone had already left. In the future, who would be the one to raise themselves?

What to eat and drink?

Where's Qu Cunzi?

She was afraid.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps. It was extremely heavy.

Next, the smell of alcohol assaulted his nostrils.

Someone held onto a bottle of wine as he staggered. Seeing the shadow of a person flash by, he shouted angrily, "Who is it? Who is it? "Get out here right now …"

Little Treasure walked over.

He held her back and the smell of alcohol rose. "Hey, who are you? Roll... Aren't you going to scram? What was he doing here? You're not going to listen to the old man either? He told all of you to get lost... You... "Just who are you …"

Little Treasure was overjoyed upon hearing the familiar voice.

With a flip of his hand, he grabbed onto's hand. "Master, I'm Li Xiaobao, your love …"

Qu Cunzi raised the bottle of wine and wanted to push her away, but he didn't have the strength to do so.

Slowly, as if he had really recognized her! He laughed dryly a few times, love!

At this time, there was still one more "love" that hadn't run away from.

Little Treasure originally wanted to grab onto his hand, but he suddenly felt that his arm was wet and sticky when he touched it.

The lights came on.

Qu Cunzi laid on the bed. The upper part of his body was like a pile of mud. There was a bullet wound on his left atrium. A bullet was embedded in his flesh and had yet to be removed. The blood was coming from here, and the surroundings were starting to turn black.

"Hurry, I'll send you to the hospital …"

He used the last of his strength to hold her back and roared, "Don't go to the hospital!" What a joke, now that all the paparazzi in the world were waiting in the hospital, and the police had also made their move, everyone was waiting to see Qu Cunzi make a fool of himself, how would he dare to show his face and send himself over for others to trample on?