Chapter 799: Do You Mean What You Said

The shot went awry, hitting a branch at an angle.

Fallen leaves brushed over Bo Yanching’s head.

His gaze remained fixed on Nan Jiaojiao, fearing she might slip away right before his eyes, but what did he hear?

From the beginning, was he the mission she accepted?

She was supposed to kill him?

Bo Yanching struggled to his feet.

Yaen Chi still supported him with one hand, but when he realized Bo Yanching was heading toward Nan Jiaojiao, he couldn’t help but pull back with some force, causing Bo Yanching to stumble backward, almost falling over.

All his strength seemed to have been drained from him, standing took all that he had.

Yaen Chi’s eyes were filled with shock, “Brother Yan, aren’t you going to listen, didn’t you hear what they just said?”

Bo Yanching: “Let go.”

Yaen Chi was reluctant to let go, but he was no match and had to release his grip, watching helplessly as Bo Yanching took step by step towards Nan Jiaojiao.

With gritted teeth in frustration, Yaen Chi raised his arm, pressing the gun directly to White Fox’s forehead.

If that was the case, then let no one interfere.

Nan Jiaojiao stood still, waiting for Bo Yanching to approach, her gaze gradually lifting until she could clearly see his face.

“Is what he said true?”

Nan Jiaojiao pursed her lips, “What if it is?”

“Heh…”

Bo Yanching was very close to her, his suppressed breath rolling out gently.

He reached behind Nan Jiaojiao’s waist, took out a gun, and put it in her hand, holding onto her hand.

Nan Jiaojiao instinctively wanted to throw it away.

The next second, her hands were clasped by his, her fingers unable to move.

He even guided her to aim the muzzle at his heart.

“Come on, kill me yourself, then I’ll believe you,” he said.

Nan Jiaojiao turned pale in an instant, “Bo Yanching, you’ve gone mad!”

“Yes!”

The man swallowed the blood that welled up in his throat, “You said I trust you too little, so I believe everything you say, this time is no different.”

Nan Jiaojiao nearly lost her sanity.

“Jiaojiao, I just want to ask you one thing.”

Bo Yanching did not wait for her to respond, and took a step forward, pressing himself even tighter against the gun.

This move startled Nan Jiaojiao.

She tried to pull her hands back, but Bo Yanching promptly raised his hand to support her elbow before it hit the car body.

He paused for a moment, then pulled her forward slightly.

He looked into her eyes with such profound tenderness that it seemed limitless, “When magnolia flowers bloom, slowly returning, does it still hold true?”

Nan Jiaojiao tried to appear calm as she opened her eyes, but her scalp tingled.

In the shadows, the snipers were restless, and Nan Jiaojiao, with keen eyes, spotted those lurking around, belonging both to the White Fox and Yeh Xiao.

Wasn’t it ludicrous?

Her subordinates and those of Yeh Hannian were desperately protecting them as they fled.

Yet here she was, playing out a scene like from an idol drama with Bo Yanching.

It also made her realize, no matter how much she tried to redeem herself, she and Bo Yanching were people from two different worlds.

She was too tainted, unworthy of contaminating someone as pure as him.

Not looking at him made her seem even more guilty, so she met his gaze, looking directly into his eyes.

“True what, do you, Bo Yanching, also believe such lies?”

Upon hearing this, the light in Bo Yanching’s eyes dimmed inch by inch.

Like falling stars.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyebrows lifted slightly, then his eyes and brows pressed down, bringing out a faint, ambiguous smile in the night, not very clear.

“Fine.”

He raised Nan Jiaojiao’s hand, adjusting the gun’s position to aim at his heart.

“Come.”

Wasn’t she there to kill him?

Then let’s gamble.

“Brother Yan!”

Yaen Chi, in a panic, scrambled up from the ground to pull Bo Yanching away but was yanked back by White Fox.

Struggling to look over, he just saw Nan Jiaojiao make her move.