After the fake daughter lost her memory, the backup boss flirted with her and lost control

Time seems to be suspended at this moment.

Ah Yuan did not refuse immediately like last time, but was thinking about something.

Through the black mask, Wen Yan suddenly felt like he was about to be abandoned by her again.

But it was clear that this time, he did not rely on her.

Damn!

He stepped forward, ready to make a decision for her.

"Da!" With a sound, Wen Yan saw Ayuan take out a pistol with his backhand.

He heard A Yuan say: "I answered this question last time. If you go against the second young master, I don't mind getting rid of you."

Only then did Wen Heng show his fear, and he shouted loudly: "No! I am the eldest young master of the Wen family! If I die, my father will never let Wen Yan go! Wen Yan is just an illegitimate son who has not been listed in the family tree, no It’s worth your life!”

The muzzle of the gun slowly approached.

Unable to see her face, Wen Heng felt the coldness emanating from her body, "I don't care who he is, he is just my boss."

Wen Heng faced death for the first time, and his mind was completely confused, "You have forgotten that you almost starved to death, but I opened the door and let you go! You can't repay kindness with enmity!"

Ah Yuan moved the muzzle of the gun up and put it against his throat, "Oh, yes, but without your consent, how could they dare to starve me to death?"

Wen Heng held the muzzle of her gun, "He just said he wanted you to take revenge, but he didn't say he wanted you to kill me!"

Ah Yuan pulled the trigger, Wen Heng's finger shook, his lips turned white with fright, and he fainted.

The index finger on the trigger encountered resistance and could not press it down.

Ah Yuan put the index finger of his other hand into the trigger hole and tried hard at the same time, but it still couldn't be pulled.

Wen Yan took the pistol from her hand and said, "Idiot."

Then, he ordered the man in black behind him: "Close the team."

After coming out of the base, the other men in black had disappeared, and the surroundings were extremely quiet. It seemed that the actions just now were just an illusion.

Wen Yan threw the two guns from the car window onto the passenger seat, took out a cigarette, leaned against the car, put one foot on tiptoe against the edge of the tire, and lit the cigarette in his hand.

A Yuan stood beside him, her empty eyes following the smoke rings blowing out of his mouth.

In the suburbs at night, even the wind blowing on your face can make people shiver.

In the fields by the roadside, the corn looks like black people standing there from a distance.

It wasn't very safe here. Ah Yuan wanted to ask him to leave, but when he saw him finish smoking a cigarette, he threw the cigarette butt under his feet and kicked it out with his toes.

That action seemed random, but it made Ayuan's heart tremble for no reason.

After staring at him and smoking two more times, I saw him lift his foot to open the passenger door.

A-Yuan ran to the driver's seat and just sat in. She held the seat belt and inserted the buckle. Suddenly, something cold pressed against her temple.The thing squeezed into her temple with a force, making her keenly feel that the thing was round and hollow, and then the sound of a bullet being loaded struck against her eardrum.

This sound seemed to pull away Ayuan's soul and lock it in the muzzle of the gun, unable to come out or come in. She felt that her body was frozen into ice by this damn oppression.

Wen Yan's voice sounded, but this time it was not magnetic, but low and roaring: "Why are you supporting him?!"

Ah Yuan's heart sank, and cold sweat dripped down the muzzle of the gun.

"You know that everything you suffered in the Wen family security department was related to Wen Heng. When I humiliated him, what did you mean by extending your hand?"

Her friendly hand hit Wen Heng in the face invisibly.

When he didn't get an answer from her, he restrained his anger and said in a soft and cold voice: "Do you also think that he is the eldest son of Wen and has a better future, while following me, an illegitimate son, has a turbulent future?"

A-yuan's originally calm eyes were disturbed by his questions one after another, and she even pursed her lips guiltily, "Actually..."

Actually, he was right.

In that case, she just had to obey Wen Yan's orders obediently.However, she learned a lesson when she slapped the chairman's wife last time.

After she came back, she carefully analyzed the whole situation. At that time, she slapped the chairman's wife because of Wen Yan. However, in the face of the subsequent punishment, Wen Yan knew in his heart but did not stop her explicitly.

Wen Yan, Xu Jiami, Wen Heng... In the final analysis, these people all have interests in dealings with her, and there is no real relationship with her.Why would she completely offend one person for another?
She doesn't want to have a real confrontation with someone. She has always felt that there are gray areas between good and bad people in this world.

Wen Yan said that only when you ensure your own safety can you be qualified to protect others.Now, protecting Wen Yan is just a job. Whether she is required to work for him from the bottom of her heart, let's talk about plastic surgery.

"Dr. Wen, you don't really want me to take revenge, do you?"

"As a bodyguard, even if I am bullied, what qualifications do I have to seek revenge against your brother? Although I don't understand the deep hatred between you and him, I know that you are just using me to scare him."

The muzzle of the gun pressed against his temple moved away, and A-yuan continued: "Otherwise, you wouldn't have given me a gun that couldn't be pressed. I just looked at it, and there was rust on the inside of the wrench. The gun was hidden in the car. For several years, you took it out many times but never really used it."

At this point, Ayuan closed her eyes and slowly opened them. Although she knew the next words were lies, she still said: "I stand with you, as long as you really want me to kill you." Who, I will really kill him. Think about it, I didn’t know there were no bullets in the gun just now, how could I dare to point it at him and pull the trigger?"

Sure enough, as soon as he said these words, the pressure on his temples disappeared instantly.

Wen Yan threw the gun in the storage box, put on his seat belt, and said, "Don't forget what you just said. If one day, I find you betraying me, I will kill you without hesitation."

Ayuan took a sharp breath and felt his fingertips go numb.

Two hours ago, when Wen Yan handed her the gun, she was still nervous, fearing that she wouldn't be able to use it. Later, when she followed the others and learned how to use it, she found that there were no bullets in the gun at all.

Don't ask her how she knew?It's just a feeling, really.

At that time, she couldn't help but suspect that she might have been a gangster before she lost her memory.However, she quickly denied it. The doctor had told her that her memory would slowly come back when she came into contact with familiar surroundings or relatives in the future. She did not feel familiar with the sound of gunshots.

The car was driving on a country road. Ayuan looked intently at the road ahead, and his fingers gradually began to feel.

"That watch was given to me by my mother on the day she brought me back to Wen's house. I wore it for six years before I discovered that it contained a tracker. And the tracker was engraved with WH. Do you know what these two letters mean? "Wen Yan's voice suddenly cut through the condensed air in the car.

(End of this chapter)