In an instant, the light was shining.

Gu Xingjing narrowed his eyes and looked for light.

On the left, there is a light that has not yet dissipated, faintly outlining the shape of a rose.

By the light, he saw a figure disappear in a flash.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Xin Yue, who had fallen in front of him and had been shot in the calf.

The pistol fell at his feet, and he kicked it away at random, looking at Xin Yue condescendingly.

The pain made Xin Yue's face pale, and the fear of death made her only care about grabbing Gu Xingjing's calf, full of pitiful begging: "Help me." ”

"Please."

"Help me."

Gu Xingjing's eyes widened, and the eyes that looked at Xin Yue were like looking at an ant that didn't know whether to live or die.

"Huh." He chuckled, "Save you? ”

He laughed even more, "Who do you think I am?" ”

He raised his hand, and the blade hidden in his fingertips stroked Xin Yue's hair, and the black hair fell down the sides of her face.

Xin Yue's hair stood up, her pupils dilated, and her body subconsciously retreated.

"No...... No. She screamed, her face filled with fear.

"I'm the one who hates threats the most." Gu Xingjing said, with a wave of his big hand, the blade glowing with cold light was about to hit Xin Yue's neck, and suddenly, a voice came from the door of the ninth exhibition hall.

"Xingjing, did you go in first?"

Gu Xingjing's hand suddenly stopped, and finally stopped at a centimeter away from Xin Yue's neck.

He took a step back, and the blade was hidden.

In the next second, the door "creaked" open, and Cheng Zhihuan's figure appeared at the door.

The door was completely pushed open by her, so the bright light outside shone in, and Cheng Zhihuan also saw the chaos in the ninth exhibition hall.

"What's going on?" Cheng Zhihuan had obvious surprise on his face.

The strong smell of blood in the air was extremely pungent, and Cheng Zhihuan knew that he couldn't waste any more time, so he hurriedly took out his mobile phone and said, "I'll call an ambulance." ”

Gu Xingjing replied, "Hmm".

Within minutes, the ambulance had arrived.

The doctors hurriedly carried both Carl and Xin Yue into the ambulance, and as for Xin Yue's kidnapping of Carl and almost killing him, it was only after the treatment was completed that Carl accused Xin Yue before he could file a case and sentence.

But what happened after this probably has nothing to do with Gu Xingjing and Cheng Zhihuan.

Having said that, the jewelry design exhibition was also forced to terminate due to an accident, and the organizers held a banquet in the restaurant upstairs to entertain everyone in order to make up for everyone.

In fact, most people didn't know what was going on, everyone just saw the ambulance coming and leaving in a hurry, and then the big show was forced to stop, and then there was a dinner party.

Since there is a dinner party, it is natural to participate, not for the various delicacies at the banquet, but more importantly, it is also a social occasion, if you can meet some big people, then it is not in vain.

Not to mention, I heard that there is also the master of the Gu family in this jewelry design exhibition.

Even if it's a bit of luck, you should go to dinner.

However, everyone didn't expect that Gu Xingjing didn't attend this dinner at all.

After the ambulance took Carl and Xin Yue away, Gu Xingjing pulled Cheng Zhihuan out of the exhibition hall.

I didn't take two steps before I saw Wen Si coming towards me.

Wen Si was in a hurry, and he was obviously stunned when he saw them.

Cheng Zhihuan saw Wen Si and called her first.

"Ace."

Wen Si heard her voice, walked towards her, and responded, "Stop happy." ”

Gu Xingjing looked at Wen Si on the side, his eyes were dim, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Cheng Zhihuan pulled Wen Si, his eyes slightly bright, "Assi, why are you here?" ”

She asked, waiting for Wenss to answer.

"I'm here to do something." Wen Si said vaguely, and at the same time gave Gu Xingjing a quick glance.

Gu Xingjing took in her reaction, but didn't say anything.

Wen Si didn't say a word to Cheng Zhihuan and made an excuse to leave.

After she left, Cheng Zhihuan muttered unintentionally or unintentionally: "Today's Assi is so strange. ”

Gu Xingjing's eyes fell on Cheng Zhihuan, and he replied in a low voice: "Hmm." ”

He pulled her straight into the car.

The car started slowly, not knowing where to go.

Maybe it's going home, or maybe it's going somewhere else.

Cheng Zhihuan looked out the window, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and his fingertips curled up slightly.

She discussed with Ah Si in too haste, and she didn't know if she had deceived Gu Xingjing.

She never thought that the rose spear made by the fourth child would make such a big movement when the gun was fired, and it would burst out at the moment of shooting something similar to a rose light, which was really too conspicuous.

I don't know if Gu Xingjing saw himself or not.

But what she was sure of was that Gu Xingjing must have seen someone shooting there.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have hurriedly contacted Wen Si and asked her to come over and play such a scene with her quickly.

Cheng Zhihuan was thinking about it and felt that his hand was in the palm of his hand by a warm big hand.

She came back to her senses and turned her head to look at Gu Xingjing.

"What's wrong?" She asked softly.

Gu Xingjing didn't speak, he looked down at the slender jade hand in his palm.

Her fingers curled slightly, the tips of her fingers were slender, the tips of her fingertips were soft, and the thin skin and flesh were delicate and soft.

It's a beautiful pair of hands, not even a single callus.

Gu Xingjing felt amused by the absurd idea that came to him at that moment just now, if it was really his own little boy who fired the gun in the ninth exhibition hall, then the beautiful marksmanship was definitely not something that could be practiced overnight.

But training day in and day out will definitely leave calluses on your hands, even if it's just a fine callus.

But his little hand's palm is soft, his fingertips are still tinged with a touch of powder, and his skin is delicate and soft, no matter from which angle, this is a pair of hands that are perfect without the slightest callus.

Gu Xingjing's fingertips rubbed gently in Cheng Zhihuan's palm.

Cheng Zhihuan felt a little itchy, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but was grabbed tighter by Gu Xingjing.

"The calluses on your hands tickle me."

She said, as if puzzled, and then said, "How did you get the calloon on your hand?" ”

When Gu Xingjing heard this, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly.

"Left over from when I used to play with guns." He said with a bit of nonchalance, and didn't seem to regard "playing with guns" as a big deal.

Cheng Zhihuan looked a little surprised.

"Playing with guns?" She blinked, withdrew her hand quietly, and said as if exclamating, "You rich people really know how to play." ”

The smile on the corner of Gu Xingjing's mouth deepened, "If you want to play, I will take you to play when I have the opportunity." ”

He seemed to be in a good mood, and he didn't even say anything when Cheng Zhihuan withdrew his hand.

Cheng Zhihuan raised a smile, with a little smile between his eyebrows and eyes, and responded softly: "Okay." ”

At this moment, it seemed that a star had landed in her eyes.