Chapter 1194 I Don't Know What Title to Use! !

The very faint emotion in Bao Jingchuan's deep eyes flashed, he took a deep look at her, and finally carried her into the helicopter.

"Amian!"

"Chu Boyang." Ji Fengmian's voice was clean, cold and heartless.

"If you still want to shoot and hurt someone, you might as well kill me first."

Chu Boyang's deep eyes trembled heavily, and the expression in the bottom of his eyes was like an inkstone that had been smashed severely, the fragments and scattered ink were mixed together, messy and heavy.

As if surprised by something, he lowered his hand holding the pistol.

"No, I won't shoot you, Ah Mian..."

"Don't call me." Ji Fengmian said indifferently: "I am paralyzed, not cerebral palsy. I know better than anyone else whether they will shoot me."

Chu Boyang's slender body swayed, and he stood on the spot. The wind blowing around the helicopter's propeller made people's eyes dry, but he still looked up and watched Ji Fengmian being carried into the cabin by Bao Jingchuan.

The wind and waves lifted the hem of his black windbreaker, and the hand hanging by his side was tightly holding the pistol, but he did not move an inch.

Bao Jingchuan glanced sideways at the man standing below.

He has a tall and slender figure, and he has a steady and magnificent body that has been accumulated for many years in the first place.

But now, he is like an abandoned child, lonely and helpless, watching the most important person leave in a daze.

Bao Jingchuan had some doubts lingering in his heart. Ji Fengmian and Chu Boyang should be, not just the relationship between saving people and being rescued. It was not formed in the past few years.

These two people may have known each other earlier.

Yu Song also boarded the helicopter. When the gunshot fired, he stood in front of Bao Jingchuan and was also shot twice.

The cabin door was closed, and the strong smell of blood dispersed, Bao Jingchuan frowned, "Is it okay?"

Yu Song was flattered, "It's all right! I'm sorry sir, let you..."

"I'm fine."

Sitting aside, Ji Fengmian glanced at the two of them, "Find a place to treat the wound."

"Yes, sir, the bullets in your body need..."

"No need." Bao Jingchuan refused in a low voice, looked down at his watch, his face became more and more serious, "There's no time."

Yu Song's chest felt a little tight, yes, time is indeed...

Ji Fengmian looked sideways at Bao Jingchuan, with exquisite and handsome features, a tall and slender figure, and a noble demeanor.

Even though there is a bullet stuck in his body now, his expression is not in the slightest bit of distress.

She hooked her lips, she was quite satisfied with the son-in-law in front of her.

"How did you and Fanxing start?"

"Meet by chance, love at first sight."

Ji Fengmian smiled indifferently, "Love at first sight?" Her gaze passed over the glass next to Bao Jingchuan, and landed on the man who was still standing there, looking at them, with a hint of sarcasm on her lips, "Childhood sweethearts, decades of relationships can't be relied on." Spectrum, love at first sight..."

Bao Jingchuan frowned slightly, "Nothing can be generalized. It's not that some people failed in their relationship, we have to end up in the same way as them."

Ji Fengmian raised her eyebrows, tilted her head slightly and looked at him sideways, "You are so sure about falling in love at first sight? Where does the confidence come from?"

Bao Jingchuan pursed his lips and smiled lightly, "It seems that you don't know exactly how good your daughter is."

"..." Ji Fengmian's mocking smile froze, staring at Bao Jingchuan for a few seconds before finally laughing out loud.

"Really? How do I feel that my daughter has the potential to be a beauty?"

Yu Song, who was shot twice in the back, wanted to say something in particular: Not only is she a beauty, but she is a witch who is a disaster for the country!

Bao Jingchuan didn't deny it either, "Yes."

A little more surprise appeared in Ji Fengmian's eyes, and finally she smiled happily.

"That's right, seeing you being so fascinated by my daughter gives me a sense of accomplishment."

Bao Jingchuan glanced at her, and finally said nothing.

Fan Xing's mother is different from what she imagined.

After more than an hour of flying, the helicopter finally arrived at another island.

There, a private jet that had been arranged in advance was parked there.

However, the moment they got off the helicopter, a crowd immediately surrounded them.

Bao Jingchuan narrowed his eyes, and fixed his cold eyes on the man who was slowly walking out from behind.

"I'm not telling you the news because I want you to break into the presidential palace and rob people, Mr. Bo."

The tall and straight man put his hands in the pockets of his coat and stood straight in front of Bao Jingchuan, his eyes settled on Ji Fengmian in his arms.

"Aunt Ji, your health has just started to improve, so you can't do it like this."

Chu Juncheng's calm and indifferent voice was calm and calm, and there was no trace of the emotion in his eyes.

Ji Fengmian's gaze touched Chu Juncheng's face, and then quickly turned away, her tone indifferent:

"My own body, I have a sense of proportion."

Chu Juncheng was silent for a while, "...you can't leave."

Ji Fengmian frowned.

Chu Juncheng continued: "If you want to see your daughter, I can help you bring her back."

"What if I have to go back?"

Chu Juncheng looked straight at her indifferently.

"Father will be very sad if you do this."

Ji Fengmian smiled, "He should be very happy to kill me, should I send myself to make him happy?"

Chu Juncheng raised his eyebrows, "He won't."

Ji Fengmian didn't want to say any more, and looked coldly at the man who looked exactly like Chu Boyang.

"I've made it very clear to him. I want to go back. Get out of the way."

Chu Juncheng didn't speak, but his silence was enough to represent an answer.

"Finished?" Bao Jingchuan, who had been leaving time for the two of them, suddenly said in a cold voice.

"Just this little bit of patience?" Ji Fengmian said casually.

Bao Jingchuan looked at her with a strong coolness in his tone.

"If you are not Fanxing's mother, I will not give you a second."

"..."

There is nothing gentlemanly about this attitude towards women.

She really wondered if it was hard work for Fanxing to follow him.

Yu Song was anxious at the side.

Mr. has a gunshot wound!

It shouldn't be that he looks fine on the surface, but he is really fine!

That was a gunshot wound!

The bullet has not been taken out yet!

God knows what he is struggling with right now.

He has been shot twice in his body now, and now, his whole body is as if he has lost all strength.

Bao Jingchuan raised his foot and walked towards him.

The people behind Chu Juncheng immediately raised their pistols and pointed them at him vigilantly, ready to go... -

Pingcheng, six o'clock in the evening.

Lan Xianxian looked at the time and finally became anxious.

Xu Qingzhi was by Shen Fanxing's side, and at first he talked and laughed with her to divert her attention, but since Mynah was almost an hour old, she still had so much to talk about.

There was silence in the living room at the moment.