Chapter 2211 Letting Go

Fang Chixia moved a few steps toward the door, and pointed the gun in her hand at Leng Qihan again, "Order your people to retreat!"

Leng Qihan crossed his arms across his chest and looked at her with contempt.

He didn't seem to put the gun in her hand at all. The way he looked at her, it seemed as if the gun she was holding was not a real gun, but a toy water gun.

The too calm attitude made Fang Chixia's heart skip a beat, and the fingers holding the gun tightened a little, "Qihan, you know my temper. I don't make enemies easily, but if I treat someone If you have hatred, it will last a lifetime! I'm not sure whether Xiao Yi was taken away when he was born and Luo Yibei was attacked repeatedly. But don't let me hate you! "

She spoke slowly, looking at him with piercing eyes.

The hand holding the gun tried to close its delicate white fingers several times, as if trying to pull the trigger.

However, for some unknown reason, I finally restrained myself.

Leng Qihan turned his face stiffly and looked at her, inadvertently revealing a bit of shock.

Fang Chixia didn't know whether she was so shocked that she had guessed so much, or whether she was shifting the responsibility for these things to him.

In the direction leading to the airport, Luo Yibei drove the car all the way towards the airport hall.

He drove very fast and ignored the traffic lights. His eyes were wild while driving.

Arriving at the airport hall, he swung the car toward the door, opened the door, and rushed to the departure hall.

In front of the runway, Fang Chixia's gun was still pointed at Leng Qihan.

Her eyes were very alert, and she looked at him without blinking, observing his reaction calmly, just in case he didn't pay attention at any time and he started to counterattack.

While guarding against him, Fang Chixia moved towards the airport hall.

Leng Qihan lowered his eyes, and in his ears, what she just said kept repeating in a loop.

She guessed everything...

Will she hate him?

Fang Chixia was still retreating, her steps were a bit hasty, her attention was entirely on Leng Qihan, and she didn't pay much attention to what was behind her.

When my footsteps moved to the long edge of the runway, there was a bump under my feet.

Fang Chixia didn't notice. She moved back and tripped over the wedge he was wearing——

"Ah!" She whispered, the gun in her hand fell, and her body stumbled to the ground.

Fang Chixia's expression changed, and she reflexively raised her arms to protect her stomach.

It was a very unexpected situation, and no one at the scene noticed it.

Leng Qihan came to his senses after her low cry and turned his eyes in her direction. He didn't think so much for a moment and ran towards her direction with big strides. He caught the falling gun with one hand and He hugged her who was about to fall to the ground.

His movements were so quick that he didn't even have time to think.

When he caught her body steadily and was about to help her up, his mind suddenly flashed back to the scene just before he ran over.

His gaze turned stiffly to her belly, and when he looked at her arms tightly protecting her belly, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Fang Chixia clearly felt that the temperature of his arm suddenly cooled down.

She raised her eyes stiffly and stared at him calmly. Seeing his unsightly expression, Fang Chixia's nerves were on guard again.

Leng Qihan looked at her with cold eyes. The hand holding her waist and the five fingers with clear bones seemed to be loosening slightly.