Love You Till the End
Chapter 329: What If I Can’t Do Vigorous Exercise?

Chapter 329: Chapter 329: What If I Can’t Do Vigorous Exercise?

Sun Yan finally asked, "Young Madam, were you really prepared to kill him just now?"

"I don’t like to kill people."

"Then..." Sun Yan hesitated, "My gun can hold six bullets. I fired once, the boss fired once, so there should be four bullets left. You dismantled three, there should have been one bullet remaining, which still means a one in six chance of death."

Shen Cheng glanced at the gun in his hand, "Take a look for yourself."

Hurriedly Sun Yan removed the magazine and saw, where there should have been one bullet left, it was completely empty.

Sun Yan’s expression was extremely complicated: "..."

What about the last bullet?

Wait a minute!

Suddenly realizing something: "Young Madam, did you play with my gun?"

Shi Yu’s sword brows raised, his tone threatening, "So what if I did, any objections?"

Sun Yan: "..."

He knew it, how come every time he went to the bathroom he would hear a gunshot.

Could he object?

Dare he object?

Shi Yu lowered his head, gazing deeply at Shen Cheng’s stunning profile, his lips curling into an involuntary thin smile.

This woman, she was worried about him.

Despite the sharp pain in his chest, he still stretched out a long arm and pulled her into his embrace.

Shen Cheng stumbled, falling into his arms.

Her face collided with his wound, and he drew in a cold breath, hissing "ss..."

Shen Cheng looked up, lightly pressing her slender fingers on his chest, slightly worried, "Did it reach the bone? Does it hurt?"

Shi Yu lifted his lips in a seemingly careless manner, "With you here, even the heaviest injury does not hurt."

"Then why is there cold sweat on your forehead?"

"I’m hot, longing for you." Shi Yu’s eyes darkened, his smile devilish and wild.

Seeing him tease her even when he was injured, Shen Cheng frowned.

"Is that so?"

She decisively extended her index finger, pressing firmly on his wound.

"Ss..."

Shi Yu instinctively moved one hand to cover the wound, but the other hand kept Shen Cheng imprisoned, not letting her escape.

Shen Cheng didn’t struggle, waiting until he got through the pain before wriggling out of his embrace.

"Injured and still not behaving."

She glanced at Shi Yu, her eyes a mix of scolding and anger, which made his body tingle, reigniting the fire in his dark, ink-like eyes.

Sun Yan squatted by the side, utterly bored, unable to stand watching them flirt the moment they had the chance.

Just at that moment, a Humvee stopped in front of them.

The door opened, and four black-clad bodyguards got out.

Carrying a stretcher, they approached Shi Yu and respectfully bowed, "Boss, please get on the stretcher."

Shi Yu’s gaze swept over the stretcher, then turned icy; from his thinned lips escaped a single word: "Scram!"

Shen Cheng watched him and couldn’t help but curve her lips into a smile.

This man, even if he couldn’t walk, he probably wouldn’t go on a stretcher!

Sensing the dangerous aura in Shi Yu’s eyes, the bodyguards didn’t dare utter another word and hurriedly turned around, carrying the stretcher back to the vehicle.

After returning to the mansion, a private doctor came to examine Shi Yu.

His injuries were not severe, but they were not light either.

The ribs had taken a serious blow, with some minor damage; he needed a good period of rest and couldn’t engage in vigorous exercise.

Shi Yu leaned on the bed, his cold gaze looking particularly fierce.

If he hadn’t protected her, the one injured right now would be his woman!

Just the thought made him uncontrollably want to kill.

Hearing the doctor’s advice that Shi Yu couldn’t engage in vigorous exercise, Shen Cheng smirked: "Husband, what will you do if you can’t engage in vigorous exercise?"

Shi Yu kept a stony face, "Being uninjured doesn’t necessarily mean being able to exercise!"