The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 413 - 412: Don’t Want To Live Anymore_1

Chapter 413: Chapter 412: Don’t Want To Live Anymore_1

Jun Mochan lightly twisted the bullet clip, adjusted his telescope sight, and aimed at the top of the villa.

The bullet easily ripped through the wall, reducing the entire villa roof to a pile of mush, accumulated on the top of the building.

Commotion sounded, alarms blared.

Juno Mochan’s icy face gradually broke into a smile. He watched disdainfully as the people from the Wen Family left the house.

Jun Mochan aimed at the third floor window and softly pulled the trigger.

Amid the ear-splitting gunshots, glass was shattered, scattering like a celestial maiden showering her flowers and falling drastically.

The people below scurried for cover, like rats crossing a street.

"Call the police, quick!"

Just as they were about to take out their phones, the second round of attack started.

The glass on the third floor had just fallen when the second floor followed suit.

Jun Mochan’s aim was spot on. His only focus was to shatter the glass, leaving no dust behind.

"Who is this damned fiend? Does he wish to die?" someone swore without restraint.

The distance was quite far, Jun Mochan couldn’t hear their words clearly. Fortunately, he had lip-reading skills.

By observing their lip movements via his telescopic sight, he understood what they were saying.

Seeing that there was no glass left, the men relaxed slightly.

But before the tense expressions had vanished from their faces, their eyes widened again, as if they had seen something horrifying.

As the deafening gunshot echoed, thick smoke rolled up from the ground. Before those outside could react, the skyscraper fell with a thunderous rumble.

Before the building buried them, Jun Mochan took a shot at the thigh of the head of the Wen family.

Wen Jianfeng, the secretary of A city, was the highest-ranking of the Wen Family.

This time, he aimed to elevate the second son of the Wen family to the position of mayor.

Quite a nice dream, but it depended on whether he would agree.

Jun Mochan put on his sunglasses, picked up the rifle, and disappeared from the rooftop.

In a place he couldn’t see, a captivating woman said to the man beside her, "Brother, I like him."

"Love at first sight?" the man beside her said.

"Hmm." The woman unashamedly admitted.

The man patted her head. "Anyone but him."

"Why? I want him."

"If the Song family could bring him down, you might have a chance." The man retreated.

Bring him down? The woman was thoughtful.

...

As instructed by Jun Mochan, the driver dropped off Ye Ranran at the villa.

Ye Ranran looked at the opened car door, feeling a bit troubled.

Her foot....

"Madam, should I carry you in?" The driver bravely suggested.

It wasn’t that he wanted to take advantage, but she was injured on both her hands and feet. Would she really be able to walk back on her own?

"No, just find someone to help me walk in," Ye Ranran replied.

Her left foot was more severely injured, right foot had minor injury. If she tiptoed and someone supported her...

It wouldn’t be a problem to reach the elevator.

That was what Ye Ranran thought. Usually, though, reality can be harsher than ideal notions.

When she saw the driver bring Xu Zi out, she had a bad premonition.

"I heard you were injured. Come, let me help you in." Xu Zi grabbed Ye Ranran’s arm and pulled her out from the car.

Ye Ranran hooked her arm around Xu Zi’s waist, placing her entire weight on Xu Zi, "You’re really kind to me, sis-in-law."

The driver, seeing the two interact harmoniously, drove away.

He wasn’t interested in the internal disputes of the wealthy families, so he naturally knew nothing about it.

Xu Zi wanted to push Ye Ranran away, but she was clutching her so tightly that she felt helpless.