福利一一区三区导航

Chapter 1029: I Can’t Be Optimistic

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Nian Xiaomu popped her body out from behind Fan Yu’s back. Then, she turned around and took a glance at the aggressive-looking teams from both sides.

She pressed her lips together.

“Erm, this matter is concerning the two of us and Fan Yu has got nothing to do with it. Let him go, you can do anything you want to me!”

As Nian Xiaomu spoke, she pushed Fan Yu forward and said, “You don’t have to save me anymore, leave!”

“Liuliu…

“I am telling you to leave! You can’t do anything even if you stay here, there will only be one more corpse. Hurry, leave!” As Nian Xiaomu howled, she gestured to Fan Yu with her gaze.

She told him to hurry and leave.

He could make a police report as long as he could get out of this place!

Otherwise, he could get more people in.

It would definitely be better than helplessly waiting here for their deaths!

“I can’t leave!” Fan Yu frowned.

He understood the intentions behind her gaze, but he wasn’t willing to leave no matter what.

He must stay with her even if it meant losing his life .

How could he leave her behind and run away alone?

A look of disapproval flashed past Fan Yu’s eyes.

“Why are you so silly? At the very least, I would still have some hope if you managed to get away and I could look forward to being saved. It would be useless if you stayed, and you would only die with me!” Nian Xiaomu pulled his arms and mumbled in a low voice.

Fan Yu lifted his chin and said, “Did you take a look at the people surrounding us? All of them are wielding knives; I am guessing that the moment my men left, they would start to chop you up. And you’re still thinking that you could wait for me to return and save you?”

Why would Mo Qian be so magnanimous and allow him to leave if there was still time for him to save her?

Reaching out, Fan Yu patted Nian Xiaomu’s head and said teasingly, “It seems like my luck is better. Since Yu Yuehan could not be contacted, I would be the only one who would die with you. It doesn’t seem that bad.”

“…”

She was already feeling awful that her wedding was ruined.

Now that her life was in danger, he could still tell her that he was feeling lucky instead of comforting her.

Was he planning to p*ss her to death?

“Be optimistic, perhaps we can survive this ordeal.” Fan Yu finally said something to comfort her when he saw her sunken face.

Nian Xiaomu could not be optimistic.

No matter how she looked at it, the situation that they were stuck in just seemed like a dead path.

“I don’t need you to perish with me even if you really could not return to save me in time. This is not a game of saving the grandfather with the Calabash Brothers, whereby you send people to their deaths one by one. It’s a little silly.”

Nian Xiaomu lifted her head and stared at Fan Yu with sparkly eyes.

The corner of her mouth curved into a smile.

“I would die without regrets since I have had the chance to see my good friend before my death. Please go, you don’t have to perish with me. If you really take me as your good friend, then stay alive and help me to watch over Yu Yuehan, lest he finds a stepmother, in the future, who would abuse my daughter. Damn, I feel so angry just talking about this. I haven’t even gone through the wedding today; otherwise, I could at the very least hold onto the spot of Yu Yuehan’s legitimate wife. Even if he marries other women in the future, they would merely be his second wife by a remarriage…”

“…”

All that she thinks of before her death is this?

She would not want Yu Yuehan to do something happy even after her death?

All of a sudden, he took pity on Yu Yuehan…

The funny thing was, he was so jealous of him just a second ago.

Fan Yu cleared his throat and said, “Liuliu, calm down, we might not die.”

“Are the two of you done with your discussions? Are you leaving or not!” Seeing that the two of them still had not come to a conclusion after mumbling for such a long time, Mo Qian’s face turned dark.

Soon after, he remembered that this might be their excuse to delay the time and a chilly ray of light flashed past his eyes.