Chapter 1751: Chapter 1751: Personally Killed Him
“Really?” he asked uncertainly.
[If you don’t believe it, forget it. I’m tired and want to rest.]
Nangong Ruyue turned around intending to go to bed, but Nangong Xu suddenly hugged her from behind.
His breath was hot as he kissed her neck, his hand caressing her arm: “Ruyue, tonight is our wedding night.”
Which meant, they should do what needs to be done.
Nangong Ruyue gestured indifferently: [You reek of alcohol, go take a shower.]
“Okay, wait for me.” Nangong Xu smiled slightly, got up, and walked to the bathroom.
As the bathroom door closed, Nangong Ruyue’s eyes flickered with determination.
It was impossible for her to consummate the marriage with him, let alone bear his child.
She didn’t trust Nangong Xu. He would certainly find a way to get rid of Yufei and the others. To ensure her children’s eternal safety, she could only kill him with her own hands!
Even if doing so would tear the Nangong Family apart, and she’d never find Zexin, she couldn’t care about that anymore.
Because compared to the lives of her children, those things seemed unimportant now.
Nangong Ruyue lay on the bed, reaching under the pillow to feel the gun.
She had hidden it here earlier. As soon as Nangong Xu got close, she was confident she could take his life.
Nangong Xu soon came out after his shower, wearing only a pair of casual pants.
He sat on the edge of the bed, seeing Nangong Ruyue had already closed her eyes, and smiled slightly.
“Ruyue, you can’t escape tonight. Pretending to sleep won’t work.”
He leaned over, hugging her from behind, slightly turning her body, then pressed down with his thin lips—
Clothes fell away, and Nangong Xu was already lost in desire.
“Ruyue, Ruyue…” he called out the name of the person beneath him, his body tense with restraint, as if he were in a furnace, almost burning up.
Suddenly, a chill rushed in, and he quickly rolled away—
“Bang—” A bullet grazed the spot where he had just been, hitting the wall.
Nangong Ruyue swiftly redirected the gun, firing several shots at him. Nangong Xu agilely dodged, seized an opportunity, and pounced, grabbing her wrist.
Nangong Ruyue kicked at him, Nangong Xu didn’t dodge, and his stomach took a heavy kick.
Simultaneously, Nangong Ruyue’s wrist was twisted forcefully, and the gun fell into Nangong Xu’s hand.
Nangong Ruyue suddenly drew a dagger and stabbed at him.
Nangong Xu didn’t expect she had another move, he dodged, but the dagger grazed his arm, leaving a cut.
Nangong Ruyue’s dagger came again, quick and fierce—
Nangong Xu wouldn’t let her succeed a second time.
He grabbed her wrist, punching her in the chest.
Nangong Ruyue’s body flew out, hitting the wall. She spat out a mouthful of blood.
Nangong Xu’s expression was complex. He discarded the gun and dagger, his tall figure slowly approached her.
Nangong Ruyue tried to stand up, but her injuries were too severe; any movement made her dizzy.
Nangong Xu bent down, grabbed her arm, and lifted her up.
Then he threw her onto the bed, looking down at her from above.
The bodyguards who heard the gunshot had rushed upstairs. As soon as the door was kicked open, Nangong Xu roared, “Get out, anyone who dares speak of this, will be killed without mercy!”
The bodyguards hurriedly closed the door in fear.
Nangong Ruyue wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, propping herself up.
“Why?” Nangong Xu asked her coldly, his voice unusually sinister.
Nangong Ruyue pulled the quilt over to cover herself, leaning against the head of the bed.