Heart Hunting Game: His Hot Sweet Wife

Sansa Ran breathed a sigh of relief after her body was completely untied. Sansa Ran held on to the wall and followed Zhang out with a shake.

Old Chang brought Sansa Ran to Dean Lan and said with a little anger, “Here’s the man you want. Well, bring the money now.”

What a nagging person. His original plan was all messed up by him.

Dean Lan listened, still indifferent, only to look at Sansa Ran’s eyes more than a trace of heartache.

Sansa Ran’s face was pale from too much worry. She stumbled a few steps, looked up, saw the person in front of her and her eyes unknowingly filled with tears.

She was scared. Everything was unknown until she saw the person whose heart was in front of her. She didn’t know if she would be in danger or if she would be able to escape successfully. But after seeing the person in front of her, her heart was more difficult to calm down.

She was afraid that something would happen to him for her, she was afraid that he would get hurt for him.

If this is the end, she might as well let herself suffer all this in silence from the beginning.

Anyone who holds a grudge against her and inflicts revenge on her, that’s what she deserves. Letting someone else suffer for her – especially Dean Lan – was something she didn’t want to die for.

Dean Lan looked at Sansa Ran, her head bowed, tears streaming down her face as if she was holding back something. He took a few steps forward, desperately trying to pull her to him, but was stopped by Lao Zhang.

“What are you doing?” Old Chang pushed Sansa Ran behind him and glared toward Dean Lan, “Hand over the money. Or I won’t let her go with you.”

Dean Lan’s mouth sank, turned around and opened the car door, put the box with money on the ground, “This is okay, right?”

Old Zhang’s eyes flashed with a touch of cunning, “Put the money on hold, you come here.”

At these words, Dean Lan narrowed his eyes, looked at him coldly, and said in a commanding tone, “You let her go first.”

This man is the kind of person who is going to take money and then take Sansa Ran away. Although he doesn’t know who told him to do so, Dean Lan only wants to save Sansa Ran.

Old Zhang stared dead at the indifferent Dean Lan, his heart faintly shaken.

It was clear that his woman was still in his hands, yet he remained expressionless, but his aura was incomparably powerful. Who the hell is this man?

“You …” Old Zhang opened his mouth slightly, and before he could say anything, he was interrupted impatiently by the man in front of him, “What did you say on the phone? If you delay any longer, I’ll call the police.”

Dean Lan’s eyes were filled with hostility. Old Zhang sucked in a breath of cold air, but quickly calmed down.

For the sake of that money, he couldn’t give up his former work.

Old Zhang pretended to be calm, dragged Sansa Ran, took out a knife and put it on her neck, “Are you coming over or not?”

Dean Lan tugged indignantly at the corners of his mouth and took a step forward just as he heard Sansa Ran shout, “Don’t come over! Don’t!”

Dean Lan’s spine stiffened. She knew Sansa Ran could be a little stubborn sometimes. But when lives were at stake, he couldn’t just let her go!

What’s more, it’s the woman you love in front of you!

Watching Dean Lan step by step towards himself, he should be glad that he could be saved, but Sansa Ran’s heart is like being torn apart at this moment.

She shouldn’t have called him over. She was the one who was wrong.

So, please, God, punish her alone and don’t hurt Dean Lan, okay?

Sansa Ran whimpered and gasped for air. The old Zhang’s knife had been pressed against her neck, the cold touch, far less frightening to her than the wobbling feet that were gradually approaching in front of her.

“Dean Lan, don’t.” Sansa Ran looked up with tears in her eyes and shook her head desperately, “It’s a trap, you can’t come over here!”

She knew that Dean Lan was so smart that he couldn’t have been unaware of the trap set by Old Chang.

It was all to save her that he acted so rashly.

The thought made Sansa Ran feel even more self-conscious. She clenched her lower lip as the fishy-sweet taste rushed into her mouth.

But Dean Lan didn’t hesitate to take a big step toward himself.

Sansa Ran just felt the sky spinning, as if something was going to explode in her mind in the next second. She closed her eyes in despair and waited for the next second of impending danger.

“If you take one step forward, don’t blame me for being unkind!” Old Zhang didn’t expect Dean Lan to get real, and with a flick of the knife in his hand, he slashed Sansa Ran’s neck.

Seeing the crimson blood seeping out, Dean Lan’s footsteps gradually accelerated. The deep and biting look in his eyes turned into endless anger, “What are you doing! Let her go now!”

He originally thought that this big thick man was just asking for money, but he didn’t expect to really do something harmful.

Blame it on his lack of vigilance.

If he hadn’t listened to him in the beginning, maybe Sansa Ran wouldn’t have been so sad and even in danger.

Sansa Ran lowered her eyes and murmured softly, “Please, Dean Lan. don’t come over, don’t …”

She knew there was no point in saying anything at this point, but she wished Dean Lan would just stay away. It was as if she could anticipate what would happen when he walked up to her. Just thinking about that scene made her feel like she couldn’t hear anything in her ears. There was only the sound of a violent heartbeat, clearly stimulating her eardrums.

“It’s okay.” Dean Lan walked and curled his mouth calmly while gently reassuring, “Look, I’m not fine. I’ll be fine.”NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

Sansa Ran shakes her head.

“Sansa, don’t worry. You’ll be fine, and I’ll be fine.” Dean Lan continued, words ringing out, “Trust me, we’ll all be fine. So, don’t cry, okay?”

Sansa Ran stared at the tips of her feet. She couldn’t stop her body from trembling for fear that another person’s toes would suddenly appear in her narrow field of vision.

Isn’t there anything that can be done to stop this from happening?

“Sansa, don’t move.” Dean Lan looked at the person in front of him with heartache. Her body trembled lightly due to fear, and if she was not careful, she would touch the sharp and cold knife. If the wound was allowed to tear open, it would be like adding insult to injury, and the consequences would be unthinkable.

Sansa Ran covered her heaving chest, where she felt like she was being cut by a knife, and the pain was excruciating. Her mouth was dry and she was exhausted from the long cries. All she could do was shake her head as hard as she could, trying to stop Dean Lan’s advance.

Old Zhang looked at the scene in front of him and raised his eyebrows in annoyance.

He just wanted to get the money quickly, but he didn’t expect this to happen halfway.

Now don’t mention playing Dean Lan, I’m afraid the chances of even getting the money for yourself are slim to none.

Looking at Dean Lan step by step, that look is indeed not a joke, the old Zhang clenched his teeth, holding the knife handle of the hand can not help but shake a few times.