The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories

Chapter 801: Chapter 821: Sorry I’m Late

Mutaha suddenly burst into laughter, turning his head to look at Situ Yan: ”See? She said she’s willing! Hahaha...” As Mutaha spoke, he leaned down and started kissing Xia Xiaonuan crazily behind her ear, while simultaneously tearing at her clothes.

Xia Xiaonuan shivered all over, closing her eyes in despair.

Situ Yan fell to the ground, still attempting to move towards her. However, at that moment... suddenly, the door was violently kicked open.

Then came a burst of gunfire. The two men standing beside them had already fallen to the ground.

Mutaha jerked, quickly standing up: ”Who is it!”

At this moment, Xia Xiaonuan opened her eyes and saw the handsome face that she had been longing for day and night appear before her with a murderous look.

She felt as though something struck her heart fiercely at that moment.

Seeing Xia Xiaonuan’s condition, Nangong Yaoling’s eyes flashed with a terrifying chill.

Mutaha straightened up, suddenly, Nangong Yaoling raised his pistol and aimed at a certain spot beneath him.

”No... don’t... please don’t...” Mutaha shivered all over, looking at Nangong Yaoling in terror.

”Even daring to touch my woman! I’ll let you know what the price is!” As he spoke, he jerked the trigger.

With a ”bang”, the vital spot of the man’s lower body was hit, the air filled with deafening screams of pain. Mutaha fell to the ground, his lower body bleeding as he writhed.

Piercing screams rose, one louder than the next.

Nangong Yaoling raised his pistol again, firing a shot at his wrists and then his ankles — each got a bullet.

Letting him die easily was far too cheap for him.

What he wanted was to let him enjoy the most agonizing punishment! To let him know what it means to wish for death instead of life!

Xia Xiaonuan looked at Nangong Yaoling, tears welling up in her eyes.

Nangong Yaoling put down the pistol, rushing to Xia Xiaonuan.

”Xiaonuan... Xiaonuan...” He looked at her tear-filled face and clothes torn to shreds. Quickly he reached out to fix her clothes, while freeing her from the ropes.

Freed from restraint, Xia Xiaonuan reached out, suddenly throwing herself into Nangong Yaoling’s embrace.

”You finally came... you finally came!” she cried, inhaling his familiar scent, as if she finally felt a hint of reality.

Nangong Yaoling said with a pained heart: ”I’m sorry, I came late! Let you suffer! Xiaonuan...”

Xia Xiaonuan shook her head.

Situ Yan was lying on the ground, freed by the people next to him, watching Xia Xiaonuan who was held by Nangong Yaoling, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

Nangong Yaoling released Xia Xiaonuan, her wrists and ankles were red from the binding. He bent down to pick her up and walked outside.

Xia Xiaonuan remembered something, quickly looking at Situ Yan beside her: ”Hurry to save him! Send him to the hospital!”

Nangong Yaoling looked at Situ Yan lying on the ground, his pupils deepened.

”Is he Situ Yan?”

Xia Xiaonuan grabbed Nangong Yaoling’s hand: ”Without him, I might be dead already... Please, send him to the hospital...!”

Nangong Yaoling gritted his teeth and gloomily told Qin Yi beside him: ”Take him to the hospital!”

”Yes, Young Master!”

Situ Yan was lifted up, covered in blood, the air filled with a bloody smell. Until he was carried away, his gaze was deeply fixed on Xia Xiaonuan in Nangong Yaoling’s arms.

Xiaonuan, affected by his gaze, felt uneasy and eventually turned her head away, burying it in Nangong Yaoling’s chest unwillingly.