The Clingy Contract: My CEO Husband Won't Stop Spoiling Me

“Why are you acting like a big star for nothing! Anyway, I’ve lost my memory, so I wouldn’t recognize you even if I saw you!”

“I don’t know.”

“I’ve forgiven you!” Tao Juran continued selecting the things she needed.

Song Mu was pushing the shopping cart, which was already filled with quite a lot.

At the corner of the shelf, Tao Juran’s acute hearing and long-standing professional instincts sensed someone was following her.

Moreover, that person was holding a gun.

She smiled faintly and took a pack of snacks from the corner shelf, observing the direction of the person behind her.

Song Mu was pulled by her to stand at the corner, “You go first.”

“What are you going to do?” Song Mu certainly wouldn’t leave.

“I’ll see what else is needed, go ahead! Didn’t you see how many people were just lining up to check out? You go line up, we can leave earlier!” Tao Juran winked at him, “Hurry up and go!”

Song Mu was pushed by her a few steps, oh well, going to line up first wasn’t a bad idea.

While lining up, Song Mu occasionally turned his head for a glance.

Bam!

He heard the gunshot and dashed straight towards the area where Tao Juran had just been.

The supermarket was already in chaos, with people running everywhere.

Tao Juran also ran to Song Mu’s side, the two locked hands, “Where are you going!”

“What happened?” Song Mu’s sight turned toward the direction of the bleeding.

The person lying on the ground, his appearance fell into Song Mu’s eyes.

Cousin!

Song Mu was pulled by Tao Juran to run away; they had not yet arrived when they left.

They got in the car, with Song Mu driving swiftly while Tao Juran sat in the back, operating on her computer.

“Done!”

The surveillance in the supermarket was destroyed, so they couldn’t track her.

“You did it?” Song Mu’s voice was hoarse.

“He wanted to kill me; I was just striking first. Do you want me to go to jail?” Tao Juran put down the computer. “It’s a pity, I just bought so many things and didn’t get a single item!”

Song Mu’s heart ached slightly, “That was my cousin!”

Tao Juran was taken aback, “I, I didn’t know…”

No wonder Song Mu’s face looked so bad just now.

Song Mu turned on the car radio, which was broadcasting the news.

Dead.

Died!

Song Mu suddenly slammed on the brakes, stopping by the roadside.

How would he explain to Aunt and Uncle?

Song Qing was, though trained, far inferior compared to a professional assassin like Tao Juran.

Defeated in one move.

Shot straight through the heart.

“Little Mumu, don’t be like this, I honestly didn’t know that was your cousin…” Tao Juran leaned forward, grabbing his sleeve, “Mumu…”

“Can you discuss things with me in the future? Last time with Su Zui, it was the same!” Song Mu turned back to hold her hand, “You said you wouldn’t leave, so I didn’t take you away, but for some things, like life and death, can you discuss with me?”

“Little Mumu, my profession is special, and I’m here with a mission. I don’t want to die; those people want my life, I have no choice.”

“So, if you encounter such things next time, would you still act in the same way? What if they hold my life as a threat? Would you fire without hesitation?”

“No!”

“Little Mumu, don’t say that, if I knew it was your cousin, I definitely wouldn’t have shot the heart!” Tao Juran felt for the first time that someone loved her.

She didn’t want to lose Song Mu so quickly.

He’s waited for her for ten years; he couldn’t change his heart so fast.

“Ranran, those missions aren’t important, let’s leave this place, okay?”