Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 1572: 1571 Ah Mu will be fine

Jerry brought Gu Kai and Bai Yiyi to a castle, gave a couple of instructions, and then left.

“Yiyi, I’ll run the bath water for you. After a bath, get some sleep.”

Gu Kai put the clothes from the suitcase into the closet and took out their pajamas.

Bai Yiyi frowned, looking at him, “Aren’t you going to turn on your phone to call back? We left like this, and I’m not sure what will happen with the wedding. If Qin Mu and An Lin don’t agree, wouldn’t we have stood up the guests?”

“They won’t.”

Gu Kai replied confidently, as if he knew Mo Xiuchen would definitely convince Qin Mu and that Qin Mu would definitely agree.

Bai Yiyi gave him an incredulous look, “Are you so sure?”

“Of course, I’ve known Mo Xiuchen for thirty years. If I was uncertain about this, how could I dare take you and run away from the wedding?”

“So tell me, if we hadn’t escaped the wedding, would Mo Xiuchen really have taken Jing Xiaocha on the honeymoon with you?”

Bai Yiyi still couldn’t believe it.

Gu Kai took her hand and led her towards the bathroom, a smile in his eyes, “Mo Xiuchen would definitely make Jing Xiaocha replace you, but he wouldn’t genuinely not let you come on the honeymoon with me.”

“So, he would still send me over.”

Bai Yiyi picked up the conversation, tilting her face slightly, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him.

Gu Kai nodded, and Bai Yiyi chuckled softly, “Then why did you run away from the wedding?”

“Why should I let Mo Xiuchen, that guy, replace my wife?” Gu Kai frowned slightly, displeased by her indifference.

Pulling Bai Yiyi into the bathroom, Gu Kai tossed the clothes onto a shelf, drew her into his arms, and lowered his head to kiss her.

“Stop it, bath and sleep.”

Bai Yiyi gently pushed against his firm chest.

Gu Kai chuckled lowly, his voice deep, “Yiyi, today’s our wedding night. Let’s do what we need to first, then sleep.”

“Oh… not now…”

Bai Yiyi’s words, Gu Kai understood, he wasn’t really intending to do anything with her, he just wanted to steal a good kiss.

**

G City, Chapel

Qin Mu, in formal attire, and An Lin, in a wedding dress, were exchanging vows and rings under the blessings of the guests and the witnesses of family and friends.

The thrilling scene on the viaduct that morning seemed like just a dream.

Looking at the man in front of her, with features as if carved, and a depth of emotion like the ocean, every cell in An Lin’s body was brimming with bubbles of happiness.

The man’s handsome features were magnified in her pupils, and the next moment, a familiar masculine scent filled with emotion covered her lips.

Instinctively, she raised her hand, wrapping it around his waist.

After the kiss ended, Qin Mu softly confessed in her ear, “Wife, I love you.”

An Lin’s lips curled into a sweet arc.

Happiness enveloped both her and him like a gigantic net.

However, the next moment, a sharp female voice came from the chapel door, “Qin Mu, return my son’s life!”

As the words fell, there was a gunshot!

Everything happened so suddenly. An Lin and Qin Mu turned simultaneously, watching as the bullet streaked towards them like lightning, almost without thinking, she intended to push Qin Mu away to take the bullet for him.

Qin Mu’s eyes changed, guessing her intention, he held her tighter, turning his body to shield her just as the bullet was about to hit her back.

The sound of the bullet penetrating flesh spread with a bloody taste in the air.

The old woman who fired the gun at the door was arrested by the security arranged by Mo Xiuchen, the gun was seized, and the old woman laughed hysterically upon seeing Qin Mu shot.

“Ah Mu.”

“Ah Mu!”

An Lin’s tears burst forth. Standing nearby, Mo Xiuchen and Luo Haofeng, along with Wen Jin, rushed forward to catch Qin Mu.

Father Qin and Mother Qin screamed in shock, and Mom An and Dad An hurriedly ran forward as well.

Blood flowed from Qin Mu’s back onto Mo Xiuchen’s hands, quickly dyeing his palms red. With Luo Haofeng and Wen Jin’s support, he carried Qin Mu on his back, shouted to prepare a car for the hospital, and ran toward the door.

“Ranran, call Dad.” Mo Xiuchen took two steps forward and instructed Wen Ran.

Wen Ran responded with a yes and immediately dialed her father’s number.

Today, Gu Yan was not working, but he was at the hotel entertaining guests and had not come to the chapel.

Jing Xiaocha and Fang Zhiwei, along with Feng Wanfeng, saw Wen Ran making a call and went up to support An Lin, comforting her not to worry; Qin Mu would be fine.

How could An Lin not be worried? Scenes of Qin Mu protecting her and taking the bullet with his own body kept flashing before her eyes. Her vision blurred, and she couldn’t see the red carpet beneath her feet but was eager to catch up.

The earlier dangerous moment on the viaduct, with everyone’s cooperation, no one got hurt.

Yao Dewei was shot dead by the police for resisting arrest; Lu Yunfei was captured and taken back to the police station.

They thought it was safe with one dead and one captured. But who would have thought they overlooked Yao Dewei’s mother?

Moreover, she had disguised herself as a seventy or eighty-year-old woman and mingled with the crowd, ultimately shooting and injuring Qin Mu.

Not only was it unexpected, but it was also dramatic, making it hard to believe it was real.

Half an hour later.

Wen Ran and others accompanied An Lin, along with her and Qin Mu’s parents, waiting outside the operating room.

“Master, our Ah Mu will be okay, right?” Mother Qin asked repeatedly, her eyes fixed intently on the closed doors of the operating room, not willing to blink.

Father Qin’s tone was calm, “It’ll be fine, Ah Mu is my son, he won’t be taken down by a single bullet.”

“Mom, wipe your tears.”

Despite having her own heart suspended high, An Lin forced herself to be strong, caring for both her parents and Qin Mu’s parents.

However, the tissue she handed over wasn’t accepted by Mother Qin. As her tear-filled gaze passed over An Lin, a clear resentment appeared in her eyes, “I don’t need it.”

“Mom, Ah Mu will be fine.”

An Lin didn’t mind Mother Qin’s cold demeanor towards her. Earlier, Qin Mu protected her, taking the bullet with his own body, she thought that’s why her mother-in-law felt uncomfortable.

“Ah Mu lost so much blood, how can he be fine.”

“Don’t talk like that, An Lin doesn’t want Ah Mu to be in trouble either, and she doesn’t want you to be sad, that’s why she’s kindly comforting you.” Father Qin interrupted Mother Qin before she could finish.

After he finished speaking, he turned to An Lin and said, “An Lin, don’t take your mom’s words to heart, she’s just worried about Ah Mu.”

Understandingly, An Lin nodded, “Dad, I know mom is too worried about Ah Mu.”

“An Lin, your condition is special, don’t keep standing, come sit here and wait.”

Nearby, Dad An’s voice sounded, his gaze swept across Mother Qin, and a hint of displeasure flashed in Dad An’s eyes. In his view, even though Qin Mu was injured today to protect An Lin, it’s the behavior expected of a husband and a true man.

Perhaps in An Lin and Qin Mu’s marriage, An Lin was the first to fall in love, as Dad An, who cherished his daughter dearly, always felt An Lin was the one making a concession.