Chapter 1185: Bullet Went Through the Car Window, Almost Killing Me

Just as he finished speaking, the door of Gu's house was unlocked, and someone pushed the door open and came in. Xiao Mohan's tall figure appeared and walked towards the hall.

"Mohan?" Gu Chuyan heard the familiar footsteps and vaguely smelled a particularly pleasant smell in the air. She got up happily.

When she got up from the sofa and turned her head to see Xiao Mohan's figure, she ran forward quickly.

"Did you drink?" Xiao Mohan looked at her and smelled a faint smell of alcohol, and asked in a low voice.

Xiao Mohan raised his eyes, staring at Gu Chengdong with his deep black eyes. The two looked at each other but remained silent.

"Drank a little." Gu Chuyan said, Xiao Mohan reached out and held her little hand, gathered her hair, looked at Gu Chengdong and said, "I'll take her away."

Gu Chengdong listened, put his hands in his pockets, and said, "It's really late. S City is not peaceful recently."

"It's not peaceful." Xiao Mohan said something with a hint of meaning, and glanced at Gu Chengdong indifferently.

Ah Fu ran out, holding a box and handed it to her, saying, "I made some soup for the young master. The child should take care of himself, otherwise he will easily develop a disease."

"Okay." Gu Chuyan took the box and left with Xiao Mohan.

Gu Chengdong followed behind him, looking at Xiao Mohan's hand holding her shoulder, his deep black eyes sank slightly, and his emotions flashed.

"Wait, I have something to ask him, it will be soon." Xiao Mohan opened the car door, let her sit in, fastened her seat belt for her, looked up at Gu Chengdong, and said to her.

Gu Chuyan watched Xiao Mohan come forward and stand opposite Gu Chengdong. The two of them were talking about something.

Their voices were very low, so she didn't hear them.

"What is this?" Gu Chuyan looked at the car window, reached out and touched it, and found scratches. She couldn't help but be stunned for a few seconds, reached out and touched it again, and said in disbelief: "It's a bullet scratch. Could it be that someone was ambushed when I came here?"

Her fingertips rubbed there, and she was completely shocked.

Because she wasted some time talking to her subordinates, she didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment while driving. Now thinking back, maybe someone wanted to kill her.

But Xiao Mohan's car is bulletproof! No matter the body or the glass window, bullets can't break it, but it can leave scratches on the glass window. I guess the power of the bullet is very strong.

"Squeak" she reached out and took the car instrument panel and looked at it backwards.

Gu Chuyan stared at the screen. When she parked at Gu's house, there was a figure standing behind the tree. The bullet passed through the car window, but unfortunately it was bounced back.

At that time, she saw Gu Chengdong and was perhaps too careless and didn't notice it.

"Do you want to go shopping?" Xiao Mohan sat in the driver's seat and saw her holding the instrument panel. The man's silent black eyes swept across her fingertips.

He reached out to take it and put it back.

Xiao Mohan's black eyes seemed to sweep across the car window intentionally and unintentionally, and said nothing, as if he didn't know what happened.

"I don't want to go shopping anymore. I want to go back and see Xiao Yijue. Is his fever gone?" Gu Chuyan said softly.

On such an uneasy night, how could she be so willful? Besides, she felt distressed when she thought of Xiao Yijue's fever. How could she have the heart to play?

"Not yet." Xiao Mohan said, reversing the car and heading towards the hillside.

Along the way, Gu Chuyan was silent, and that scene emerged in her mind. If the car was not bulletproof, she would probably have been shot through.

Also, is someone following her? And she didn't notice it?

Back to the hillside, Gu Chuyan turned around, ran upstairs, and pushed open the door of the study.

The large study was particularly quiet. The little fox was lying on the edge of the sofa, sleeping soundly. The desk lamp on the table was dim, but it illuminated the sofa.