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Chapter 263: Paranoid Warlord and Vengeful Undercover (22)

Ruan Guannan's grip on the gun tightened slightly, and the murderous intent towards Pei Jingmo in his heart reached its peak.

She knew that she had been exposed in front of Pei Jingmo, but once her identity was leaked, she would not be able to avenge her family, let alone protect herself.

In this case, the only option is to eliminate the risk of exposure.

Ruan Guannan's voice was flat and he said calmly, "When did you start to doubt me?"

She wanted to let Pei Jingmo's guard down, but she was also a little curious.

Seeing that she seemed a little discouraged, Pei Jingmo gave up pretending, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, but the hand holding her neck showed no intention of loosening, and he spoke in a rare vicious tone:

"In the beginning."

Ruan Guannan's calm expression almost broke. If she had known that this guy had suspected her from the beginning, how could she not resist his coercion in order to pretend to be more convincing?

I'm afraid that when he was pushed down on the bed for the second time, she would kill him with a hairpin.

It was rare for Ruan Guannan to show her emotions so openly. Pei Jingmo instantly understood what she wanted to express from the expression on her face. His heart was blocked for a moment, but there was also a hint of an unconscious smile on his face.

Ruan Guannan seemed a little annoyed, and he loosened the grip of the pistol against his throat a little, and Pei Jingmo subconsciously loosened his grip as well.

"Since you suspected me so early, why didn't you expose me directly to Pei Shichang? I have been pretending in front of you for a while, which is a bit ridiculous."

Ruan Guannan became angrier and angrier as he thought about it, and turned around to face him and question him.

Pei Jingmo was stunned by her sudden anger. When she turned to face him, he subconsciously loosened his hands that were clasping her neck to make it easier for her to turn around.

Taking advantage of this moment, Ruan Guannan quickly opened the gun that was against his waist, pulled out a sharp hairpin from his sleeve and pointed it straight at his neck.

Pei Jingmo's eyebrows darkened, and he quickly reacted to block her attack. Ruan Guannan only made a feint, and changed direction when he raised his hand to block.

Pei Jingmo was certainly no pushover, and his reaction speed was beyond ordinary people. He directly elbowed her wrist, but the hairpin still stabbed his shoulder hard.

The shot didn't kill her, and Ruan Guannan knew she had no chance. The muzzle of the gun against her temple didn't allow her to move at all.

She didn't choose to shoot because she was afraid of alerting more people. But she wasn't sure whether Pei Jingmo would shoot, especially after she hurt him.

Ruan Guannan did not hold back when he hit her with the hairpin, it was fast and fierce. If Pei Jingmo had not missed the target, the hairpin would have pierced her heart by now.

Pei Jingmo endured the severe pain in his shoulder, his brows gloomy, and stared into the eyes of the person in front of him, as if he wanted to see her helplessness and regret from them.

But no, there was only coldness and numbness in his eyes, and he looked much more ruthless than Pei Jingmo.

A hairpin was deeply inserted into his shoulder, and the exposed part was covered by a slender white hand. He had played with these hands countless times in bed, but now they became a sharp weapon piercing his heart, causing him so much pain that he could hardly breathe.

Strangely, Pei Jingmo's first reaction was not anger, but a vague sense of regret, regret for revealing her identity.

Even if it was just a disguise, it was at least alive. Emotions like anger, fear, and shame were common, and there was a bright glow in her eyes.

But now, when Pei Jingmo looked again, there was nothing.

Neither of them spoke, and if it weren't for the occasional heavy breathing, Ruan Guannan would have thought that his attack had missed.

But with the moonlight outside, she saw a fine layer of sweat oozing from Pei Jingmo's forehead, which was caused by the pain. His lips looked even paler under the moonlight, but he just held on without saying a word.

The blood from his shoulder continued to flow, soaking the dark, straight military uniform and splashing drop by drop onto the floor.

Compared to the pain in his shoulder, he felt that her indifferent and callous attitude towards him made him feel more uncomfortable.

Pei Jingmo smiled bitterly, leaned against the wall with his back, and leaned close to her ear, whispering, "How can you be so cruel..."

How could you be so cruel to him and not care about him at all?

Pei Jingmo rested his forehead on her shoulder, and spoke in a weak voice, "Do you hate me so much? But I am on your side..."

He thought, she probably hated him to the core. After all, he had forced her so much before, if it wasn't for disguise, she would have killed him long ago.

Ruan Guannan's eyes were slightly disturbed, but Pei Jingmo didn't see it. As he lost too much blood, his vision began to blur.

Pei Jingmo felt bitter and inexplicably aggrieved in his heart. While he was still conscious, he turned his head slightly, leaned over, and kissed the corner of her lips slowly and firmly.

Ruan Guannan was startled and subconsciously wanted to push him away, but Pei Jingmo was already seriously injured and was at the end of his strength. Before she could push him away, he could no longer hold on and fell into a pool of blood.

Ruan Guannan finally reached out and caught his falling body. It was clearly the best opportunity to "kill him while he's sick", but Ruan Guannan did not do it.

Maybe it was because Pei Jingmo could have killed her many times just now, but he didn't.

It might also be because she was somewhat moved by what he had just said, “I will stand by her side.” In any case, Ruan Guannan still hesitated.

She supported the person and stood there for a long time. The coldness on her face was gradually replaced by anxiety and helplessness. Finally, she helped the person walk to the bed.

After putting the man on the bed, Ruan Guannan turned on the light and could clearly see the sweat on the man's face and his pale lips due to excessive blood loss. His shoulder was stained with blood and looked horrible.

Ruan Guannan's hands were also stained with blood, and she could even vaguely recall the warmth of his blood flowing from the wound to her hands.

Looking at the unconscious man, Ruan Guannan's eyes flickered with emotion. She thought that if Pei Jingmo died in her yard, she would also die.

Since Pei Jingmo did not reveal her identity, he must have some purpose towards her, so he should not touch her easily.

After thinking it through, Ruan Guannan no longer hesitated and took out the medicines and gauze that he usually hid for emergency use.

She decisively cut open his military uniform with scissors, gritted her teeth and slowly pulled out the hairpin. Even though Pei Jingmo was unconscious, he still subconsciously groaned in pain and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Ruan Guannan quickly covered his mouth with his hands, fearing that he would scream.

With his other hand, he used a clean cloth to wipe away the blood, sprinkled some hemostatic powder on it, and then wrapped the wound around his shoulder with gauze.

After the matter was handled, not only Pei Jingmo, but also Ruan Guannan himself had a layer of sweat on his forehead.

Seeing that he was still breathing, Ruan Guannan directly spread the soiled bedding on the floor and then moved the man down without mercy.

After the room fell into darkness, Ruan Guannan placed the pistol under his pillow, closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.

And in a place where she couldn't see, after noticing that the person on the bed had a steady breathing, Pei Jingmo slowly opened his eyes, slightly turned his head to look in the direction of the bed, his eyes slightly curved, and the smile on the corner of his mouth carried a hint of weak tenderness.

He kept looking for a long time before he could no longer hold on and closed his eyes, but the smile on his lips never faded.