The gun in Xiao Chen's hand and the lunatic's hand sounded almost simultaneously, and Fang Liu fell to the ground.
Was she going to die? Was this the end for Fang Liu? Was she never going to see Mo Yu again?
Sorrow filled Fang Liu's heart. She didn't tell Mo Yu that she loved him and never wanted a divorce. Fang Liu wanted to live with him for the rest of her life.
Someone caught Fang Liu just as she was about to hit the ground. Fang Liu looked at the man's face with widened eyes. 'M-Mo Yu?!'
Mo Yu caught Fang Liu and fell to the ground, breaking the woman's fall. Fang Liu was in shock before hugging Mo Yu tightly. She screamed in joy and surprise, "Mo Yu, I'm so glad you're here!"
A split second later, Fang Liu realized that she wasn't dead. Mo Yu's lips were ashen, and his expression was unsightly. However, he tried his best to smile. "I-I'm here, baby…"
