Wang Qiansheng's face was ashen as death.

How could it be Mo Ran, how could it be her!

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. Wang Qiansheng's eyes were filled with tears and he couldn't believe the scene before him.

No, it’s not Mo Ran, how could it be Mo Ran!

If Mo Kai had revealed his inner secret without any ambiguity before, he could have pretended to deny it, but at this moment, he no longer had the utter disregard and arrogance he had just now.

The face covered with blood was obviously shaken.

"Xiao Ran!" Wang Qiansheng roared.

With this sound, his mask of indifference was torn apart, and the unwilling and uncontrollable emotions that had been hidden in his heart for many years burst out in an instant.

His voice was accompanied by thunder, and under the power of the black crackle, it became even more sad and desolate.

This sound also brought Mo Kai and Qiao An back from their thoughts. Mo Kai's steps were a little unsteady.

How could that woman lying on the deck be...his sister?!

Mo Kai's heart was shaken. The joy of Qiao An appearing in front of him intact had not yet been digested. At this moment, he fell into another kind of sadness again.

Mo Kai recognized that red dress as belonging to Qiao An. He even personally selected it for her Qiao An before going to the airport. How could it be worn on Mo Ran?

Not far away, Ning Bin, who was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, also had a look of astonishment. He clearly remembered that the person he was looking at in the warehouse was Qiao An. When did the person change?

Could it be...

Ning Bin took a deep breath. Could it be that the warehouse caught fire for no reason and he left briefly?

Qiao An choked up and spoke concisely, "Mo Kai, it was Sister Mo Ran who saved me. She changed my clothes."

Wang Qiansheng's ears buzzed because of Qiao An's words.

He struggled wildly, trying to get in front of the red body, but was pushed heavily to the deck by the police officer.

Even though they were only a few steps away, he could only watch helplessly and said over and over again: "Why are you so stupid, Xiao Ran? Why would you rather die than stand by my side? Are you punishing me?" Really? Are you punishing me with death?"

The clear and clear man seemed to have aged in an instant, and no longer had the slightest bit of pride at all. "Xiao Ran, if there is a next life, don't know me."

"boom!"

Wang Qiansheng fell to the ground, and his hand pulled the gun pointed at him by the police officer.

Blood flowed down his head, and his eyes were always staring in the direction of Mo Ran.

Don't die with peace of mind.

The Boston police officer who had his gun taken away twice looked confused and uttered the word "fuck" for a long time.

The wind and rain howled, and the blood on the deck was quickly washed away. Police officers were cleaning up the scene.

Soon, it seemed like nothing had ever happened here.

Gali, this sinful port, came to an end in this way.

A few months later.

A man wearing a turtleneck cashmere sweater stood in front of the window. The light and shadow climbing into the room from the window made his face three-dimensional and deep, and the gold-rimmed glasses made him look extremely elegant and noble.

"Well, let's wait until An An gives birth. It's almost here. The due date is less than a month away." He put one hand in his pocket and talked on the phone, his voice as deep as water.

At the other end of the corridor, a woman who moved a little clumsily but still had a graceful figure was leaning closer and closer.

As if sensing something, the man slowly turned around, took out his hand from his trouser pocket, and gently took the woman into his arms.
Chapter completed!