Lu Hechen stood in front of Weilan, his tall figure completely shielding her, unafraid of all the guns pointing at him. He stared at this group of armed soldiers with a cold sharpness in his eyes.
Weilan stood behind him, the scent from him so familiar to her.
And now, they were no longer husband and wife.
He actually didn't need to stand in front of her.
Weilan wanted to step out, but Lu Hechen noticed. He reached back and grabbed her tightly, signaling for her to stay behind him.
Weilan paused, unable to do anything but remain hidden behind him.
"Do you want to experience what a bullet feels like?" That person sneered, "I'm on a mission."
"If you dare, go ahead. But by tomorrow, no, today at the same time, there will be news on the national internet about your intrusion into a private residence," Lu Hechen spoke calmly, his tone cold and sharp, "If you and your superiors can withstand the consequences of this spreading, then shoot."
