Midnight Schemes and Stolen Dreams Chapter 3

moment.

The situation was tense and there was a sense of anxiety in the air.

It was as if on the vast grassland, ferocious beasts confronted each other, showing their sharp claws, fighting for prey, and would not give up until the last moment.

Luna Collins saw that Leo Whitmore's fingers on the trigger were bent, and the wrinkles on the knuckles were deepening. He was exerting force. She instantly grabbed his hand, pressed the gun down, and exclaimed---

"elder brother!"

Others don’t know Blackwood Fu’s true identity, but she knows!

That's the godfather of the Collins family!

If anything happens to Blackwood Fu...

It's not just a personal grudge!

Neither the Collins family nor the Mo family will give up.

As the largest families in their respective countries, it would be best if they could live in peace with each other and not interfere with each other. If a conflict really occurs, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Yueyue, let go."

Leo Whitmore's voice was cold and his eyes were even colder; he was really angry.

"Brother...listen to me." Luna Collins forced herself to calm down, and held Leo Whitmore's hand tightly, trying to calm him down as well. "It's just going to the hospital. Besides, I was the one who hurt him, so I should go with him."

"no."

Leo Whitmore said with absolute determination.

"I'm worried about you going."

He hated to see her compromise the most.

In the eyes of everyone in the Mo family, Luna Collins should be a little princess who is pampered and spoiled, a rose raised in a greenhouse.

Normally, the brother and sister fight and quarrel with each other, but when it comes to danger, even if it is only a small danger, as an older brother, he will never let his sister take the risk and suffer the slightest harm.

"I..."

"Brother, let me go."

Luna Collins spoke up, interrupting his refusal, her tone firm and her eyes tough.

Leo Whitmore was silent for a moment.

He knew that she had always had her own opinions, and once she made up her mind about something, it would be difficult to change it. Since she had decided to go, he had no way of interfering.

He clenched his fist, thought for a while, and finally put the gun in her hand, whispering: "Take good care of the location, I will send someone to follow you."

"good."

"He won't hurt me."

"It's hard to say."

Luna Collins put away the gun, turned around, and raised his chin slightly towards Blackwood Fu, "Let's go."

Blackwood Fu is very self-conscious.

He put away his arrogance and hid the murderous coldness in his eyes, and looked lazy again.

He obediently held out his hand and let her hold on.

Behind him, Leo Whitmore looked at the figure that was gradually going away, with a cold look in his eyes. He glanced at the culprit - the gun that went off accidentally. He signaled with his eyes and took the gun.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the smooth lines of the gun. He couldn't see any problems from the outside, so he thought carefully.

Blackwood Fu is a genius in firearms design.

Could the gun he handed over really make such a stupid and low-level mistake as accidentally firing?

The seminar room was some distance away from the parking lot, and the further Luna Collins walked, the more he felt something was wrong.

etc!

How come he clearly injured his hand and couldn't walk anymore? He still needed her to support him!

Moreover, she was confronting her brother just now. She looked so domineering and didn't look like someone who was so weak that she couldn't walk!

Although she was supporting him, the force he put on her was not strong.

But...it's just weird.

Luna Collins kept walking and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Blackwood Fu, I suggest you walk like a person with bones."

"My hands hurt and I have no strength."

Luna Collins was helpless, but raised her lips, curved her eyebrows, and asked him, "Then Sir Collins, how about I carry you on my back?"

Blackwood Fu was amused by her tone and the corners of his eyes slightly raised.

"That's not impossible."

Luna Collins heard his matter-of-fact tone, thinking that he was a wounded man, and resisted the urge to beat him up: "Do you think I'm Zhu Bajie, can I carry my wife on my back?"

"If you want to be Zhu Bajie, that's not impossible."

"Blackwood Fu!"

Luna Collins glared at him and angrily shoved the car keys into his hand, "Go by yourself."

Although she said this, she did not stop and did not withdraw her hand.

Typical of someone who is tough on the outside but soft on the inside.

Not too proud.

Blackwood Fu chuckled, his tone was a bit coaxing, "Don't be angry, take me to the hospital, okay?"

"My hands hurt, I have no strength, and I can't drive."

Luna Collins was annoyed and directly retorted with what he had said.

Her expression and her appearance are like a proud little wild cat, who needs careful coaxing before she will be touched, hugged and K!ssed.

But Blackwood Fu just fell for her trick.

A low laugh escaped from his throat, and instead of continuing to coax her, he spread out her soft hand with his fingers, put the car key back in her palm, and gently pressed it.

"May I?"

Luna Collins felt soft-hearted for no reason.

She snorted softly, held the car keys, raised her chin slightly, and said, "Since you are so sincere, I will reluctantly agree to it."

He clearly wanted to compromise but he pretended to be tough.

Why is his little moon so adorable...

She is almost the same as before, still arrogant and likes to act like a spoiled brat.

Luna Collins took him into the car.

The European-style street scene was reflected in the car window, passing by quickly. She saw a car following her from a distance in the rearview mirror. It was the car sent by Leo Whitmore.

She thought about it and said, "My brother also wants to protect me. I hope you understand."

"Um."

Blackwood Fu leaned back in his chair and responded calmly.

The car soon arrived at the hospital owned by the Collins family.

As soon as he got off the car, Luna Collins saw from afar the gentleman whom he had met in Fangting Green before. He still wore the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose and looked very elegant. There was a doctor beside him. He had his hands hanging naturally and folded in front of him, waiting respectfully at the exit of the parking lot.

"Ms. Mo."

Howard greeted Luna Collins first, then looked at Blackwood Fu, "Mr. Collins."

Luna Collins felt that he had already sent him to the hospital and could retire now. He said hello to Howard and prepared to leave.

Just turned around.

There is more strength in the wrist.

She lowered her eyes. His fingers were long and slender, with distinct joints. There was a faint ring mark on his ring finger, which was bent in a beautiful arc and clasped on her wrist.

"Don't go."

The temperature was transmitted through the fingers.

Luna Collins's heart beat inexplicably faster and her lips moved slightly.

"Okay, I'll stay."

Blackwood Fu was satisfied. A hint of reluctance flashed across his eyes, but quickly disappeared, and he slowly let go.

He wanted to keep holding it.

Feel her body temperature and the delicateness of her skin.

but...

Not yet.

At least not now, I can't scare her now.