Runaway Wife: Please, Have Another Baby!
Chapter 165 - 166: Get Dressed and Go

Chapter 165: Chapter 166: Get Dressed and Go

It’s just a pity that the woman in front of him proved to be far more skilled than he had anticipated; not only did he fail to succeed, but Gan Yuan hit him several times in a row.

Once again dodging the opponent’s blade, Gan Yuan propped herself up on the desk with one hand, leapt up, and kicked fiercely onto the side of the opponent’s face with her right foot.

The man was sent flying, a tooth along with flesh and blood flew out of his mouth, smashing into the study, as the man slid out, crashing onto the ground.

Gan Yuan hopped off the table and chased after him, picking up the gun from the ground with efficiency, and aimed it at the man’s face.

Behind her, footsteps hurriedly approached; Gan Yuan turned her head and saw Huangfu Jue wrapped in just a blanket, charging into the bedroom.

Regaining consciousness, not seeing her and hearing noises outside, he immediately rushed out to check.

"Gan Yuan!"

Seeing the chaos in the room, he called out her name anxiously, striding towards the direction of the study.

Hearing his voice, Gan Yuan inwardly frowned; her bad luck was persistent. How could this guy wake up so quickly?

Seizing the opportunity of her distraction, the man previously thrown into the study suddenly rose, flinging the knife in his hand.

The blade flew from his hand, aiming straight for Huangfu Jue’s chest.

"Be careful!"

Watching the cold blade arc through the air, Gan Yuan shouted a warning, dashed forward in a burst of speed, and pushed Huangfu Jue out of the way.

Both of them fell to the ground together as the blade grazed past her arm and struck into the cabinet door on the opposite side.

The knife’s tip sank deep into the cabinet door, its handle still trembling—showing the force, one could imagine how, had such a stab landed at a vital spot, it would cause serious injury if not death.

Knowing that the timing tonight was unfavorable, the man dragged his injured body to his feet, making for the window to escape.

Gan Yuan turned around, pulled the trigger, and a bullet shot out of the chamber, hitting the joint behind the man’s knee.

The man’s right leg gave out, and he braced himself against the wall to avoid collapsing to the ground.

The fellow was a tough character; shot in the leg, he still dragged himself toward the window to escape.

Grabbing her hand, Huangfu Jue pressed down on her finger on the trigger, firing a second bullet which struck the man squarely in the back.

The man swayed and fell heavily to the ground.

Knowing that this shot had struck the man’s heart and that he had no chance of surviving, Huangfu Jue quickly propped himself up and supported her arm.

"Are you hurt?"

Without waiting for her answer, his gaze had already caught the large patch of blood on her gray sweatpants.

Frowning, he grabbed the loose fabric of the pant leg around her thigh.

On her pale and straight calf, there was a knife wound about five to six centimeters long, the flesh peeled open, and blood was oozing from the wound.

His brows immediately knitted tightly; he tore off the towel around himself and wrapped it around her leg as he yelled out loudly.

"Someone come!"

There was no response.

When he had brought Gan Yuan in earlier, he had already ordered everyone to "clear off," and the bodyguards were not ones to disobey.

As soon as the two of them had entered, they had all hidden far away at both ends of the corridor.

"Damn it!"

Cursing, he picked her up, intending to rush to the door.

"Let go!" Gan Yuan jumped out of his arms, landing on one leg on the ground, and took a quick glance at his body, "Go put on some clothes."

He was initially covered only with a blanket, and now it was wrapped around her leg. Did he really intend to run out like that?

Grabbing her arm, Huangfu Jue settled her on the sofa, then turned and dashed into the room.

Bracing herself on the armrest of the sofa, Gan Yuan got to her feet, limping quickly towards the exit.

Such a wound was nothing serious; the most important thing was to leave quickly.

She had just picked up the hard drive that had fallen on the floor when the man re-emerged.