Chapter 781
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Suddenly, Mochen turned the steering wheel and drove to the right side of the lane, stopping in the emergency lane.
The man who had been tailing them glanced at them, passed them and went to the front.
Mochen closed the car door, returned to the lane and continued driving.
Weiwei heaved a sigh of relief and looked at Xiang Mochen. "Is everything alright now?"
Mochen said, "I think we've fooled them for now."
Weiwei looked at Xiang Mochen and suddenly felt that she did not understand him at all.
His mental fortitude was not just ordinarily good!
After a while, they arrived at the toll booth.
They saw the car turn around and go back.
It was obvious that they were waiting for a hare.
They were initially suspicious of them, but a certain someone's award-winning performance temporarily resolved the crisis.
But …
She glanced at Mochen.
His expression was still cold.
So the remaining hour's drive would not be very peaceful?
Mochen glanced at her. "Be good, close your eyes and rest for a while."
Weiwei was speechless.
She could not do it at a time like this!
Mochen said in a low voice, "It's okay, I'm here."
Weiwei glanced at Mochen and closed her eyes.
Mochen queued up and waited for the toll booth to pass. He leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.
Soon, the car in front of them passed.
Mochen drove past ETC.
Weiwei turned her face in Xiang Mochen's direction and closed her eyes.
Mochen looked down and saw that Weiwei had been holding the gun tightly.
He retracted his gaze and called He Lianxiao. "There's a black jeep in front of the Qiushan toll booth. It should be someone from the assassin organization. They're waiting for me to return to the Capital. They'll determine the location and wait for me to arrive at the Capital before taking action."
The Capital!
He Lianxiao's expression changed when he heard that. "Didn't we agree to return to Southport?"
Mochen said in a low voice, "We're worried about Little Pomelo and the little fellow."
He Lianxiao took a deep breath and said nothing more.
However, the time bomb in Weiwei's room was discovered. The killers should have guessed that they might return to the capital, so there should be people waiting along the way.
That was why he told them to go to Southport.
But they were worried about Little Pomelo and the little fellow …
He took a deep breath and whispered, "Be careful on the road."
Fortunately, they had already passed one.
However, from the looks of it, there was more than one person. There were at least two Dangerous Grade assassins.
Since one was left on the route where the military vehicle had an accident, was the other one on the route where the convoy had an accident?
Hopefully, they would not encounter any more trouble along the way and would be able to safely return to the Presidential Palace.
An hour later, Mochen drove into the capital city.
Weiwei gasped and looked at Xiang Mochen.
Mochen didn't say anything. At the red light, he stopped the car, held her face, and kissed her lips.
Thirty seconds later, he let go of her and continued driving.
Weiwei sat there, her heart still pounding. She looked in Xiang Mochen's direction. "Why did you kiss me all of a sudden?"
Mochen asked in a low voice, "Do I need a reason?"
Weiwei was speechless.
She looked at Mochen for a long time, unable to make a sound.
Mochen reached out and held her hand tightly in his palm.
He didn't want her to live such a life of fear with him, so …
He glanced sideways at Weiwei.
Even if he couldn't attend the wedding in a month's time, he wanted to prevent any future troubles for them.
Weiwei felt that there was something wrong with his gaze and asked softly, "Why do you keep staring at me?"
Mochen said, "Can't you look good?"
Weiwei said, "I know I'm good looking."
Mochen said in a low voice, "So narcissism is contagious."
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