Fated to My Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1532: Otherwise, Come Closer

"Whether you’re happy or not, you hit me all the same. I’ve actually grown used to it. If you want to punish me now, you can do it anytime. There’s no need to keep threatening me with words."

Mo Lan truly wasn’t afraid of death, always deliberately provoking his rage.

Qi Ruigang suddenly stood up, kicking the chair over with one foot.

"Fine, I won’t talk, I’ll take action! I refuse to believe I can’t handle you!"

He strode to her side, pushing the wheelchair towards the outside.

"Young Master, the Young Mistress is in poor health, please show mercy." A maid came over to grab the wheelchair, only to be kicked away by him.

"Get lost, it’s none of your business what I do!"

His sinister expression frightened everyone so much that nobody dared to come forward and plead.

Mo Lan lowered her eyes and smiled faintly, as she was always the most indifferent and composed person.

Qi Ruigang couldn’t stand to see her like this, it only fueled his rage!

He quickly pushed her to the shooting range and coldly ordered the servants, "Bring me my gun!"

The servant, trembling with fear, handed him the hunting rifle, and after loading it, he aimed it at Mo Lan—

"Young Master, please don’t!" a servant screamed in terror.

He sneered wickedly, "You’d all better shut up, otherwise if the bullet goes astray, it’ll be your fault!"

"..."

Mo Lan sat composedly, her indifferent gaze meeting his, "You want to shoot me dead? Go ahead, I’ve been wanting to die."

"Fine, I shall grant your wish," Qi Ruigang said icily.

They were about seven or eight meters apart. Qi Ruigang aimed at her and fired without hesitation!

"Bang——"

"Ah——"

Amidst the sound of gunfire, there were also the screams of the servants.

The bullet hit a target next to Mo Lan, missing her.

Mo Lan’s hands tightened slightly on her knees, saying she wasn’t nervous would be a lie, but she made sure not to show it.

Seeing no trace of panic on her face, Qi Ruigang’s eyes narrowed malevolently.

Mo Lan scoffed coldly, "Your gun technique is too inaccurate. I’m such a big target and you still can’t aim properly?"

"Bang——" Another shot was fired, hitting the dirt at her feet.

Mo Lan’s laughter became even more scornful, "Qi Ruigang, are you deliberately missing, or is your gun technique really that awful? Maybe you should get closer; that might improve your hit rate."

"Bitch!" Qi Ruigang fired two more shots by her side, then he took big strides forward, pressing the gun barrel against her forehead.

"See if I dare to shoot!" he growled through clenched teeth, a fierce and ruthless look flashing in his eyes.

Mo Lan saw the intent to kill in his eyes, she knew that this time he was really going to shoot.

"Go ahead." She slowly closed her eyes.

Qi Ruigang pulled the trigger fiercely—

But there were no bullets left...

Mo Lan broke out in a cold sweat and laughed loudly, "Qi Ruigang, where has all your ruthlessness gone? You’re becoming more merciful by the moment."

Qi Ruigang has always been ruthless, never showing mercy.

But these last few days, he was truly pathetic in front of Mo Lan.

According to his usual character, he would have shot her dead long ago. It would never have come to this point where she can mock and ridicule him.

He grabbed Mo Lan’s arm and dragged her towards the pond on the side!

"Not afraid to die, is that it? I want to see if you’re truly unafraid!"

He didn’t believe that she wouldn’t feel fear.

As long as she felt fear and begged for mercy, he would let her go. What he wanted was nothing more than her fear.

But why the hell was this woman not afraid of anything!

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