Chapter 1412: Chapter 1335: Roll as Far as You Can

“Who asked for your rescue? Do I need your rescue? Am I yearning for your rescue?” Ye Ranran sneered: “Get as far away from me as you can.”

“I’ve brought what you wanted, now let her go.” Jun Mochan placed the documents on the ground and pushed them towards Song Jade.

There were appointment letters, as well as evidence to overturn the Song Family’s charges of bribery; with these, the Song Family could still be the same prestigious entity they’ve always been.

Song Jade didn’t even look at the documents, pulling out a pistol and aiming it at Jun Mochan’s heart: “Don’t you know what I want the most?”

The hidden figures like One couldn’t help moving forward, but Jun Mochan’s sharp gaze swept over, and everyone immediately stood still.

Ye Ranran closed her eyes.

Song Jade grabbed her and started to slowly retreat towards the window side.

Jun Mochan pressed on: “What are you trying to do?”

“I just want to see whether you are willing to trade your life for hers.” Song Jade said with a hint of amusement.

Quite an entertaining game, and so exhilarating.

Jun Mochan raised his hands: “You let her go, and I’ll trade places with her.”

Ye Ranran abruptly opened her eyes; she couldn’t believe what she was seeing: “Are you insane?”

Does he realize what he’s saying? Does he understand the danger?

“Is that so? Then you first put down the gun in your hand.”

Jun Mochan immediately threw the gun on the ground and raised his hands: “Alright, you can let her go now.”

Song Jade pulled the trigger: “Jun Mochan, you’re still too naive.”

The moment the bullet left the barrel, Ye Ranran threw herself forward, and blood bloomed like fresh flowers, turning Jun Mochan’s vision red.

Ye Ranran tightly grasped Song Jade, and the two of them rolled on the ground, rolling off the balcony.

The balcony had no railings to facilitate throwing corpses into the sea. Ye Ranran, holding onto Song Jade, fell downwards.

Jun Mochan rushed over, only managing to grab a piece of cloth.

“No.” Without a second thought, he tried to jump down after her.

“Young master.” One and Two gripped him tightly.

Ye Ranran looked at him and uttered her final words, not sure if he could hear.

The weather was overcast, the waves tumultuous, and the small figure quickly disappeared from sight.

A storm was about to arrive.

Jun Mochan knelt at the edge of the balcony, head bowed, appearing completely lifeless, his hand tightly clutching that blood-stained piece of cloth.

A yacht sailed two kilometers away from the villa, near a small island.

One of the people aboard complained: “Why did the young master want to come to this place? The heavy rain is about to start, why hasn’t he come up yet? Could something have happened?”

“Say less. Haven’t you noticed the young master has been in a bad mood lately? It’s good for him to get out and clear his mind; he’s been cooped up at home, practically suffocating.” The person next to him spoke.

The two of them didn’t blink once as they stared into the sea, afraid of missing something.

“But the rain is about to start, and with the waves this fierce, if the young master doesn’t come up soon, could something happen?” The first speaker said with concern.

Worry also appeared on the other person’s face: “Let’s wait a bit longer. If he doesn’t come up in ten minutes, I’ll go down and look for him.”

Just as those words were spoken, a sound of something breaking the surface of the water came from the side of the boat.

“Young master.” The two of them quickly ran over.

They stopped the yacht by the island, as a man walked out of the water, and only then did they realize he was holding someone in his arms.

The two exchanged glances, curiosity and confusion in their eyes.

The young master went down alone, so why was there an additional woman with him when he came up?

After all, the young master never saved anyone; he could be indifferent to irrelevant people dying right in front of him.

The man, as if not seeing the confusion in their eyes, carried the person onto the boat.