The Schoolgirl Secret Agent

The words of the cloud note were clearly heard by everyone present, stirring up fear in everyone’s faces.

Almost at the same time, Lin Xingyuan was so scared that his face trembled, his lips and teeth trembled slightly, and his sharp eyes became listless in an instant.

“You Kill, kill... kill him...”Lin Xingyuan was so scared that people wanted to hide behind the guests.

“My dear, I, I’m scared...”at this moment, Zhang Xiaomei, who thought she was smart and even ran to call for the bodyguard, grabbed Lin Xingyuan with a shocked and terrified face and hid behind Lin Xingyuan.

“My dear, save me! I’m Scared! That woman is too scary! She can kill... She can kill!”Zhang Xiaomei said as she grabbed Lin Xingyuan’s hand and sent him to the cloud paper.

Lin Xingyuan saw her timid and scared look. Suddenly, his expression changed. Zhang Xiaomei pushed him towards the cloud tablet out of fear. It was Lin Xingyuan himself who held on with all his might to stabilize himself.

Initially, he had asked Zhang Xiaomei to be his mistress because not only was she young, but she also said that she loved him. She said that he would give up everything, even his life, for him.

If a bad person appeared one day, she would definitely be the first to stand in front of him and protect him.

Lin Xingyuan had heard these words back then. When he looked at Zhang Xiaomei’s swearing face, he really believed her. He felt that she was an innocent and pure girl. She truly loved him and was willing to die for him.

However, if the Yunjian really wanted to kill them, not only did Zhang Xiaomei run over and hide behind him, she also kept pushing him towards the Yunjian.

If Lin Xingyuan had not steadied himself, he would have already pounced towards Yun Jian!

One could imagine what would happen after Yun Jian killed a bodyguard and fell over, hitting the muzzle of his gun!

At that moment, Lin Xingyuan’s head suddenly shook. His face suddenly trembled. He suddenly recalled that more than ten years ago, there was a daughter whom he loved to the bone who grabbed his hand and calmly said to him,

“Daddy! Yueyue loves you! It’s the kind of love that a daughter has for her father! In the future, if Daddy is in danger, Yueyue will definitely rush to Daddy first. No matter how many demons and monsters there are, Yueyue will defeat them all!”

The scene changed. He and his daughter were blocked by a big wolfhound. The little daughter stood in front of the Big Wolfhound and stopped it. She said to him who was standing behind her, “Daddy, don’t be afraid. Yueyue is here! Yueyue will always protect you!”

However, the daughter who once stood in front of him and said that she would always protect him would never have the chance to stand in front of him and say something that was once young and tender, but moved people’s hearts.

Never...

Never again...

When did the daughter, who he once regarded as a treasure in his hands, become one of his many sons and daughters, becoming a dispensable existence?

The child who stood in front of him whenever there was danger, the child who stretched out her small hand fearlessly...

Now, she had become the ashes in front of the mourning hall that even a small hand could carry over.

Perhaps with a gust of wind, that small handful of ashes would disappear into every corner of this world, never to be found again.

Lin Xingyuan suddenly remembered that there were traces of tears in his eyes. He suddenly shouted, “Yueyue!”, turned around, pushed Zhang Xiaomei away, and rushed towards the mourning hall of the Lin family’s villa.

Almost at the same time, Lin Xingyuan ran while kneeling in front of Lin Jiaoyue’s mourning hall. His brows were furrowed into a wave, and his tears did not stop flowing.

God would not easily forgive someone who had done something wrong.

If he had done something wrong, he would have to pay the same price to exchange for it.

The cloud paper tilted its head and looked through the door of the Lin family’s villa to take a deep look at Lin Jiaoyue’s last photo in front of the mourning hall. Then, it turned around and left without a trace of nostalgia.

He walked and cherished it.

Once a person missed it, they would never meet again.

This was fate.