Xia Wan’an was panting as she ran to the entrance of the residential complex, where the enthusiastic delivery guy that Song Youman had ntioned happened to be carrying Song Youman out from inside.
Seeing Song Youman, Xia Wan’an finally felt her heart settle down. She hung up the phone and took two quick steps forward, "Youman..."
Xia Wan’an hadn’t finished uttering the word "man" when the delivery guy holding Song Youman spoke. His tone had beco much more severe than when he was speaking with Song Youman earlier, "Don’t move."
"You—"
Xia Wan’an had only said a word when the delivery guy, with his voice lowered, quickly said, "I told you not to move, so don’t. She’s in my hands. If I let go, she could fall to the ground, and it’s very likely she’ll lose both lives."
As he spoke, he actually made a move to loosen his grip, which imdiately scared Xia Wan’an into standing still, not daring to move.
Song Youman, pale with pain and weak all over, looked at the delivery guy in astonishnt. The delivery guy didn’t pay any attention to her gaze and kept staring intently at Xia Wan’an, "Now, do whatever I say."
"First, take out your phone and turn it off."
Xia Wan’an complied.
"Good," the delivery guy seed quite satisfied with Xia Wan’an’s compliance and continued, "Do you see that white car to your left? Now, act nonchalant and walk over to it..."
Xia Wan’an did as she was told.
As Xia Wan’an made her way to the car, the delivery guy followed closely behind with Song Youman in his arms, "Open the driver’s side door, and put your phone on top of it..."
Xia Wan’an knew he was preventing her from calling the police. But she couldn’t do otherwise, for Song Youman was in his hands. She couldn’t gamble, and wouldn’t gamble.
After Xia Wan’an placed her phone on the driver’s seat, the delivery guy spoke again, "Now, open the rear door and get into the car."
The second Xia Wan’an got into the car and settled down, the delivery guy callously stuffed the excruciatingly pained Song Youman into the vehicle.
"Youman!" Xia Wan’an reached out instinctively and pulled Song Youman into her embrace.
Song Youman trembled with pain, leaning on Xia Wan’an’s shoulder. She tried to speak several tis but couldn’t make a sound.
Song Youman’s phone had fallen into the delivery guy’s hands as soon as Xia Wan’an appeared.
After shoving Song Youman into the car, the delivery guy imdiately turned off her phone, then sat in the driver’s seat, buckled up, and started the car.
He stepped hard on the accelerator, and the car lurched forward violently, making Song Youman shake severely. Xia Wan’an quickly protected her, "Youman, are you alright?"
Song Youman was drenched in sweat, her lips pale, but she still nodded at Xia Wan’an, "I, I’m okay..."
After a pause, Song Youman whispered, "An’an, I’m sorry, it seems like I’ve dragged you into this... I..."
Before Song Youman could finish her words, Xia Wan’an put her hand over Song Youman’s mouth, "Youman, close your eyes, rest, and don’t be afraid. No matter what happens, I will be with you..."
The delivery guy driving the car heard the conversation between the two won and let out a cold "Heh" in laughter.
Hearing the noise, Xia Wan’an lifted her head and gave him a cold sideways glance.
...
None of the three people in the car noticed that, as they drove onto the main road, a sports car followed behind them.
PS: The 10 Chapters promised to everyone have already reached 8. Without any mishaps, there will be 6 more after I wake up—well, 6 for now, but I might add a few more hehe. Also, guess who’s following the car? Guess correctly and win a signed souvenir~~~
PPS: Let recomnd a new book by our Big Cat at ho, "Sweet Little Cute Consort," written by ’The Cat Who Forgot to Breathe’~~ As long as you support Big Cat, I will love you all! Haha~~~
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