It was far more intense to interact with Qin Miaomiao as the leading man than eting her as an ordinary friend. Often, he found himself lost in thought watching her. Deep down, he knew Qin Miaomiao was now married and even had a child. His real intent was just to watch her from afar; nothing else mattered.
Unexpectedly... she still found out.
"Starting tomorrow, we probably won’t et again."
Rong Lan muttered to himself, a sense of lancholy in his gaze, carefully reminiscing about the recent ti spent in the hospital. He had indeed heard what the doctor said, but his family didn’t want him to worry, so they didn’t tell him.
"Three months is enough ti to accomplish many things."
Mumbling to himself, Rong Lan thought clearly and decided to go find Qin Miaomiao and explain everything.
Speaking of which, Qin Miaomiao was still very conflicted. She was trapped in a whirlpool of self-reproach, and her mood had beco gloomy. In retrospect, she could still notice so details.
"Rong Lan’s assistant always seed hesitant to speak each ti he saw . When I asked him, he acted as if nothing was wrong. The more this happened, the more worried I beca about his health."
Out of guilt, Qin Miaomiao was always gentle with Rong Lan. Her attitude towards him was always sowhat more than friends but less than confidants.
"Forget it, since there’s no avoiding it, I might as well talk to him properly."
Qin Miaomiao said, turning to go inside, but just as she took a step, soone blocked her path. She looked in surprise at the man in a black mask in front of her and was about to speak when soone covered her mouth from behind helplessly.
Sensing she was in trouble, Qin Miaomiao began to struggle desperately, her legs lifted off the ground, leaving her unable to exert any strength. At this mont, she saw Rong Lan approaching from not far away.
"Rong... Lan!"
Biting the hand covering her, Qin Miaomiao finally managed to shout out Rong Lan’s na.
Hearing the sound, Rong Lan was imdiately shocked. He saw Qin Miaomiao carried over soone’s shoulder, resembling a preditated kidnapping.
"Who are you! Let her go!"
Rong Lan panicked, his entire being rushing forward.
Tall and strong, yet with formidable physical strength, Rong Lan was no match for the two n. Including the driver in the car, there were three n altogether. All wearing baseball caps and masks, obviously trying to avoid surveillance systems.
Qin Miaomiao watched as Rong Lan fought with them, ending with their punches landing on him.
She couldn’t bear to see this, her mouth was gagged, her hands tied behind her, and her legs bound, rendering her immobile.
Rong Lan found himself physically exhausted, gradually losing ground. He could only desperately protect his head, trying to prevent their punches from hitting it. Knowing his health wasn’t good, he soon collapsed on the ground, and as the punches landed, he too was tied up and shoved into the back with Qin Miaomiao.
"Mmm..."
Only able to make muffled sounds, Qin Miaomiao’s tear-filled eyes were filled with anxiety, seeing the bruises on Rong Lan’s face and the blood at his mouth. She was more worried about him than herself, aware Rong Lan could not defeat these clearly trained n lying beside her.
The car quickly vanished into the night.
Lin Xiaoxiao answered a call at the wrap party. Coming out of the restroom, she noticed Qin Miaomiao was gone. Returning to the table, she saw everyone else was exchanging toasts, even the usually quiet Rong Lan was absent. She called Qin Miaomiao, discovering the phone rang, but no one answered.
"That’s odd, I was away for only a mont and now both of them are gone."
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