“An Nuan!” On the other end of the phone came Ye Jinghuai’s hurried voice.
Ye Jinghuai was holding his phone, his whole body shaking.
"An Nuan, answer me!" Ye Jinghuai's voice was clearly somewhat out of control.
Qin Jiang was by Ye Jinghuai's side at this moment.
He looked at Ye Jinghuai's expression.
What on earth had happened that would make Brother Huais voice change like this?
The Ye Jinghuai from before would never be so...tense.
Just as Qin Jiang was about to open his mouth...
Ye Jinghuai clenched his phone tightly and said to him, "Something happened to An Nuan. Go find out right now which section of road between An's Group headquarters and my villa had a major traffic accident. Where exactly did the accident happen, were there any surveillance cameras nearby, and if so, have someone pull up the footage. Also, prepare the private jet to fly back to Qing City immediately!"
Qin Jiang wanted to ask something but when he saw Ye Jinghuai's expression, he truly couldn't get any words out.
He nodded in acquiescence.
He took out his phone and walked to the side to swiftly make arrangements.
At this moment, Ye Jinghuai hurriedly dialed another number.
The call connected quickly on the other end. "Brother Huais"
"Isn't Tong Zhitong still in the capital city?" Ye Jinghuai asked straight away.
"I don't know," Ye Jingxuan said frankly. "We broke up."
"Contact Tong Zhitong for me and call me if you reach her."
"Did something happen?" Ye Jingxuan couldn't help but ask.
In all these years, he had never felt Ye Jinghuai be nervous before. At this moment, the feeling he was giving off was completely different from usual.
Just what had happened that could make the eternally unchanging Ye Jinghuai sound so different even when he spoke!
"I suspect Tong Zhitong made a move against An Nuan."
Ye Jingxuan was clearly stunned for a moment.
So.
Tong Zhitong still chose to walk down a dead end after all.
He said, "Alright, I'll go find Tong Zhitong right away."
"Call me or Qin Jiang if you have any updates."
"Got it."
Ye Jinghuai abruptly hung up the phone.
Just then, Qin Jiang also walked over with a grave expression. "People have already been sent to investigate where the accident happened. I've also had them pull up traffic surveillance footage from across Qing City from when the accident happened until now. Brother Huais, shall we leave now?"
"Leave now!"
Qin Jiang watched as Ye Jinghuai strode out, moving fast and urgently.
At that moment, even if the sky itself had collapsed around Ye Jinghuai, he would still rush back immediately to save An Nuan.
So Qin Jiang didn't try to persuade him further.
He stated plainly, "The car is waiting outside. The private jet has been arranged and will be ready for takeoff by the time we reach the airport. Estimated time of arrival back in Qing City is 2 hours."
2 hours...in 2 hours, anything could happen.
Ye Jinghuai's expression was somewhat ugly after all.
He said, "You stay in the capital city. There's no signal on the plane while I'm in transit. You take charge of coordinating the rescue efforts in Qing City. The moment An Nuan is found, don't take any rash actions and wait for me to return. If she's in immediate danger, ensuring An Nuan's life and death takes priority."
Qin Jiang nodded.
By then, he was already watching Ye Jinghuai's departing figure.
The speed was fast and urgent.
Qin Jiang wondered, if An Nuan really died in this accident...
He could hardly imagine what Ye Jinghuai would become!
Even more cold-blooded and cruel?!
...
The deep night was deathly still.
An Nuan opened her eyes to the unfamiliar surroundings of a dilapidated room with cracked walls and ceilings. An old electric lamp hung from the ceiling, swaying and giving off dim yellow light.
"Cough!" An involuntary cough made its way out of An Nuan's throat.
The room was thick with dust, irritating her throat.
But that one cough seemed to aggravate injuries somewhere in her body. Her eyes brimmed with tears while the taste of blood filled her mouth.
That's right.
She had been in a car accident.
But she wasn't dead.
The memory of her previous death, of Guo Yansheng stabbing her, was still vivid.
When she woke up that time, it was an entirely different world.
Not like now.
She could keenly feel the pain from her injuries sustained in the car accident.
Should she be grateful that she was somehow still alive after such a serious accident?
Was it that Heaven especially favored her?
Or had someone deliberately spared her life?
She struggled to sit up, supporting her body.
Her whole body felt cold.
And damp all over.
She looked down to see that the spot where she had lain was wet.
The dim light made it hard to see clearly, but the smell was obvious.
Blood.
Her blood.
She didn't know the full extent of her injuries or even where exactly she was bleeding from. She only felt weak all over, dizzy in the head—classic signs of severe blood loss.
She tried her best to stay calm.
She didn't know her exact situation or if she could even survive this. She only knew she didn't want to die again, not when she had been reborn into this world.
She slowly got to her feet.
Her entire body ached and felt weak.
An Nuan struggled to maintain her balance.
She had to get to a hospital now.
Though she was fairly certain most of her injuries were only skin deep otherwise she probably wouldn't even have woken up.
But even surface wounds could prove fatal without timely treatment.
She had to find a way to save herself.
Just as An Nuan managed to steady herself and was about to try walking...
The distant metal gate suddenly creaked open. That grating sound pierced the silence of the night, bizarre and terrifying.
An Nuan controlled her inner panic and looked towards the sound.
Seeing the woman who appeared before her, the only thought in her mind was—
Things really weren't looking too optimistic for her now!
"What's this? Did you hit your head silly back there?" The woman strode towards her wearing a triumphant smile, cold eyes fixed on An Nuan.
An Nuan bit her lip lightly.
It seemed she was trying to calm herself down.
Or perhaps using the pain to confirm this wasn't a dream.
"You didn't leave," An Nuan said.
Her own hoarse voice startled her.
Perhaps her throat was damaged. Her mouth filled with the taste of blood.
It had affected her vocal cords.
"Didn't leave," Tong Zhitong smiled.
So arrogantly proud of herself.
Behind her were two burly men built like tanks, with arms as thick as tree trunks. One hit from those fists could easily kill her!
Tong Zhitong clearly caught An Nuan sizing them up.
Her smile grew even more smug then. "If I left, I would've missed seeing you in this pathetic state! How unfortunate that would be!"
An Nuan clenched her teeth, forcing herself to stay calm.
She had to find a way to buy time now.
She believed that even if Ye Jinghuai was in the capital city, the moment he found out she was hurt, he would rush back here to save her.
He definitely would.
