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Haicheng, one in the morning.

In the dark old alley, Ruan Mengyao dragged her suitcase along the bumpy road.

The sound of the crates' wheels, rough and clammy, echoed in the silent night.

She was wearing a leaden overcoat, her face half hidden in a thick cashmere scarf. It had rained lightly before, and the mud had soaked the tips of her shoes.

The moonlight was cool, and the alley seemed endless. The air was filled with the smell of damp mold.

Strange footsteps suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Pa Da …" "Pata …"

The sound was very frightening in the empty alley, like the sound of poor quality hard rubber shoes grinding on the ground.

Ruan Mengyao stopped abruptly. A cold wind blew into her neck, making her shiver uncontrollably.

The footsteps behind him stopped as well.

Shadow was standing not far behind her, his eyes staring at her.

She did not move, nor did the man.

Ruan Mengyao took a deep breath and exhaled a cloud of white mist. She buried her face in her scarf and moved away, speeding forward.

Ruan Mengyao walked faster and faster. She lowered her head and started to jog.

"Pa da, Pa da …"

Footsteps followed her, getting closer and closer …

"Ah!

A hand came from behind and covered her mouth. Then she was pinned against the damp wall.

"Mmm, mmm …"

"Don't move!"

The man's voice was hoarse and shriveled. He leaned on Ruan Mengyao and tore off her scarf, sniffing at her soft white neck like a pervert.

Ruan Mengyao's face was pale as a sheet, but she did not dare to resist.

She clearly felt a sharp knife against her waist. With just a slight movement, the tip of the knife would pierce into her body.

A stench similar to that of the alley emanated from the man. Ruan Mengyao wanted to vomit.

"If you dare to shout, I'll stab you to death!" The man moved his hand away and tried to touch Ruan Mengyao in a hurry.

"Wait …" Ruan Mengyao was so scared that she broke out in cold sweat as she hurriedly shouted, "Do, do you know me?"

"Dammit, I know who you are!" "Shut up!" The man lost patience and yelled so hard he wanted to tear her dress apart.

"Since you don't know me, how dare you capture me? "You're courting death!"

Ruan Mengyao stomped hard on the back of her foot, causing the man to scream in pain.

She turned quickly and drove her knee into the knife in the man's hand. She grabbed the scarf and pulled it over the man's head.

Ruan Mengyao had learned a few self-defense techniques at school, but they were all three-legged skills.

"Damned girl!" I will kill you! "

The man pulled the scarf off his head and she took the opportunity to run.

As soon as he got off the plane, he encountered a pervert.

Ruan Mengyao ran forward with her life on the line. Seeing that the alley entrance was right in front of her, she increased her speed and dashed out.

Suddenly, a beam of white light flashed in her face, causing her to be unable to open her eyes!

A Rolls-Royce Phantom sped through the air like a ferocious beast tearing through the night sky, charging towards her!

Ruan Mengyao raised her hand to cover her eyes as she stood dazedly on the street. Before she knew what had happened, an ear-piercing screech sounded in her ears and she was knocked to the ground.

"Hiss …" "It hurts!"

Ruan Mengyao sat awkwardly on the ground with her elbows on the ground. A heart-wrenching pain came from her; her pale face was twisted into a scowl.

The Rolls-Royce had stopped, and the wheels were only a millimeter away from pressing down on her legs.

I almost, I almost died …

After a long while, seeing that the owner had no intention to get off, Ruan Mengyao gritted her teeth and said, "Hey! How do you drive? Even a blind person who turns on a floodlight at night would be killed by it! "

This was the first time she saw someone so self-conscious.

The cold white headlights of the car were still shining forward, reflecting the oil on the asphalt.

The shiny black Rolls-Royce lay still beside her, as if she had been hallucinating.

If she could not hear the engine, Ruan Mengyao would have doubted whether there was anyone in the car or not!

Inside the car, the man in the driver's seat was talking on the phone. His ink-black eyebrows were frowning. There was no sign of panic on his face, but there was some hesitation.

Did he bump into someone?

"Young Master?" Young Master... Are you listening? "

"Yes." He answered simply, his voice flat and cold.

"Miss Xia's in excruciating pain. The family doctor has already visited her, it's chronic appendicitis. Miss won't take any painkillers, she said she's waiting for you …"

Before the butler could finish his words, a loud noise blocked the sound of the phone.

The man turned his head and saw a woman with disheveled hair standing outside, banging on the window.

"Eh? Young Master... What happened over there? "

The man lifted his slender fingers and pinched the bridge of his nose. His thin lips parted slightly as he said, "I'll be there shortly."

After saying that, he hung up.

Ruan Mengyao was afraid that the people inside wouldn't be able to hear her words, so she didn't show any mercy. She pointed at the car and then pointed at herself, shouting angrily, "You bumped into me, do you understand?"

At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came from within the alley.

Ruan Mengyao looked anxiously at the entrance of the alleyway, desperately patting the windows. However, the people inside did not react. She wanted nothing more than to bore through this thick layer of glass!

This person had parked his car here without leaving or making a sound. She didn't know what this meant. If she continued to waste time like this, she would really die here!

"Click!"

The car door was unlocked. Almost at the same time, Ruan Mengyao opened the door to the backseat and got in.

The heater was on in the car, but Ruan Mengyao could feel a chill on her face. She shuddered and smelled the faint scent of tobacco in the air.

Ruan Mengyao sat upright and said with a thick nasal voice, "Sir, your car is worth at least ten million, and your Haicheng is amongst the best. It's not like you can't even afford to pay for the medical treatment. In the middle of the night, when you were seriously overspeeding with a floodlight, the traffic police wouldn't arrest you, but you hit me. I'm injured, so I don't need you to send me to the hospital. Just put me down at the Rentong junction. "

She spoke clearly, but the person in front did not respond.

Ruan Mengyao frowned as she became curious. Her thin, fox-like eyes narrowed slightly.

The man was sitting in the driver's seat, his back straight and smooth, his hair cut neatly at the back of his head, his shirt collar white.

She caught a glimpse of the man's hand-sewn gold cufflinks, reflecting a sharp light.

The man didn't know that Ruan Mengyao was sizing him up. He silently sat in the dark, concealing his presence. The calm and frightening sense of danger that came from his body caused Ruan Mengyao to unconsciously tighten her fingers.

Although she couldn't see his face, she was certain that he was a very outstanding man.

Ruan Mengyao's breathing was very slow, and at the moment she was about to stop, a wave of cold gushed out from the air all of a sudden —

"I'm in a hurry and it's not on the way. How much is the medical expenses? "