His Foxy Sister/C23 Kidnapped
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C23 Kidnapped

Kidnapping.

"Han Zhi..." She looked at his injured face and did not say anything to hurt him. In her heart, he was her friend, her deskmate six years ago.

Han Zhi looked at Yan Nuo's expression and felt hurt in his heart. Originally, he wanted to confess, but he still swallowed it back. "Let's go back!"

Han Zhi wanted to pull Yan Nuo's hand, but she dodged it.

A bitter smile appeared on his face.

Finally, he was hated by her, right?

The two of them walked out of the cinema speechlessly.

Yan Nuo waved her hand and hailed a taxi to leave.

Han Zhi looked at Yan Nuo's back as she left. He stood on the road in a daze.

There was sadness in his eyes that he could not see through. It was like a layer of smoke that lingered in his dark eyes all day long.

Yan Nuo, I love you. Yan Nuo, I love you.

Yan Nuo sat in the taxi with a complicated feeling in her heart. She touched her lips that he had touched before. Her lips seemed to have a faint smell of peppermint.

This was a kiss from a man other than Yin Tianhan. She used a wet towel to wipe her lips in annoyance. She seemed to want to get rid of the smell he left on her lips.

The car stopped at the villa. It was only when the driver reminded her that she came back to her senses.

She got out of the car and blew on the cool evening breeze. She tried her best to clear her mind.

The lights upstairs were still on. She even seemed to be able to see the figure behind the curtains. She did not return to her room. Instead, she sat down on the rocking chair in the garden and allowed the mosquitoes in the summer to bite her, leaving her covered in wounds.

She once saw an author say that if you really can't let go of the person you love, then don't let go. You just need to pursue the feelings in your heart. If you give up on loving him, it is equivalent to denying the feelings in your heart. If you forget about him, it will make you suffer. Then, you must choose to remember him.

This road is so difficult and tiring. But she firmly believed that she would always see the rainbow. Because it had been six years, she really could not let go of him. She could give up her own life, but she could not let go of him. She had also lived a carefree life. She pretended not to care, but the pain in her heart was always so obvious.

There were always people who were infatuated with love in the world. Those who were infatuated were always hurt by those who were heartless. She was in pain for Yin Tianhan, but Han Zhi was in pain for her. Could it be that everything in the world could not be perfect?

With this thought, she unknowingly fell asleep in the yard.

In a daze, she was pulled awake by someone.

"Woman, I've been waiting for you for a long time. So you're here."

A soft voice. She knew it was Yin Tangmo. He seemed to have gotten used to sleeping beside Yan Nuo.

Yan Nuo stood up and let Yin Tangmo pull her back to the room.

She looked at Yan Nuo's red bag that was bitten by mosquitoes. Yin Tangmo took out the medicine from the table and clumsily applied it on her.

While wiping, he lectured Yan Nuo in an aged manner, "Woman, why don't you know how to take care of yourself?"

When she heard Yin Tangmo's words of concern, her nose turned sour. Now in this house, only Yin Tangmo in front of her cared about her.

After she finished wiping the medicine, Yan Nuo was exhausted and fell asleep on the bed.

Yin Tangmo looked at Yan Nuo's sleeping face and he also laid beside her.

Their relationship was complicated and intertwined like the thread of fate. The more they wanted to understand, the more confused they became.

The weather slowly brightened. Yan Nuo's alarm clock suddenly rang. Today was the first day she went to the company to train. She definitely could not be late.

She packed her things, tidied her appearance, and went out the door. Fortunately, she had applied some medicine last night. Otherwise, she would have gone to the office with a face full of scars. Her face was covered with red scars, which were comparable to disfiguration.

Walking to the door, she unexpectedly met that woman.

She bypassed her. As long as she faced that face that looked exactly like her in the past, she would feel an indescribable awkwardness in her heart. It was as if her face had been transplanted into this woman's body.

She wanted to pretend that she couldn't see, but this woman didn't seem to like her very much.

She stood in front of her and looked at her aggressively. "Why are you still here?"

Yan Nuo looked at the woman in front of her, "This is not your home, not your decision."

Hearing that, the woman gritted her teeth. She looked at Yan Nuo in front of her and said, "Just you wait. I will become the mistress of this place sooner or later."

Yan Nuo looked at the woman in front of her and her expression was a little sad for her. "You rely on someone else's face and you pretend to be someone else's person. Yet you still say such things. You really are shameless. "

"Let me tell you, I am Yan Nuo. I am not pretending to be anyone. Today, I will ask Tianhan to chase you out of our house." The woman spoke righteously, as if she was really Yan Nuo.

Yan Nuo looked at the woman's self-directed act with amusement. She turned around and left.

Even if she could deceive anyone in the world, she could not deceive her. Because the real Yan Nuo was her. She had changed her appearance and returned to Yin Tianhan's side.

At the door, Yan Nuo sat in the taxi as usual. Everything looked so normal.

The woman looked at the car that was getting further away with a smile on her face. As long as you disappear, I won't have any worries anymore. Yin Tianhan actually can't bear to let you leave. Then I'll use my method to let you leave!

The car went further and further away, like it was driving in the suburbs. Only then did Yan Nuo realize that the route was wrong.

"Master, I'm going to the Xinghang Corporation."

But the driver in front seemed to not hear him. He continued to drive forward.

At this time, Yan Nuo also felt that something was not right.

She took out a cosmetic mirror from her makeup bag and gently placed it under her feet. With a forceful step, it broke. She held the glass shard and nimbly pressed it against the neck of the driver in front of her.

"Stop the car..." Yan Nuo's voice was a little cold.

The driver looked at the woman behind him in the rearview mirror in fear. He originally thought that she was a delicate little woman, but he did not expect her to be so strong under such a beautiful and delicate appearance.

But when he thought of the one million he was about to get, he gritted his teeth and took the lens from Yan Nuo's hand with his other hand.

When the two of them were fighting over the mirror shard, both of their hands were bleeding.

If it was not in the cramped car, she would not be able to open her fists and feet. In addition, there was a layer of iron fence between her and the driver. Yan Nuo believed that she would have kicked him without hesitation.

She had learned Taekwondo for three years and her strength had reached the highest level. But in this situation, she had no other way.

Her hand reached back and the broken lenses fell to the ground.

She picked up her phone and dialed the number.

Just as she was about to say something, she felt the car suddenly turn and she threw the phone out of her hand. Fortunately, there was a windshield to prevent the phone from falling outside.

She did not know who she had dialed in the midst of the discussion. "Save me..."

She shouted.

It was all because she was too careless. When she got into the car, she did not even look at the license plate. On the right side of the driver's seat, the place where the driver's number and license plate were supposed to be was empty. If she had been careful, she would have noticed it long ago.

"Is it Yan Nuo? Where are you?"

"I'm in a taxi. Quick, save me."

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