Song Anran took a child hostage, plunging the mall into chaos.

Screams and the child's mother's desperate cries mingled together.

"Let go of my daughter! You're pregnant yourself, how can you bear to hurt a child?" The child's mother cried, pleading with Song Anran not to harm her child.

The mall's security guards arrived just in time, approaching Song Anran step by step with stun batons in hand.

"We've called the police, please put down the knife immediately."

“Let me go, I won’t hurt the child,” Song Anran assured her.

"Don't go any further! Security guards, step back! All of you, step back!" the child's mother pleaded with everyone at the scene.

Fearing something might happen to the child, Lu Zhiwei had no choice but to give up her best opportunity and step back, lest Song Anran, in desperation, actually harm the innocent child.

“Shen Shuyuan…” Lu Zhiwei called her by her original name.

It's been so long since I've done what Shen Shuyuan did.

The identity she had abandoned was rekindled.

Song Anran bit her lip and smiled, "I am not Shen Shuyuan. Shen Shuyuan is dead."

Compared to being the cautious and timid Shen Shuyuan, she definitely enjoyed being the unrestrained and carefree eldest daughter of the Song family, Song Anran, much more.

She can throw tantrums as she pleases and freely control her own life.

"Only you know best whether she's dead or not. Your brother is also here at the mall, waiting for you at another entrance. Today, you... have no way to escape."

"Why is he here too?" Song Anran's expression changed slightly when her brother, Song Hanzheng, was mentioned.

Her brother, Song Hanzheng, was the only person she didn't want to let down or hurt.

But he also betrayed her.

He helped Lu Zhiwei, an outsider, to capture him.

Thinking of this, a deeper layer of hatred surfaced on Song Anran's face.

He grabbed the girl's shoulders and pressed the knife against her shoulder, saying, "Don't try to stall for time until the police arrive. Don't come any closer, or I'll kill her."

The girl she was holding looked in her mother's direction with teary eyes and cried loudly.

Song Anran pulled the girl into the elevator.

I pressed the elevator button for the basement level.

When the elevator doors opened, Song Anran, still possessing a conscience, forcefully pushed the girl away, threw her to the ground, and then slipped into the elevator and closed the doors.

Knowing her intentions, Lu Zhiwei immediately rushed to the underground parking lot and notified the security guards to close the exit gates, preventing any vehicle from leaving the underground parking lot.

As soon as Song Anran got out of the parking lot, she prepared to kidnap a driver to help her drive away.

Before she could make a move, a black sedan stopped behind her and honked twice at her.

She turned her head and saw that the person sitting in the driver's seat was her brother, Song Hanzheng.

Song Anran was overjoyed and quickly went to the car.

The car window rolled down, and Song Hanzheng smiled at her: "Get in the car."

Without thinking, Song Anran opened the car door, got in, and fastened her seatbelt.

Song Hanzheng drove the car towards the north exit.

The security guard closed the gate, and all vehicles were prohibited from passing.

Lu Zhiwei, who was guarding the exit, spotted Song Hanzheng's car at a glance.

Song Anran was sitting in the passenger seat.

Lu Zhiwei stared wide-eyed at Song Hanzheng in disbelief.

He said he was going to intercept Song Anran at another exit, but instead waited for her in the parking lot to provide backup.

Is Song Hanzheng, who has always valued bottom lines and principles, going against his own principles to protect his murderer sister?

"Bro, step on the gas and smash the pole open for me."

Song Anran gave Song Hanzheng an urgent order.

Song Hanzheng has never done such a thing.

After a moment of contemplation, he pressed down on the accelerator.

The car sped off with a roar.

The police were still on their way, and Lu Zhiwei absolutely could not allow Song Anran to escape again before the police arrived.

The car was about to drive off.

Lu Zhiwei took a shortcut and suddenly darted out at the spot where the car was bound to pass, spreading her arms to block the car's path.

She wants to gamble.

I bet Song Hanzheng and Song Anran are different.

He is a respectable and good doctor, and even more so, a trustworthy man.

"Run her over, brother, run her over and kill her! Lu Zhiwei is my greatest enemy in this life, the person I hate the most. Aren't you the one who loves me the most? This is the last thing I'm asking you to do," Song Anran pleaded, grabbing Song Hanzheng's arm.

Song Hanzheng gripped the steering wheel, watching the car get closer and closer to Lu Zhiwei.

Should I keep my foot on the accelerator or move it to the left brake?

Pain and inner turmoil lingered in his heart, and his handsome brows furrowed in worry.

"Brother! Hurry up! I'm begging you!" Song Anran said sternly.

Lu Zhiwei stood there without blinking, as straight as a pine tree.

A gentle breeze stirred, ruffling her hair and skirt.

She stared intently at Song Hanzheng's approaching car, her eyes wide open.

boom--

Song Hanzheng stepped on the gas.

"Little sister, this is the last time your brother will spoil you."

Song Hanzheng gritted his teeth and rushed towards Lu Zhiwei.

However, his steering wheel was slightly tilted to the side.

Lu Zhiwei had time to dodge.

He didn't want to hurt Lu Zhiwei.

The car accelerated and rushed towards her, and Lu Zhiwei understood Song Hanzheng's intention.

He decided to help Song Anran.

In that case, they are no longer friends.

He will never earn his own respect.

At that moment, Lu Zhiwei seemed to have made up her mind.

Even if it means death, she will never let Song Anran go.

Following the direction the car veered, Lu Zhiwei took off the ring from her ring finger.

That was a gift from Luo Wuyan for self-defense; she pressed the hidden switch.

Needles will be shot out.

A sharp needle can pierce through everything; even if it doesn't pierce a person inside a car window, it can easily puncture several tires.

But this requires accurate calculation of distance and timing, otherwise you will miss every single one.

Song Hanzheng thought he had escaped Lu Zhiwei, but she caught up with him again. With a somersault, he rolled under the wheels of a car.

Does she have a death wish?

Song Anran laughed sinisterly in the car: "Lu Zhiwei is even crazier than me. She's willing to risk her life to gamble on me. I might as well send her on her way."

Song Anran forcibly turned the steering wheel away from Song Hanzheng and deliberately ran it over Lu Zhiwei.

Right now.

Lu Zhiwei gripped the ring, intending to strike with a single blow.

"Are you out of your mind!" Shen Jingmo, who had been secretly observing Lu Zhiwei's movements, rushed over upon hearing the news. In a flash, he rushed to Lu Zhiwei's side, grabbed her wrist, and quickly pulled her away from the front wheel of the car.

The car sped away.

Lu Zhiwei, pulled into Shen Jinmo's arms, stared at the black car that sped away.

She glared at Shen Jinmo resentfully, "Who told you to meddle in other people's business?"

"All I know is that you were almost killed, and the wheels of a car would have run you over." Shen Jinmo's bloodshot eyes were filled with raging fury.

“I was prepared. It’s all your fault. I almost, almost stopped her.” Lu Zhiwei forcefully shook off Shen Jingmo’s hand and raised the ring in her hand.