Chapter 217 Hold Me Tight, Don’t Let Go

The rear window of the car exploded with a bang. The driver held the steering wheel tightly, changed the direction of hitting the guardrail, stepped on the accelerator and drove towards a nearby village.

Fortunately, we didn’t take the elevated road, otherwise the car would have been destroyed and everyone would have died.

Chen Qing grabbed the seat belt in a daze, her head was held in the man's arms, and there was complete darkness in front of her.

"Get out," Yan Baiqing ordered, his voice cold. "Don't try to negotiate."

The driver obeyed immediately. This was not Yan Baiqing's usual style. If anyone dared to surround him, he would be arrested and interrogated on the spot. The white car was just an ordinary five-seater sedan. With his skills, he could easily defeat the five people. But now that Chen Qing was in the car, he had to use the most conservative method to get rid of him first.

"Mr. Yan, are you okay?"

Yan Baiqing hummed briefly, stared behind him, and freed one hand to make a call.

"Lingwa Village is five kilometers west of the villa." His jaw was sharp as he arranged things methodically. "You bring one person with you, and the rest will be under Li Xiangli's care."

After hanging up the call, Yan Baiqing placed his palm on Chen Qing's forehead to prevent another collision.

He turned sideways to observe the car behind, and this posture invisibly made him hug her tighter.

Chen Qing smelled a faint smell of blood and his heart was in his throat. He felt around with his hands and was suddenly grabbed and restrained in one place.

The man's voice was smiling, and he used a joke to ease her mood, "Qing'er has been avoiding suspicion all day, why are you touching me randomly?"

"Where are you hurt?" The bumps made her voice tremble, and her rapid breathing due to nervousness made her sound like a moan.

Yan Baiqing's Adam's apple rolled, "I'm not hurt."

"You're bleeding, don't worry about me, just hide—"

The white car hit again from the side and rear. Chen Qing's hand slipped uncontrollably, his fingertips went numb, and hit a cold, hard object.

Yan Baiqing didn't care about the proper etiquette between men and women at this moment. He pressed her towards his legs, lowered his upper body, and almost wrapped her with his body.

Chen Qing was shrouded in her suit jacket. In the dim light, she saw that the object was his belt buckle, which had been flicked open and was just touching the tip of her nose, a delicate and awkward position.

Chen Qing shrank back, but it had little effect, so he had to turn his head away.

The driver maneuvered the car to an open field and said, "Mr. Yan, this car is broken!"

He looked back and saw gray smoke coming out of the rear of the car. The front of the white car must have been modified, which was why the impact was so powerful.

"Qing'er." Yan Baiqing helped her up, squeezed her shoulders, and said with a pair of dark eyes, "We need to jump out of the car. Hold me tight for a while and don't let go. Do you understand?"

Chen Qing's lips trembled and he nodded.

Yan Baiqing unbuckled his seat belt, protected her head and moved to the car door, signaling the driver to steer the white car to the other side.

The moment the car door opened, a van rushed out from the side road. The man in the driver's seat rolled down the window and shouted, "Hey! Mani! You've ruined my land!"

The white car couldn't get around the van, so it thought it was reinforcements and pushed hard against the back of its car.

The van swayed and stopped in the middle of the road. The man got out cursing and pointed at the white car window angrily.

The driver took the opportunity to drive away. He saw the man's back through the rearview mirror and gasped, "This guy must be two meters tall, like a mountain."

When the van rushed out, Chen Qing had already recognized Daliang, so she didn't look at him any further to avoid arousing suspicion.

Yan Baiqing looked at the driver and asked, "Do you know him?"

"I don't know him, maybe a villager nearby." The driver drove deeper into the village and stopped beside the slope. "Whoever he is, he's probably going to ask those people for compensation for the losses on the land. Mr. Yan, let's leave first."

Yan Baiqing helped Chen Qing get out of the car, quickly moved to a safe area, and checked her condition from head to toe.

The driver followed him, eyes wide open, and exclaimed, "On your back..."

After confirming that Chen Qing was fine, Yan Baiqing breathed a sigh of relief and raised his eyelids, "Why are you shouting? You won't die."

"Is it serious?" Chen Qing said as he turned behind him and stopped suddenly.

A trail of blood spread from Yan Baiqing's left shoulder down, and the broken glass was deeply embedded in his flesh. It should have been caused by the inertia of his body leaning against the back of the chair during the second collision, causing it to be crushed.

"Go to the hospital...I'll call the police."

Yan Baiqing held her hand and slowly soothed her, "I'm fine, don't worry."

Chen Qing looked up in a daze, his eyes red.

"Are you worried about me?" He chuckled. "Are you sincere this time?"

In the breeze, Yan Baiqing accommodated her height, slightly hunched, with his belt untied and his shirt loose around his waist, giving off a sense of frivolousness and evilness.

"I'll call first." Chen Qing took out his cell phone persistently.

Almost at the same time, Hua Mei drove up, "Mr. Yan!"

Chen Qing turned her head when she heard the voice. It took her half a minute to recognize that this was the Pipa girl from the Mu family.

The Pipa girl who sent her to Ji Mingyin and then to Mu Lao Da’s Entertainment City.

Her blood ran cold, and she looked at Yan Baiqing and couldn't help but take a step back.

Yan Baiqing looked at her, a trace of struggle in his eyes. If the situation had not been urgent today, he could have concealed Hua Mei's identity.

But the white car came from an unknown source and it looked like they had no intention of leaving anyone alive. Hua Mei was nearby and could only come to support him, so he had no choice.

"Qing'er." His lips moved, "Leave first, I'll explain it to you slowly."

There was not much fluctuation in Chen Qing's heart, only an endless chill.

Yan Baiqing's scheming was so deep that he repeatedly broke through the defenses that she thought she understood. For so long, every step he took towards her had a purpose and was planned.

She took a deep breath, "Save your energy, you're bleeding too much."

"Aren't you going to see Li Xiangli?"

"Go to the hospital first to get him bandaged. He's in your hands, you can't lose him."

Yan Baiqing looked at her. Her face was pale with fear, helplessness, shock, but not disappointment.

He felt a tightness in his chest and hummed.

…

Hua Mei sent the two to a nearby clinic.

Yan Baiqing's injuries were serious. A piece of glass was inserted very deep, and the embedded part might be broken inside. The clinic equipment was too simple, so they did not dare to remove it rashly. They only treated the shallower parts around it, but the bleeding still could not be stopped.

There was no hospital within a few miles, so Hua Mei contacted the ambulance from the city general hospital.

Chen Qing stayed by Yan Baiqing's side all the way. The doctor told him not to let him fall asleep, so she kept talking about random things. When she was almost out of words, the man on the stretcher smiled helplessly, "You telling me about your professional knowledge makes me even more sleepy."

Chen Qing pursed her lips, "I have nothing to say."

Yan Baiqing was silent for a while, his eyes dim, "Do you blame me?"

She knew what he was asking and shook her head, "There's nothing to blame. I had already thought of this when I exposed your plan to use me to deal with the Tao family from the beginning."

"Think of something."

She stopped talking.

Yan Baiqing added for her, "I've already figured out that I'm a vicious and cunning man."

"You said it yourself." Chen Qing laughed out loud, "Don't blame me."

In the evening, several people arrived at the General Hospital. Before Yan Baiqing entered the emergency room, he held her wrist, and his cold body temperature caused goose bumps.

"Qing'er, stay. When you come out, I'll answer whatever you ask."