Mingyao knew that getting on the bus would be dangerous, but she had no other choice now.

As soon as she got into the car, she smelled a odor similar to disinfectant.

Mingyao sat stiffly in the car, staring intently at the driver in the driver's seat.

The driver was wearing a baseball cap and a mask, so her face was completely obscured.

"Very good, Mingyao, I hope you have a pleasant journey."

Guo Xiaorong hung up the phone. Mingyao took a deep breath and stared at the driver sitting in the driver's seat. "Xia Kexing, is that you?"

The driver's momentary panic confirmed Mingyao's suspicions.

She ignored him and looked out the car window.

The car windows have been specially treated so that you can't see outside at all.

It seems that Guo Xiaorong and Xia Kexing have made thorough preparations.

They were clearly after her, so where is Zhong Ruyi?

Mingyao's thoughts were in disarray, and her head was becoming increasingly dizzy.

Mingyao held her forehead and shook it hard.

The drowsiness did not lessen; in fact, it became more severe.

Oh no! It's a sleeping potion!

She struggled to grab Xia Kexing, demanding, "What exactly do you want to do!"

Before her hand could touch her, Mingyao fainted to the ground.

Xia Kexing glanced at her through the rearview mirror, a strange light flashing in her eyes.

Meanwhile, Wang Zhouheng and the police arrived at the sanatorium.

Wang Zhouheng dialed Mingyao's number, but no one answered.

Wang Zhouheng realized something was wrong. While the police were tracing his location using cell phone signals, Wang Zhouheng hesitated and sent a message to Pei Siyu.

In the quiet meeting room, the vibration of a cell phone was particularly jarring.

The shareholders present held their breath, looking at Pei Siyu with bewildered expressions.