In the darkness, Lin Bin couldn't see Zhong Ruyi's eyes clearly.

"Son, let's hurry and get them out of here, it smells like gasoline." Qiao Wenjuan suppressed her nausea and quickly untied Mingyao.

Mingyao spat out the rag from her mouth and shouted, "Run! She wants to burn us all alive!"

Lin Bin and Qiao Wenjuan were both stunned. By the time they came to their senses, the factory's iron gate had already been locked by Guo Xiaorong, who was standing outside.

Lin Bin realized belatedly that by the time he and Qiao Wenjuan ran over, the door was already locked.

He kicked the door angrily, his face terribly gloomy.

A faint smell wafted over, and everyone in the factory turned pale.

Mingyao went to help Zhong Ruyi, who was heavily pregnant.

The moment her hand touched Zhong Ruyi, Zhong Ruyi pushed her away with a dark expression.

Mingyao's hands were suspended in mid-air, her palms curled up and placed on either side.

Thick black smoke billowed in through the overhead window, and at the same time, a match fell from the smoke onto the paint-splattered ground.

Flames quickly shot up, and the factory was soon engulfed in flames.

Qiao Wenjuan screamed in fright and began frantically patting the flames.

Her actions were completely unnecessary; the flames not only did not go out, but grew even stronger.

In no time at all, the huge factory was engulfed in flames.

The air grew thin, and Zhong Ruyi, clutching her large pregnant belly, began to cough violently.

Mingyao endured the pungent smell of smoke and began searching for usable water in the factory.

Finally, she found a half-empty bottle of water in the spot where Guo Xiaorong had been sitting.

She smelled it and there was nothing wrong with it.

Mingyao forcefully tore the clothes off and then wet them with water.

"Mrs. Zhong, here you go."

Mingyao covered her mouth and struggled to hand the damp, worn-out cloth to Zhong Ruyi.

Zhong Ruyi glared at Mingyao and was about to push her away.

Mingyao was furious: "Madam Zhong, it's fine if you don't like me, but you can't joke around with your own body!"

"If anything happens to the baby in your belly, you won't survive either."

She shoved the rag into Zhong Ruyi's hand, angrily saying, "Do you want Luo Cuilan to succeed?"

Zhong Ruyi was stunned for a moment, but still took the scrap of cloth and covered her mouth.

Lin Bin and Qiao Wenjuan noticed the scraps of cloth Zhong Ruyi was holding, and their expressions immediately darkened.

The two grabbed Mingyao: "Where did you get this from?"

"We want some too!"

Mingyao's eyebrows furrowed as she took out the remaining half-bottle of water.

Lin Bin and Qiao Wenjuan snatched it away.

Zhong Ruyi covered her mouth and nose, clutched her stomach, and looked at Mingyao in confusion.

"You gave them the water, what are you going to do?"

She felt short of breath even with her mouth and nose covered, let alone saying there was nothing there.

Mingyao smiled wryly: "Even if I don't give them to them, they'll still snatch them."

Mingyao walked to Zhong Ruyi's side, lowered her voice, and said in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them, "The two of us are no match for them."

"Madam Zhong, is there any other exit?"

Zhong Ruyi nodded and said in a dry voice, "There is a back door, but it is blocked by a shelf."

"If you want to leave, you have to push your ego aside."

She coughed twice more, her face contorted in pain.

A loud crash.

Lin Bin wrapped his hands with a rag and shook the iron frame not far away.

With a loud crash, the iron frame was knocked down.

Heat waves and sparks flew everywhere, and Mingyao quickly pulled Zhong Ruyi to dodge them.

The fire burned brighter and brighter, and Mingyao's mouth became dry and her head became dizzy.

Just as she was about to fall, Zhong Ruyi quickly grabbed her arm.

"Mingyao, hang in there."

"Lin Bin immediately kicked the door open."

To prevent Mingyao from fainting, Zhong Ruyi quickly placed the other side of the rag over Mingyao's mouth and nose.

Mingyao forced herself to cheer up and helped Lin Bin move the clutter.

Many boxes had already caught fire, and Mingyao found an iron rod.

The moment her fingertips touched it, the intense heat of the iron rod made her immediately pull her hand back.

Mingyao tore off a section of her skirt and wrapped it around the iron rod.

He grabbed the iron bar through the cloth and then used the bar to push aside the clutter piled up at the door.

Finally, there was a dilapidated cabinet blocking the doorway.

Lin Bin and Ming Yao were both exhausted.

Qiao Wenjuan collapsed to the ground, coughing violently while looking tearfully at the cabinet blocking the doorway.

She glanced back at the raging fire.

Except for the spot where they were standing, the rest of the area had been engulfed by the fire.

"Son, what do we do? Are we really going to die here today?!"

Qiao Wenjuan burst into tears and clung tightly to Lin Bin's arm.

After inhaling a large amount of thick smoke, they were all exhausted.

Mingyao gritted her teeth, not wanting to die here.

She had a hard time getting a second chance at life, and she had a hard time changing so much.

She still wants to live a good life with Ming Suqin; they absolutely cannot end up here!

Mingyao forced herself to walk around the cabinet.

She noticed a gap under the cabinet.

He tentatively inserted the iron rod and then pried it open with force.

The cabinet was empty and had been burned beyond recognition.

With just a little force, the entire cabinet can be pried open.

Mingyao mustered all her strength and used almost all her power to pry open the cabinet.

Rumble—

The cabinet fell to the ground, and Mingyao gasped for breath, looking with difficulty at Zhong Ruyi.

"Quick, run!"

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