Pei Zhao clenched his fists, a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

"Let's call the police."

Right now, they can't think of any other way to deal with the situation except to call the police.

Ding Qingle gritted her teeth in anger: "Those bastards, I have to make them pay the price!"

She still has audio recordings of Fu Feng and Ming Yao's conversations on her phone. If anything happens to Ming Yao, no one will survive!

Pei Zhao and Ding Qingle rushed out of the elevator. Just as Ding Qingle was about to go find the staff, she inadvertently glanced at the taxi parked on the side of the road.

Ding Qingle grabbed Pei Zhao's sleeve and pointed to the taxi.

As it grew dark, Pei Zhao immediately recognized the person the man was carrying.

"It's Su Xueya!"

Pei Zhao pointed at the man and shouted, "Stop!"

The driver was startled and, without even getting a good look at the other person's face, quickly put Mingyao in the passenger seat.

"Miss Su, I'm sorry."

The driver looked at Mingyao apologetically and floored the accelerator.

The taxi sped away, leaving Pei Zhao and Ding Qingle nearly furious.

Pei Zhao pulled Ding Qingle onto the motorcycle, his eyes fixed on the direction the taxi had left in: "Hold on tight!"

The driver turned pale with fright when he saw Pei Zhao and Ding Qingle chasing after him in the rearview mirror.

He gripped the steering wheel tightly, glanced worriedly at Mingyao who was still unconscious, gritted his teeth, and turned directly into the alley.

Pei Zhao accelerated, determined not to fail to catch up.

Just as the driver drove out of the alley, a luxury car rushed out from the opposite side of the road and blocked his way.

The driver reacted quickly and slammed on the brakes, but a collision was still unavoidable.

The loud bang made Mingyao frown slightly. She opened her eyes and saw the driver with a bloody head.

Isn't she in her room?

How did you suddenly end up here?

Before Mingyao could react, the deformed car door was violently pulled open.

"Su Xueya, I'm late."

Mingyao's vision was blurry, but she could vaguely smell a familiar mint scent.

Immediately afterwards, she felt herself enveloped in warmth.

Pei Siyu looked at the half-conscious Mingyao in a panic, his eyes burning with rage.

The assistant has already pulled the driver out of the car.

Pei Siyu carefully placed Mingyao on the back seat, his already cold face now even more icy.

He grabbed the driver by the collar and asked through gritted teeth, "Did she tell you to do this?"

Meeting Pei Siyu's furious gaze, the driver barely managed to regain a shred of composure. "Mr. Pei, no, no one asked me to do this."

Pei Siyu raised his fist, ready to teach the driver a lesson.

"Husband, he saved me."

Mingyao's weak voice came on the wind. Pei Siyu withdrew his fist and looked nervously at Mingyao as she got out of the car.

He rushed forward and supported her swaying body.

Mingyao leaned weakly against Pei Siyu, gripping his hand tightly, and said with difficulty, "If he hadn't brought me out, I'm afraid..."

"good."

He stared at Mingyao and told his assistant to release the driver.

Pei Zhao and Ding Qingyue followed closely behind, and only when they saw that Mingyao was safe and sound did they finally feel relieved.

In the cramped carriage, Mingyao's breathing gradually became heavy and labored. She gasped for breath, and her cheeks turned flushed.

Mingyao felt as if her body was on fire, and she grabbed Pei Siyu's hand.

"Honey, your hands are so cold."

She murmured, her gaze becoming unfocused.

Looking in the rearview mirror, the assistant saw Mingyao clinging to Pei Siyu like an octopus and swallowed hard.

Pei Siyu's face darkened; this woman must have done it on purpose.

He rudely pushed away Mingyao, who was clinging to him, and said in a low voice, "Calm down."

Mingyao felt her head was burning up and she was completely dizzy; she couldn't calm down at all.

She snuggled closer to Pei Si, her breath growing increasingly hot.

"husband……"

"I feel so bad."

Pei Siyu: "..."

Special Assistant: "..."

The assistant pulled the car over to the side of the road. "Mr. Pei, I suddenly remembered I have something to do."

I'm going ahead now.

The assistant wisely left, not daring to linger for even a moment longer.

If you see something you shouldn't see, you won't even know how you died.

Pei Siyu's lips twitched twice as he watched Mingyao snuggle into his arms like a cat.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he unceremoniously grabbed Mingyao's chin, forcing her to look up and meet his eyes.

Mingyao's eyes were half-closed, and her cheeks flushed.

"Honey~"

She used a high-pitched, soft voice that was so sweet it could make anyone's heart flutter.

Pei Siyu's gaze grew increasingly dark.

"Su Xueya, you're playing with fire."

Mingyao is currently out of her mind and only wants to hug Pei Siyu, this big block of ice.

She hummed softly, just like a kitten.

"I'm so hot."

She started taking off her clothes without thinking twice.

Pei Siyu's cheeks flushed slightly. He grabbed Mingyao's wrist and tightened his grip.

"I still need to drive."

He pushed Mingyao away.

Mingyao was still holding on to her and didn't want to let go, so Pei Siyu got out of the car first.

The cold wind hitting his face made him feel much more awake.

Mingyao tapped on the lathe, looking at Pei Siyu with a pitiful expression.

"don't want."

Her eyes were red-rimmed, and tears hung in the corners of her eyes, making her look pitiful.

Pei Siyu frowned and sat in the driver's seat.

Mingyao kept making a fuss behind them, and by the time they arrived at the Pei family mansion, she had almost taken off all her clothes.

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