Everything happened so suddenly that by the time everyone reacted, the person had already grabbed Xing Fei's hand.
Yang Yu was the first to come to his senses: "Who are you! Let go of Fei Fei!"
He instinctively reached out to grab Xing Fei, but she had already been pulled away.
Xing Minggao also realized what was happening: "Let go of my daughter!"
Unfortunately, the person showed no sign of stopping.
The scene suddenly became chaotic. Yang Yu and Xing Minggao were about to rush forward, but they were blocked by the bodyguards who had just entered.
Xing Fei was forcibly removed from the venue.
……………
"Let me go! Let me go!"
"Who are you? What do you want?"
Xing Fei struggled desperately the whole way, but the helmeted man held her tightly, and she, a girl, couldn't break free at all.
Seemingly afraid that Xing Minggao and the Yang family would catch up, the helmeted man simply turned his head away.
He was wearing a motorcycle helmet, a full-face helmet, which looked both cool and stylish. The visor was a blindingly bright laser type, so from Xing Fei's angle, she couldn't see the person's facial features or eyes at all.
A motorcycle helmet paired with a suit—a perfect match.
Although she couldn't see his eyes, Xing Fei could feel him staring at her, and her heart skipped a beat.
"What...what do you want to do?!"
The helmeted man took two steps over and picked her up.
"Let me go!"
No matter how much Xing Fei struggled, the other person held her tightly.
A minivan was parked not far away, its exterior somewhat dilapidated; it was probably a Wuling Guang. A minivan, lunatic—with so many obvious clues, it was hard for Xing Fei not to overthink things.
Damn, are kidnappers this brazen these days? They just stormed into a clubhouse to snatch someone.
The helmeted man opened the car door, let the person in, strode in himself, and closed the door. The van quickly drove away.
There were only three people in the van: the driver, the man in the helmet, and Xing Fei.
Xing Fei hunched over in her seat, watching the helmeted man warily.
"Who are you? What have I done to offend you?"
"You want money, don't you? If you let me go, I can give you money!"
"Let me go right now, or my dad will never let you off the hook! I... I'm telling you, my best friend is South Wulace, and her husband is Gu Yibei. Don't mess with me..."
Xing Fei tried both soft and hard tactics, but no matter what she said, the helmeted man remained silent.
The car drove for about five minutes before finally stopping in a deserted park.
As soon as the car stopped, the helmeted man grabbed Xing Fei and pulled her away. No matter how much Xing Fei struggled, it was no use. She was forced to get out of the car, and the van quickly drove away.
They entered the park, and the helmeted man finally revealed his true intentions. He put one hand on her waist and lowered his head to forcefully kiss her.
Xing Fei saw through his intentions and turned her head to stop him from succeeding. The helmeted man grabbed her chin with his other hand, preventing her from escaping. Xing Fei was forced to stare at him.
The helmeted man slowly lowered his head because he hadn't taken off his motorcycle helmet, and the visor was pressing against Xing Fei's nose.
Xing Fei: "..."
"Damn it!" Upon hearing the familiar low curse, Xing Fei's body shuddered and froze instantly.
The helmeted man let go of her and started pulling off his helmet; the scene was hilarious.
This was a good opportunity to escape, but Xing Fei's feet seemed to be glued to the ground, and she couldn't move at all.
The helmet was finally taken off, revealing a handsome face that was exceptionally good at charming girls. Because he had been wearing a helmet, his blond hair was a bit messy, and his forehead was covered in sweat.
Lin Que, that's him.
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