In order to vent his personal anger, he even sacrificed an entire plane of passengers as his dead. His cold-bloodedness and viciousness are simply outrageous.
"You can rest assured that Olya will never come out again in this life."
I waited here specially just to tell her the news in person so that she wouldn't continue to worry.
The woman had a fair and rosy complexion and clear almond-shaped eyes. She stood quietly in front of him in a white sleeveless long dress. The hem of her skirt swayed gently in the wind, and she was as beautiful as a pearl that was not stained by dust.
Yan Yi felt both happy and sad.
He was happy that she was well cared for, but sad that he did not have such an opportunity.
"Uncle Yan."
The crisp, sweet and soft shouting interrupted my thoughts.
Yan Yi lowered her head and looked at Pei Tang, who got out of the car and walked in front of her with her sweet face raised, with tenderness in her eyes.
"Hello, Candy."
This uncle is so strange. He always calls her Tangguoguo, which is different from how others call her.
But she was not angry at all. She always felt that the gentle and friendly uncle in front of her was indescribably kind.
"Uncle Yan, thank you for finding someone to rescue me. I will remember your kindness and repay you double in the future."
Although the language is a bit polite, the little girl's bright and clear eyes show that she has a sincere heart.
Yan Yi rubbed her head lovingly, "I'm glad you're safe."
Pei Tang nodded and flattered him sweetly: "Uncle Yan has good vision. The person he hired is professional and timely. He arrived just when the bad guy was about to hurt me."
Not to mention that Yan Yi couldn't help laughing, Shen Mingzhu herself was also in tears and laughter.
These words were not taught by her, but her daughter just said them in a coherent manner without blushing or getting nervous. It seems that she has the potential to be a scumbag.
After saying thank you, Shen Mingzhu prepared to take her daughter away.
Pei Tang jumped into the car first. Yan Yi stopped Shen Mingzhu who was about to go to the driver's seat, "By the way, before I came here, I heard Xiaoqing talk about something."
Shen Mingzhu turned around curiously, "What's the matter?"
Yan Yi looked at her and said, "I heard that you plan to repay my kindness in your next life?"
——If you can’t pay it off in this life, you can only pay it off in the next life.
This was just a joke to Zhong Qing, but when Yan Yi asked it seriously, it was inevitable to feel awkward.
"It's just a joke. Let's go. Be careful on your way back."
Seeing her embarrassment, Yan Yi smiled and waved.
Shen Mingzhu nodded and drove away.
I'm looking forward to it.
Watching the car go away, Yan Yi silently completed the conversation in his mind.
Afterlife, what an ethereal and unreachable word.
But inexplicably, I couldn't help but feel anticipation in my heart.
Perhaps, the word hope itself has the magic power to make people daydream and yearn.
"boom--"
The huge roar made Yan Yi look back.
A silver and black Bugatti came roaring at lightning speed, and it passed by Yan Yi's face like a gust of wind and sped away.
After a brief encounter of less than a second, Yan Yi still recognized that the driver was Zhuang Xueqi.
Thinking of the call he made to his eldest sister half an hour ago, Yan Yi went back to the car, got his mobile phone and called Ning Yuan.
…
There is only one Bugatti supercar in the entire Fengcheng, and it attracted huge attention as soon as it entered the city.
Ning Yuan easily stopped Zhuang Xueqi, who was driving a Bugatti, at a traffic light.
"Come down."
Zhuang Xueqi rolled down the car window, her face was as cold as if covered with a layer of frost, and her words were full of gunpowder: "I'll give you three seconds to get out of the way, or I'll just ram you!"
Ning Yuan drives a domestic business car, so it doesn't matter if it is scrapped, but the Bugatti is his baby. He would be heartbroken even if it gets a scratch, let alone a crash.
"It's not impossible to give way, but first tell me what you are going to do."
While Zhuang Xueqi was listening to him, he quickly stuck his head into the car window, turned off the engine and turned on the key, all in one go.
After finishing the job, he showed off in front of Zhuang Xueqi by waving the car keys: "Hey, without the car keys, let me see how you drive the car away."
"That's right... Hey, where are you going?"
Seeing Zhuang Xueqi walking straight towards his business car without looking back, Ning Yuan hurried forward to stop her.
“Get lost!”
"Tell me what you're going to do first."
"none of your business."
Ning Yuan choked, "You are Mrs. Ning now. Your every word and action concerns the reputation of the Ning family. Of course I have the right to interfere."
After a pause, he continued, "Oliya is now detained in the National Security Bureau. It is impossible for you to see her."
Zhuang Xueqi drove out in his supercar with murderous intent, and it was obvious that he was going to settle accounts with Ou Liya.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Ning Yuan softened his tone, "Don't worry, she will die, so there's no need to dirty your hands."
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"roll!"
Knowing that it was all caused by the bitch Ouliya that Zhuang's father went to jail and the Zhuang family went bankrupt, Zhuang Xueqi wanted to chop her into pieces and feed her to the dogs to vent her hatred, so she didn't care whether her hands were dirty or not.
“Beep——”
"Ding you MB!"
Ning Yuan cursed at the car honking behind him, and when he turned around, he found that Zhuang Xueqi had already got into a taxi and left.
After weighing the pros and cons for 0.5 seconds, he drove the Bugatti and chased the taxi.
The taxi soon drove into an old neighborhood that was undergoing renovation.
For Bugatti with its ultra-low grip chassis, the bumpy road surface is an epic disaster.
Seeing the taxi driving away, he gritted his teeth, stepped on the accelerator, and chased after the taxi with sparks and lightning.
There were constant loud noises coming from the chassis as if it was being bumped.
Ning Yuan felt his heart bleed as he consoled himself: "If anything happens to this damn woman, Manman and Enbao will be left without a mother. A car is nothing!"
"It's just a car. If the old one doesn't go, the new one won't come."
"Damn, ten million!"
Finally, before the Bugatti was completely scrapped, the taxi stopped in front of a residential building.
After getting off the car, Zhuang Xueqi went straight to the residential building.
Seeing this, Ning Yuan quickly jumped out of the car and chased after him.
In the stairwell, Ning Yuan stopped Zhuang Xueqi who was going upstairs.
"Why are you haunting me?"
When she saw Ning Yuan, Zhuang Xueqi's brows twisted into a knot.
Ning Yuan looked up and down the residential building and asked her, "What are you doing here?"
"It's none of your business, get out of the way."
The stairs in the old residential building were already narrow, and Ning Yuan was tall and strong, and he deliberately crossed his two-meter-long legs, blocking the stairs tightly.
"Don't even think about going there until you explain clearly."
"Ning Yuan, you asked for it!"
Zhuang Xueqi picked up the bag and smashed it on Ning Yuan's head.
"Fuck you, you bitch murdered your own husband!"
Ning Yuan dodged the attack swiftly, but also made way, and Zhuang Xueqi took the opportunity to rush over.
Ning Yuan continued to chase without giving in.
After chasing for one floor, Ning Yuan blocked Zhuang Xueqi at the stairs again.
In order to prevent Zhuang Xueqi from attacking again, he had the foresight to grab Zhuang Xueqi's hands.
But he still underestimated Zhuang Xueqi's attack power. Since he couldn't use his hands, she used her feet directly.
The pointed heel stepped down heavily, causing him to jump and cry out in pain.
Zhuang Xueqi took the opportunity to break free and ran towards the stairs, but was pulled back by Ning Yuan who reacted very quickly and pressed against the wall.
Looking at the woman struggling desperately, probably because of lust, Ning Yuan bent down and kissed her. (End of this chapter)