The car was driving slowly on the straight road. The street scenery was beautiful, and people were busy at the beginning of the day.

The sunlight was soft, quietly sprinkled on the earth, and the stars shining through the car window were also so soft.

However, in such a quiet moment, Qi Yan was kidnapped...

The kidnapper leader and Feng Yangao were fighting with each other, while the other kidnappers were like wooden men, silent. And Qi Yan... Actually, he wanted to say something, but when he realized in his heart that this matter was not so simple, he swallowed all the words in his stomach and fell silent with those people.

When Feng Yangao did not take any action, he could not be that kind of pig teammate.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the time agreed for signing the contract had long passed. Qi Yan became more and more agitated.

Looking around, except for Feng Yangao and the leader's voices, everyone else looked dull, with guns in their hands, as if he would be shot into a sieve as soon as his butt left the seat.

... It seemed that there was no way to escape from this group of people for the whole day.

Qi Yan was more worried that these people would change their minds and would not let them go tomorrow. After all, Feng Yangao was also a president, and if the president was kidnapped and blackmailed, a lot of money would be obtained.

Pursing his dry lips, Qi Yan quietly raised his head and happened to meet Feng Yangao's eyes. Qi Yan was slightly stunned and blinked, but he saw Feng Yangao smiling evilly, his eyes flashing with the same light as in the past when he was unrestrained.

"Honey, are you scared?"

Qi Yan choked, "No."

... He was wrong, he shouldn't expect this idiot to give him any hints!

"Don't be like this, honey." Feng Yangao sighed in distress and comforted: "You should understand the current situation and don't be petty." That doting tone really sounded like coaxing a tempered little lover.

Just when Qi Yan was about to retort, he was locked by a shrewd gaze. He looked up at Feng Yangao, but saw that he still had that teasing look. But the gaze just now was so real that it could not have been anyone else but Feng Yangao...

If that's the case...

"Okay, I'm scared." Qi Yan suddenly rolled his eyes, with an expression as if he had been holding back for a long time and was finally ready to explode, "I'm here to have fun with you! Of course I'm afraid of being kidnapped! Let's not sign the contract, let's go back!"

"You can't go home now... Be good, I won't let you get hurt." Feng Yangao smiled apologetically.

"Don't scare me! These people are obviously kidnapping! What do you mean by delaying time and missing the contract signing? If they really wanted to delay time, they should send us to the airport now and watch us go back to City A!"

"Don't be angry..."

"I don't care!" Qi Yan turned his head and snorted, "Either go back to City A now! Or let them give me an explanation!"

After the words fell, there was silence all around. Feng Yangao's face was full of doting smiles, and his eyes were filled with soft light when he touched Qi Yan. He sighed lightly and looked up at the leader of the show.

"I won't sign the contract. You can watch me go back to City A. How about that?"

The leader sneered, looking at Feng Yangao with contempt in his eyes, "President Feng can't even discipline a little lover, and now he is being suppressed by his lover?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Feng Yangao retracted his gaze and looked at Qi Yan affectionately, "That's my lover."

Qi Yan met his eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and then couldn't stop pounding, his ears quickly became hot, and he turned his eyes away unconsciously.

This man... is very good at giving off electricity.

The leader didn't seem to care about their relationship, and just said arrogantly: "Whether we are lovers or lovers, I can't agree to President Feng's conditions."

"Why?"

"I dare not let you go without the order from my superiors." After the leader finished speaking, he found a place to sit down, closed his eyes and said nothing, and it was obvious that he was not going to talk to Feng Yangao anymore.

Qi Yan glanced at Feng Yangao obscurely, but saw that he didn't look at him, but stared at the wine bottle on the side in a daze.

Well, the situation is now in a deadlock again, which can be said to be an unbreakable deadlock.

Qi Yan also became obedient, leaning back on the chair and finding a comfortable position at random, tilting his head back and closing his eyes, intending to take a nap. Less than five minutes after closing his eyes, a sudden huge impact made his body tilted sharply. Qi Yan opened his eyes instantly and panickedly held the chair with his hands to prevent himself from falling. With the harsh sound of brakes, there was a "bang" and the car stopped after a violent shake.

The leader stood up quickly and roared: "What's going on?"

The driver in front shivered and stuck his head out, swallowed his saliva, and trembled: "There was a car accident."

Qi Yan glanced at the driver. Well, it was still Feng Yangao's driver, but he was also trapped.

The leader peeked out of the window and saw that there was indeed a car crash. The car they hit was a large truck in front of them. The truck ran a red light and failed to brake in time, causing it to skid and hit the front of the Lincoln.

It was a blessing that no one was seriously injured!

Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief and looked up reflexively.

He saw Feng Yangao covering his forehead. The bright red blood flowing from his fingers stung Qi Yan's eyes. "Ah!" Qi Yan stood up regardless, took out a tissue from the small table on the side, and quickly but very gently covered his forehead: "Are you okay?!"

"Um..." Feng Yangao responded weakly.

Qi Yan's eyes flashed, and he turned to the leader beside him and shouted: "Go to the hospital quickly!"

The leader seemed to be stunned by such a sudden change. He pursed his lips, struggled and turned away.

"What are you still hesitating about?! Someone's going to die!"

His hesitation completely infuriated Qi Yan. He shouted, his voice full of anger and shock. These people... are really willing to give up other people's lives for money...

"I need to call my superior..."

"Call?!" Qi Yan's voice changed with anger, and it was particularly sharp compared to his usual elegant voice. "When he gets into trouble, do you also need to make a call?"

"There's a car accident now, and the police will be here soon. If you don't want me to say anything, just send him to the hospital as soon as possible!"

"You probably don't want to make a big deal about this, do you? Our tolerance is limited!"

"When your superior lets you do whatever you want, can he promise to keep you safe for the rest of your life?"

...

Qi Yan's words were more heart-piercing and colder than the last. He looked like a Rakshasa who had been bathed in blood from hell. Who would have thought that he was the unknown and sullen college student Qi Yan?