Zhao ngjin scread, "Help—"
Little Huzi, hearing her scream, imdiately covered her mouth with his hand.
Zhao ngjin’s eyes were brimming with tears as she looked around for soone to rescue her.
That’s when she spotted a man standing across the street.
The man was tall and thin, dressed in a white shirt with a black trench coat over it, exuding a sense of cleanliness, stylishness, and a unique charisma and elegance that were fully expressed.
Compared to the average person, Zhao ngjin instinctively felt that this man was most capable of saving her life. Thus, she repeatedly made eye signals to him.
However, the man, who seed well-educated, appeared to be even more indifferent and aloof, ignoring her plight completely.
Zhao ngjin’s heart sank; she wondered if she was so unlucky today to have missed her uncle and his wife and ended up dying at the hands of these people.
Little Huzi dragged her onto his motorcycle, intending to abduct her, when suddenly, the sound of a police siren ca from the end of the street.
This caused the abruptly ill-intentioned kidnappers to panic, and as they turned their motorcycles around to flee, sirens were also heard from the other direction.
Little Huzi pushed Zhao ngjin off his motorcycle, saying viciously, "You’ve got good luck! I’m not looking to end up in prison."
With the victim released, the police might not pursue them. Little Huzi slipped into a small alley on his motorcycle and sped away.
After being thrown to the ground, Zhao ngjin felt dizzy, propped herself up with her hands, and couldn’t get up imdiately.
But she knew, whether it was the police siren or other alarms that scared Little Huzi away, no real police appeared afterwards.
It was the man standing opposite her, the one with an emotionless face, who took out so RMB from his pocket and handed it to the two old n riding a tricycle with a loudspeaker attached who had co back for their paynt.
Finally, the man walked over to where she sat. Without bending down, he looked down at her, the corners of his mouth slightly curved in a smile that was not quite a smile, "Can you walk back by yourself?"
The voice was extrely cold. Having just been rescued, Zhao ngjin’s mind was clear enough to realize that this man had saved her, and she said, "Thank you, sir. I will definitely repay you."
"No need, I only intervened because you work for my boss. Otherwise, I wouldn’t care about this affair."
"Your boss?" Zhao ngjin paused, looking up at his face.
In the afternoon sun, the contours of the man’s face were drawn in golden hues, appearing very refined.
No matter how you looked, he was an extraordinary man; how did he beco soone who worked for others?
The man seed accustod to her puzzled gaze; the slightly hooked corners of his lips were enigmatic. He glanced down at his watch and said, "I’ll take you to the hotel, and then, you don’t have to tell your mother you ever t ."
"Who are you, exactly?"
"My na is Tang."
Tang? Suddenly, a na flashed through Zhao ngjin’s mind. Mainly because her two cousins, Zhu Jiayin and Kang Yueting, had ntioned soone nad Tang Sili, a doctor, a professor.
Was it this man?
Zhao ngjin’s eyes widened.
Seemingly knowing that she had guessed his identity, Tang Sili exhaled, put his unoccupied hand into his pocket, and said, "Just pretend we have never t."
"You an my mother’s brother is your boss?"
Tang Sili turned back, eyeing the seemingly naive and genteel music girl in front of him who suddenly had a glint of depth in her eyes when ntioning Xiao Yebai.
This girl didn’t seem to be that simple. But to him, she left a much better impression than Kang Yueting who had suddenly gone mad.
"Yes." Tang Sili’s mouth curved slightly as he nodded at her unexpectedly.
Zhao ngjin smiled, the corners of her mouth revealing a smile that even her mother and aunts had likely never seen.
Tang Sili’s eyes narrowed slightly.
"Where are you headed?" Zhao ngjin got up from the ground, dusted off her hands, and her deanor returned to a hundred percent calm, "Did my uncle send you?"
At this point, Tang Sili truly found himself at a loss for words.
This ti, he hadn’t co here on Xiao Yebai’s orders but purely because of a pact he had with Gu Nuan. His student had suddenly asked for a leave, not telling the truth about where she was going. When he sensed sothing was amiss, he had to follow Ou Yanan.
And indeed, Ou Yanan had co to Gu Nuan’s ancestral ho.
Standing in front of the dilapidated building of the Gu family, Ou Yanan looked up, a trace flickering in his expression that went unnoticed by anyone.
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