Che Huan knew that the group leader was trying to comfort her, telling her not to be afraid, but how could she not be afraid at this ti? Her heart was hanging off a cliff.
Just then, the group leader gestured sothing.
Che Huan didn’t understand.
Uncle Lu explained from the side, "The group leader says it’s not with sir."
Che Huan nodded, glanced at the ti, and couldn’t help but feel her heart sink. It had been an hour since she called him, and he hadn’t returned the call. Sothing must have happened!
Otherwise, she called so many tis, he would certainly have returned the call.
Thinking of her uncle’s words, she didn’t hesitate any longer, and quickly dialed Qín Mòtíng’s number.
The mont the call connected, she realized it was a landline, not a mobile phone, and now it was already midnight — she feared no one would answer.
As she was distracted, a slightly weary but mature male voice ca from the other end, "It’s very late, what’s the matter with calling now?"
Hearing it was Qin Moting’s voice, Che Huan took a deep breath to calm herself and tried to keep her voice steady, "Can... can you accompany to Winter City?"
"Now?"
Qin Moting glanced at the wall clock, which showed it was nearly dawn.
Che Huan responded with a "Hmm," recalling her mother’s words that she could rely on him for anything, coupled with her uncle’s advice and her intuition that Qín Mòtíng was soone she could trust.
After a long silence, Che Huan couldn’t help but ask, "Is it inconvenient?"
Qin Moting hesitated, thinking about an important client he was to et the next day and was about to decline, but then he heard the anxious breathing on the other end of the phone and suddenly changed his mind.
"No, where are you? I’ll co to pick you up."
Che Huan gave the location, changed her clothes, and waited anxiously in the living room.
She wouldn’t dare to go to Winter City alone, but Qin Moting was different. He was the helmsman of the Qin family, and Qin Shaojin was a top lawyer in the country. The Huo family wouldn’t do anything to him, would they?
...
Half an hour later, a black Maybach stopped outside the Nanyuan Villa.
Che Huan’s phone rang.
Upon answering, she heard Qin Moting’s voice, "I’ve arrived. Co on out."
Che Huan looked at Uncle Lu, "I’ll go alone; you all stay at Nanyuan Villa."
"Madam!"
"Huanhuan!"
...
Che Huan bit her lip, "I’ll keep my phone on and maintain open communication. Contact anyti if sothing cos up."
As soon as her words fell, she quickly went out the door and saw Qin Moting standing in front of the black Maybach, in a coat, with two tall bodyguards standing beside him.
"Sit in the back,"
Qin Moting said and got into the back seat.
Che Huan looked in Qin Moting’s direction, "President Qin, why don’t you ask why I’m going to Winter City?"
"It must be sothing important."
Qin Moting sat there, eyes closed, gently massaging his temples.
Che Huan got in the car and just sat down when she felt a dark shadow pounce toward her. By the ti she realized it, the group leader was already crouching next to her.
She looked at Qin Moting, just about to speak, but he quietly said it’s all right, looking towards the driver and saying, "Let’s go."
...
As they had just left Hong Kong, the car radio broadcasted the somber voice of the announcer, "At 9:01:58 PM tonight, a magnitude 7.0 earthquake occurred in Lu’an County, Winter City, at a latitude of 30.3 degrees north and a longitude of 103.0 degrees east. The focal depth was 17 kiloters..."
In that instant, Che Huan picked up her phone and looked at the call ti, 9:15 PM — her breath suddenly tensed!
Qin Moting looked at Che Huan, "Huo Jinnan went to Winter City?"
Right after he finished speaking, the phone rang.
Seeing it was Qin Mochuan, he answered and said in a low voice, "Shaojin, don’t rush; hot tofu can’t be eaten in haste. You better stay out of trouble these next few days!"
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