Under strong pressure and in a state of high tension, Yin Manqing escaped from Mu Chengtian's villa with Yan Lixiang. The exhausted physical strength made her panting and her heart felt as if it was about to pop out.
"Lixiang, take a rest for a while, I can't walk anymore." Yin Manqing felt extremely uncomfortable. She was wearing a thick winter coat with a big belly, and she was increasingly unable to move freely.
"Sister Xiaoman, are you okay? I'm sorry, I was a little too anxious. Why don't we find a place to stay first."
Yan Lixiang looked at Yin Manqing's pale face and felt very sorry, but when she thought that the place where she lived might not be safe, she added, "Sister Xiaoman, what should we do? The place where we live may be discovered by Mu Chengtian.
When we are captured, both you and I will be dead."
Although Yan Lixiang had the courage to take Yin Manqing out, they came out too hastily and did not think about where to take Yin Manqing or where to escape. Her passport had long been detained by Mu Chengtian, and now she only has
Yin Manqing can travel freely.
"How about I buy you a ticket to Chicago first." Yan Lixiang racked her brains to send Yin Manqing to the right place.
But Yin Manqing had an intuition that Chicago should be more dangerous than here, "Lixiang, call Annie for me and ask Shen Ye what's going on now. By the way, tell Annie my current situation for me and let her and Peter find a way."
Come and help me. Our mobile phones don’t work. Once they are turned on, I’m worried that Mu Chengtian may find us soon.”
"Okay, give me your phone number and wait for me here. I'll be right back." Yan Lixiang accepted the phone number slip given by Yin Manqing and looked around for a public phone.
"There doesn't seem to be a public phone here. I'll go over there and have a look. Sister Xiaoman, just be careful."
Yan Lixiang told Yin Manqing worriedly. Yin Manqing's pale face was obviously caused by fatigue. A day of running around and running away made her body completely unable to bear the load. Not only that, the hesitation and fear in her heart were increasing, and she had no idea what else she could do at this time.
Who lends a helping hand to her.
Although her face is ugly, among the Western crowd, Yin Manqing's delicate and outstanding oriental face is very eye-catching. Sitting on a bench to rest, she also attracted the attention of Westerners coming and going.
Yin Manqing lowered her head deliberately, not wanting others to judge her, but she didn't know that there was a servant not far away who was studying her face deeply.
"What? Master Mengxi has fallen in love with that woman?" Otherwise, why would their young master keep staring there.
Although Yin Manqing's body was slender, her pregnant belly was already quite obvious. The gaze of the young master Mengxi mentioned by the servant also kept falling on Yin Manqing's big belly, looking at it with a semi-calm gaze and looking at it seriously.
"Master Mengxi, you'd better get in the car first, it's getting cold."
"Darren, I have met this woman once before and she looks familiar." Mengxi said to his subordinate Darren in a very confident tone.
"Are there not many women that you are familiar with, Master Mengxi? There are a few beauties in Los Angeles that you are not familiar with, Master Mengxi." Darren said slightly sarcastically.
"Yes, I am very impressed by this woman." Mengxi's tone became more determined, and he even quickened his pace and walked steadily in the direction of Yin Manqing.
Darren followed behind and didn't know what the taste of their young master was. It was too heavy. "Master Xi, I am a pregnant woman, a pregnant woman. Didn't you see it? Even if you like the charm of oriental women, at least don't
Pick a pregnant woman! Let me tell you, if you continue to be so carefree, something big will happen sooner or later."
Darren had long been accustomed to Master Mengxi's lovey-dovey personality, but what surprised him this time was that their Master Xi actually fell in love with a pregnant woman who was out of shape.
Look at her, from a close distance, her face is ugly and pale. Although her face does have some beauty, it doesn't match Master Mengxi.
"Hi." Mengxi approached and said a simple hello, his voice slightly flirty.
Yin Manqing raised his head when he heard the voice and looked at the Western man with a handsome face in front of him. He didn't look very old and had a sinister smile. Although it didn't make people feel oppressive, it didn't make him feel good either. Yin Manqing frowned and didn't make any response.
In Chinese terms, in Yin Manqing's eyes, Mengxi is a typical gangster. For such a person, there is only one way: to stay as far away as possible.
Yin Manqing said nothing and simply turned his head to one side, turning a blind eye.
But Mengxi didn't feel unhappy at all. He liked challenges and people with personality, "Hey, don't you remember me?"
Mengxi greeted Yin Manqing in extremely non-standard Chinese. He could tell at a glance that Yin Manqing was Chinese and not from other Asian countries.
Yin Manqing was slightly shocked that he could still speak Chinese to her, just pretending to be an old way of chatting with each other before. This was not the first time that Yin Manqing learned from Mengxi.
Yin Manqing realized that she seemed to have met a rogue gangster and had no choice but to leave, but Mengxi refused to let go, and even seemed as cordial as meeting an old friend, "My name is Mengxi, do you really not remember me? We were there before
We met once during Milan Fashion Week, when you were on the catwalk, and later we exchanged business cards backstage at work. You are Yin Manqing, right."
Mengxi blocked Yin Manqing's way, explaining sometimes in English and sometimes in Chinese that he knew Yin Manqing.
His explanation and explanation made Yin Manqing shocked when he heard his name spoken from Meng Xi's mouth, but he also roughly guessed what Meng Xi meant.
She once attended Milan Fashion Week, but she had a natural inability to recognize the faces of Western men. She felt that they all looked the same, with no difference, and she couldn't tell which one was which.
As Yin Manqing's eyebrows deepened, Mengxi's lips also tightened into a smile, "Remember, you finally remembered, right?"
"No impression."
Yin Manqing's "no impression" poured cold water on Mengxi who was in the midst of excitement and joy.
"No, if you think about it again, you and I have shaken hands and taken pictures together. I was very impressed by you at that time." Mengxi pestered Yin Manqing and kept talking, as if he had to evoke all of Yin Manqing's memories at this moment.
However, for Yin Manqing, even if Mengxi's words were true and they had indeed met in Milan, she really had no impression.
Darren caught a glimpse of his young master clinging to a pregnant woman on the road. He was worried for him and blushed for him, "Master Xi, goodbye, can we save face? People are ignoring you.
If you keep pestering me and tell me, it will ruin your reputation."
Yin Manqing couldn't understand what Darren and Mengxi were saying, but taking advantage of this gap, Yin Manqing sped up her pace. She couldn't cause trouble for herself at this time. She just wanted to find Lixiang quickly. If she was killed by Mu in the end,
Chengtian caught him and took him back, and she admitted it. It was better than falling into the hands of strangers without knowing anything.
"Hey, wait, what I said is true." Mengxi caught up with her. However, Yin Manqing suddenly felt dizzy. Waves of dizziness made her dazzled and unable to move forward. Finally, in front of her eyes, a
Dao Baixue turned into a blurry image and fainted.
"Hey, Yin, wake up, what's wrong?" Mengxi was greatly surprised and didn't understand what was going on with Yin Manqing. While he was eager to wake her up, Mengxi was also full of confusion in his heart.
"Darren, bring the car over and take her to the hospital."
He ordered sternly. Although Darren disapproved of the young master continuing to cause trouble, he could not ignore the situation and could only obey the order, drive the car, and drive Yin Manqing to the hospital quickly.
When Yan Lixiang finally found a public phone and talked to Annie, she returned to the place where Yin Manqing was waiting for her, and was surprised to find that Yin Manqing was no longer there.
"Where have you gone? Didn't you say you would wait for me here!" Suddenly, Yan Lixiang was trembling physically and mentally, followed by deep fear and fear.
She comforted herself that Mu Chengtian would not find them so quickly and she should be nearby, but Yan Lixiang searched everywhere but still could not see Yin Manqing.
"Sister Xiaoman, where are you? I heard you, answer me." Yan Lixiang was very anxious. If she lost Yin Manqing like this, she would hate herself to death.
No, Yin Manqing couldn't leave without saying a word, he must have been in danger.
However, if there is any danger in Los Angeles, it must be related to Mu Chengtian. Yan Lixiang cheered up, wiped away her tears quickly, and determined that it was Mu Chengtian who had taken Yin Manqing back.
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She turned on her cell phone and dialed Mu Chengtian. Before she had a chance to speak, the moment the phone was connected, Mu Chengtian's roaring and furious voice came, "Damn it, where are you! Get back here right now."
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Mu Chengtian's voice was so rough and cold that it made Yan Lixiang's eardrums roar. For a while, her ears seemed to be deaf, and she didn't even dare to speak anymore. She just froze, her whole body trembling, and she was in chaos.
Her heart was as heavy as steel and she was about to stop breathing. Mu Chengtian couldn't hear her reaction, so he had to try to contain his anger, "Where is it? You idiot, speak up."
If Yan Lixiang were in front of him at this time, she would definitely not be able to withstand Mu Chengtian's anger, but across the phone, she rarely got angry at Mu Chengtian, "Where is Sister Xiaoman? Where are you taking her?
Have you given her to Mr. Long? How could you do such a despicable and shameful thing, a dishonest bastard? Hand over Sister Xiaoman immediately, otherwise, I will never be done with you..."
Listening to Yan Lixiang's scolding and spoiling, listening to her choked and angry voice, Mu Chengtian already understood what was going on. If they really left on their own initiative, Yan Lixiang must have only listened to him.
Halfway through the phone call, I had a misunderstanding about him.
"Where are you!" Mu Chengtian repeated, his tone becoming more patient and patient every time.
But what Mu Chengtian responded to was crying and sadness. On the phone, her wailing voice came, which made him uneasy in every way, "Don't move there, I'll pick you up."