Murong Feiyi wore a light blue shirt, with tight jeans below; her exceptionally beautiful face now bore indescribable exhaustion and anger.
Her hair was somewhat messy, and two strands fell down, making the always proud Murong Fei appear somewhat pitiful.
Indeed, from yesterday to today, in just one day, Murong Fei's experience felt like a fantasy.
Yesterday afternoon, she went to work at the company as usual, in high spirits because Qin Tian had returned to Green Bamboo Forest and his sister had performed excellently in her college entrance exam.
But it was on her way there, on a very short, nearly deserted road, that bandits appeared!
Two Volkswagen cars suddenly blocked Murong Fei's car from both front and back!
Uncle Wang, Murong Fei's bodyguard, saw this and knew it was bad news, and shouted, "Miss, hurry, it's dangerous!"
However, even though Uncle Wang was skilled in Kung fu, he was old... over fifty years old... and he had no gun...
