On the way back, Yang Fan stared at Murong Yan as if nothing had happened: "Fatty, have you offended someone? Or did you do something bad? Don't tell me you've been playing the field, and someone is taking revenge on you."
Still shaken, Murong Yan caught her breath, glared at Yang Fan with a frown, and retorted: "Get lost, you think I'm like you? Can't you wish me any good, you jerk."
Yang Fan just smiled and didn't speak, but after a while, he said: "Ever heard of karma? Who asked you to mess with me and leave me halfway? Have you got no shame?"
"That... that was... Anyway, I really appreciate your help this time. I'm a person who distinguishes clear gratitude and grudges, and I'm very grateful you saved me once," Murong Yan said sincerely.
"Somewhat sincere, but cut the empty talk, give me something real." Yang Fan had thought there might be some reward, but it turned out to be just a 'thank you'. It's strange coming from this woman; she's talking about saving a life here;
"Cheesy!" Murong Yan rolled her eyes, so typical of this person, still the same bratty prankster from childhood, full of rough talks, liking to tease and bully others, Jiang Shan's character is hard to change.
Yang Fan was unsettled, "What do you mean not cheesy? Do you eat? Do you defecate? Do you curse? Isn't that cheesy?"
Murong Yan was speechless, every word spoken was plain: "Utterly cheesy."
This woman is also a miser, all capitalists are the same. Forget it, who lets me be generous? Last time I even saved a woman, although I didn't see her clearly, Yang Fan also did it quietly, kept the effort and name hidden, not asking for any reward.
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In a living room of a residential area in Xinghai City, two men sat with a beer each, gulping down and some snacks on the table in front.
These two were none other than the kidnappers of Murong Yan. One, a rough-featured man with a square face known as Brother Shan from the abandoned factory on the outskirts; and the other, a shorter man with high cheekbones, who had intercepted Murong Yan on the road today and almost succeeded, had his plans ruined by someone who intervened.
Brother Shun was in worse shape, his face still bandaged, having just returned from the hospital.
Both looked gloomy, drinking and eating heavily. Both had been struggling at the bottom of Xinghai City for a long time, gaining nothing, and were pushed into this high-risk, high-reward illegal crime industry, doing dirty works for others, willing to do anything if the price was enough.
Originally hailing from different parts of Xinghai City, they came together because of this woman, Murong Yan, and collaborated sincerely.
"Brother Shun, it's really weird, every time there's a master near this woman Murong Yan, last time we almost succeeded, but alas, she was saved, and Mr. Ye scolded me harshly," Shan Brother said, drinking and sighing, clearly puzzled by Shun Brother's failure.
"Who knows? It's the same this time, some kid came out of nowhere and rescued Murong Yan," Shun Brother said, suddenly having a different thought, "Shan, do you think this kid who spoiled our plans twice could be the same person?"
Brother Shan stopped his drinking, contemplating the thought, "Brother Shun, it's possible. Give me some time, it's not hard to find him since I saw his face clearly at the outskirts last time. If it's the same kid this time, it means he's the one."
Brother Shun nodded slightly, "Shan, Mr. Ye has been pressing us several times, we're running out of time, we need to step up. If we want to prove that these two incidents involved the same person, we need to eliminate him in the shortest time, otherwise it will be impossible to kidnap Murong Yan."
Shan nodded in agreement, and the two clinked their beer bottles and downed them in one gulp.
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Back at the company, Murong Yan immediately phoned Yang Huiru to inquire about the case today, and there wasn't much useful information, but what concerned her even more was that there was still no news about the previous incident.
She had no doubt about the police's capabilities; not finding any clues proved that everything had been planned in advance, calculated step-by-step to avoid any faults.
Murong Yan wanted to know who this person was, why they repeatedly attempted to kidnap her. If they couldn't find this person, the danger would persist, and unpredictable consequences could happen anytime.
She had been very careful each time she went out, but problems still occurred.
Today Murong Yan was very grateful to Yang Fan; had it not been for him, she dared not think how things would have turned out, perhaps worse than the last time.
She must resolve this issue and Murong Yan was considering feasible solutions.
It was noon, and she had once again sent Yang Fan to buy lunch, giving him addresses that were hours apart for a round trip. He wouldn't be eating it; rather, it was delivered directly to a nearby orphanage, considering it as accruing some good karma for this brat. This was all for his own good, and he should be thankful.
This time Yang Fan didn't say anything, just went out to buy Murong Yan's lunch. A round trip of about an hour or two was nothing for him, as he had nothing else to do, just an opportunity to walk around and sightsee in Xinghai City.
With the money given by Murong Yan, he could also grab a meal, not spending his own money made the job quite enjoyable.
Murong Yan was unaware her father also knew about her ordeal; at noon, he personally called: "Yan'er, I heard about what happened at noon and the previous incident too, it's not an isolated case, for your security, you must have a reliable person stay by your side."
"Dad, we've tried hiring bodyguards before, they were all useless; they sounded so capable at first, but when it was time to step up, they all backed down, completely unreliable," Murong Yan had someone in her mind, obviously, it was the person who had rescued her half a month ago during her kidnapping, his abilities had left a profound impression on her, as seven or eight men stood no chance against him.
However, she also knew, since she hadn't seen his face clearly last time, finding him was impossible.
"Yan'er, I have a unique person in mind, with him, I won't worry about your safety," Murong Bo spoke very confidently, seemingly sure that this person was the first choice.
Murong Yan was a bit skeptical, but she also knew her father rarely joked, especially not about such matters. "Dad, is there really such a person?" she asked.
"Of course," replied Murong Bo.
"Who is it?"
"Yang Fan!"