Lin Qinghe was thrown heavily onto the ground by the blond-haired man, her face pale and her body trembling in pain as she let out a muffled groan.
The blond-haired man rushed to the window and, seeing Wen Qianyun escaping, shouted, "Third Brother! That girl ran off, quickly! Quickly go down and chase her!"
A man's low curses came from outside, followed by hurried footsteps.
It seemed they were chasing Wen Qianyun.
Lin Qinghe lay on the ground, clutching her increasingly painful abdomen, silently praying that Wen Qianyun would have good luck, not be caught, and quickly bring people back to rescue her after escaping.
If they didn't escape this time, these thugs wouldn't be as easily fooled as before.
Five minutes later.
Third Brother and the other two men returned. Third Brother's face was grim. He grabbed Lin Qinghe by the hair and cursed, "You little brat! You really dare to play me for a fool!"
The blond-haired man asked anxiously, "Third Brother? Where's the girl who ran off earlier? Didn't you catch her?"
"Damn it! She ran out and happened to catch a passing car, and got away!"
"What do we do now? We were too careless, letting these two girls escape. She'll definitely call the police! What do we do now? Are we going to get caught and go to jail?!" the blond-haired man asked in panic.
Third Brother remained silent, a flicker of ferocity in his eyes.
Lin Qinghe's heart skipped a beat. She swallowed, forcing herself to calm down, and feigned composure, saying, "If I were you, I would change locations immediately so the police couldn't find me. Since it's come to this, it's not worth it for you to let me go or kill me now. It's better to take a gamble and continue to use me to threaten the You family, to threaten You Rong. Once you get the money, you can go abroad and live carefree, and the police won't be able to do anything to you, right?"
She had to give them hope, otherwise, they would go all the way and kill her!
Third Brother's face contorted with rage. "You little brat! Still trying to fool us! You're asking for death!"
Third Brother kicked Lin Qinghe hard. She was thrown to the side, hitting a wooden sofa. Her forehead broke, and bright red blood flowed out.
Lin Qinghe, enduring the pain, said, "Am… am I wrong? If you kill me now, you'll lose more than you gain. You won't get any money, and you'll be pursued by the police every day. If you let me go, you won't be satisfied. Using me to threaten the You family is the best choice!"
Third Brother was about to strike again, but the blond-haired man quickly stopped him, anxiously persuading, "Big Brother, this brat is detestable, but she's right. We've come this far, we can't fail to get the money and end up spending our lives on the run. We might as well take a gamble! Besides… we need to leave quickly. If that little girl calls the police, they'll be here immediately!"
Third Brother cursed softly a few times and said, "Let's go! Tie her up and take her to the car!"
"Yes, Third Brother!"
The blond-haired man used a rope to tie Lin Qinghe's hands and dragged her downstairs, stuffing her into a van.
The van door closed, and it sped away from the abandoned factory.
Lin Qinghe's head felt groggy, and her forehead was still bleeding, but thankfully, the bleeding wasn't heavy. It should stop soon.
Judging by their behavior, these people wouldn't kill her for now.
She could only hope they would contact You Rong quickly. The longer it dragged on, the less patient they would become, and the more dangerous it would be for her.
Lin Qinghe even regretted letting Wen Qianyun go first. They weren't related, and she was within the system. Why had she been so kind? Now, she was putting herself in danger.
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Police Station.
You Rong received a call from the police station saying Wen Qianyun had almost been kidnapped. He and Uncle Wang immediately rushed to the station.
As soon as they arrived at the interrogation room, they heard Wen Qianyun, tearfully pleading with the police, "Please hurry and save that girl. She said she was Wen Qianyun to save me. I escaped, but she didn't. The thugs found out we were trying to escape, and she must be in great danger now. Please hurry and save her!"
"Miss, please calm down. We will definitely save her. Now, please tell us the specific situation. What is the girl's name? Is she your classmate?"
Wen Qianyun sobbed, "No… no, I don't know her. I only met her today for the first time. I don't know her name, she…"
Wen Qianyun's eyes caught sight of You Rong. She jolted, stood up abruptly, and said urgently, "Brother You Rong! You're here just in time. The girl who was kidnapped with me is the same girl you were with at the school gate at noon. You must know her! Right?"
You Rong's body stiffened, and his face turned pale. "You're saying… the girl who was with me at the school gate at noon was also kidnapped?"
Wen Qianyun nodded, crying, "Yes! She… we were captured together at the school gate at noon. The thugs said they wanted to capture your fiancée. She… she saw I was scared and said she was Wen Qianyun. The thugs asked her to call you, but the call didn't go through. The thugs used another phone to call you, and you hung up. We had no choice… we tried to escape. She told me to go first, but I was too scared and made a noise that alerted the thugs, and then… then… I'm sorry…"
Wen Qianyun choked with sobs, overcome with guilt.
You Rong remembered a phone call he had hung up not long ago.
He had been agitated at the time and vaguely remembered someone mentioning his fiancée. He thought it was a reporter and, with a curt "no comment," hung up. He had even turned off his phone afterward.
That was the thugs calling him!
All of You Rong's strength seemed to drain away. His face was ashen, as if he might collapse at any moment.
If he hadn't blocked Lin Qinghe's number, if he had answered that call and negotiated with the thugs, given them money, Lin Qinghe would be fine!
But now… what about her?
She failed to escape and was discovered by the thugs. What would the thugs do to her? What would happen to her?
You Rong's eyes turned bloodshot. He couldn't bear to think about it, as any scenario would not end well.
At this moment, You Rong wished he could slap himself hard!
Why did he block her number!
Why couldn't he listen to the entire call!
Why did he turn off his phone!
If something happened to her, he would be the one responsible!