At this moment, it wasn't just him, a professional taxi driver, who was yelling frantically; Qiu Hui and the passersby outside were also stunned.
After all, he was the only one who could make a Santana taxi perform with the flair of a Lamborghini.
"Brother Bao, slow down a bit, I'm feeling a bit carsick."
Qiu Hui's voice, in the confined space, sounded exceptionally pleasant, like a clear spring washing over stones. The driver, upon hearing it, trembled all over!
Regarding Qiu Hui's voice, the driver knew it better than her appearance. This voice was even more gentle and melodious than when she was live-streaming.
The driver was almost so excited he hit his head. "This, this is Miss Qiu, Miss Qiu Hui!"
"Hello."
If Ren Yuanhao hadn't been driving fast enough, Qiu Hui might have been able to wave her hand openly to her fans. However, Ren Yuanhao's accelerator never eased up.
After driving for over ten minutes, the taxi, which had left everyone far behind, finally stopped in front of a park.
"Wow~"
The driver stumbled out of the car, and the first thing he did was lean against a trash can and vomit profusely.
"I'm telling you, the most exaggerated and unsolvable thing I've ever encountered in my life is me throwing up in my own car!"
Qiu Hui was much better off than the driver. The park was tranquil and quiet. The cold branches intertwined, seemingly trying to pierce the sky. There were very few pedestrians. Under the night sky, the city's neon lights devoured the entire starry sky, and a hazy miasma permeated the air. Ren Yuanhao suddenly missed the Western Wasteland desert, where he could gallop freely.
Perhaps this was the strange psychology of people: seeing too many people makes you want to see the sea, and seeing too much sea makes you want to see people.
"Miss Qiu Hui, I'm a staunch fan of yours. You're even more beautiful than on screen, and your voice is even nicer," the driver said earnestly, taking out a pen and paper. "Miss Qiu Hui, could you please sign it for me?"
Qiu Hui nodded, exuding a gentle and soft feminine beauty. Especially when she extended her five fingers to smooth her hair, she was breathtakingly beautiful.
"I'm not a streamer anymore, I've disappointed you." Qiu Hui handed the signed paper and pen back to the driver.
"No, no, no, I believe you can definitely return to your peak." The driver was as excited as a child who had received a reward.
Qiu Hui did not reply. Perhaps, in her heart, whether she could return to her peak was not important at all. What she needed to consider now was perhaps just a job that suited her better.
"Brother Bao, thank you for helping me out of that situation. Without you, I wouldn't have known how to handle that kind of scene myself."
Ren Yuanhao waved his hand, about to speak, when Qiu Hui interrupted him, "Oh, by the way, my home is nearby. You two should go back. After this incident, I need to seriously consider my life."
As soon as she finished speaking, Qiu Hui still managed a supremely gentle smile and gradually disappeared into a corner of the park.
The two men, each lost in their own thoughts, stared blankly at the quiet park under the night sky.
...
After leaving the park, Ren Yuanhao first found a small hotel to stay in. The hotel was very small, so small that it didn't even have a parking space. He wasn't someone who spent money lavishly; as long as he had a place to rest, he could sleep soundly.
In fact, after a whole day of riding, Ren Yuanhao's bones felt like they were about to fall apart. He fell onto the bed and slept like a log.
However, what should have been a peaceful and quiet night was interrupted by the system's voice in the middle of the night.
"DiDi, detecting that the employer is in extreme danger, please proceed immediately, host!"
"What are you roaring about? Let me sleep a bit longer~"
"Fine, sleep then. Just keep sleeping. After you wake up, you can collect the employer's corpse and then happily accept your punishment. I don't have any objections. After all, the title of the last eunuch in the world is quite imposing."
"Collect a corpse? Please, it's broad daylight, the world is clear and bright, and wicked people have nowhere to hide, okay~"
"Please, wake up. It's the dead of night, when evil spirits reign. Besides, haven't you noticed that your mission hasn't been completed at all?"
"Mission~" Ren Yuanhao finally opened his eyes and jumped off the bed in one go. The not-so-sturdy bed frame immediately cracked in half!
"Mission! That's right, now that you mention it, I don't seem to have received the order completion notification!"
"What are you dawdling for? Do you really want to become the last eunuch in the world?"
Ren Yuanhao looked at the rather tragic bed. He couldn't help but imagine the expression on the boss's face when they came to tidy the room tomorrow and saw this scene.
...
A taxi in the middle of the night was like a ghost drifting through the quiet city.
Ren Yuanhao was now sitting in the car, speeding towards the red dot in his mind that symbolized the employer.
"Brother, the destination is the slum. I heard it's very dirty and messy, with AIDS patients and people with vitiligo living there. Why are you going there so late at night?"
Ren Yuanhao was startled. He thought that even if Qiu Hui had suddenly been taken down, she shouldn't have fallen to the point of living in the slums. His worry grew.
"Don't ask so many questions. Can you please drive faster?"
"Brother, speeding is usually only caught on camera at night. The electronic eyes are on 24 hours a day."
Ren Yuanhao knew this perfectly well, but due to his fatigue and drowsiness, he might have already missed the best time for rescue. Moreover, he had no idea what had happened to the employer, Qiu Hui.
Thinking this, Ren Yuanhao suddenly saw a fork in the road on the map in his mind. The fork led west, bypassing the main road, and in a straight line, it led directly to the slums!
"Brother, I'll get off up ahead then."
Ren Yuanhao paid the fare and got out of the car. Seeing that there was no one around, he immediately gathered his energy, took a deep breath, and sprinted forward, causing the low bamboo on both sides to rustle.
At the same time, in an old house in the slums, Qiu Hui, wearing pajamas, was tied to a dilapidated stool with several ropes.
"Who would believe that the great Miss Qiu Hui actually lives in such a dirty and messy environment with a bunch of brats."
The man who spoke crossed his legs. A part of his mouth seemed to have been sliced off by some sharp object. A centipede-like scar ran from the corner of his mouth to his chin. Combined with his sparse hair and broken eyebrows, it added a hint of imposing killing intent.
A cold, gleaming short knife was held against Qiu Hui's neck.
Her mouth was stuffed with cotton, making it impossible for her to make a sound. In front of her, more than ten pairs of eyes, filled with fear, were looking at her.
"Mmm~!" Qiu Hui struggled as if she wanted to say something.
"I know, you want to say don't let these children see this scene. But you don't know, I spent quite a lot of effort to deal with these scoundrels."
The man licked Qiu Hui's face with his tongue, and a sickeningly sour smell wafted towards her.
"Oh, and you don't need to hope that someone will come to save you. Who told you to offend the young master of Fang Xin Media? See that DV? It's recording the whole thing, including the titillating scenes that are about to happen~ I'll send it to your arrogant little wolfdog then, hehe~ what a scene."