“Fine.” Qian Feng glared fiercely at Yin Xi, feeling his own body was somewhat weak and that it was indeed time to rest and adjust.
He turned and walked towards the door.
At this moment, Meng Qi suddenly spoke to him, "While you're at it, contact them and find out where the plane is."
Hearing this, Yin Xi's heart leaped, and she instantly understood a problem.
Generally, kidnappers do not reveal their identities; they either don't show up or wear masks.
But the three of them had appeared before her with their true faces from the beginning, and they had already planned their escape route.
It seemed they hadn't intended to let her live today.
“You two go out as well!”
Perhaps due to overconfidence, or because Bai Lin didn't want more people to know certain inside information, she directly sent the two men in black inside out.
Qian Feng, with his head down and clutching a certain spot, cursed all the way back to the third-floor lounge.
As soon as he entered, the door was immediately closed from the inside.
He couldn't help but shudder and look around the room, finding it filled with many men in black bodyguards, all unfamiliar faces.
One tall man, wearing a black trench coat, stood by the window, exuding a chilling aura that seemed to penetrate one's bones.
His powerful presence filled the entire room with a sense of oppressive pressure.
“You… who are you?” Qian Feng asked, his voice trembling, after a slight cough.
“Qian Feng, you’ve got some nerve. To dare kidnap Miss Yin.” Zhao Ze stepped forward, coldly saying to those around him, “Take him down!”
Immediately, Qian Feng was pinned to the ground by two black-clad bodyguards.
“Ow, ow, please be gentle.” Qian Feng’s hands had nowhere to go, so he could only brace himself on the ground.
Otherwise, his face would be planted firmly on the floor.
“You know pain?” Zhao Ze glared at him.
Qian Feng finally raised his head to look at him. He hadn’t seen the speaker’s face clearly in the backlight.
He hadn't realized the shock awaiting him until he looked.
“Assistant Zhao, how could it be you?”
“What do you think?” Zhao Ze condescended to look down at him. “Before kidnapping Miss Yin, did you not investigate her relationship with President Qin?”
President Qin? Who? Qin Si Ye? Qian Feng was stunned by his words.
Impossible, right? He had only investigated Yin Xi's acupuncture treatment for Mrs. Qin.
He didn't know if they had any other deep connection.
However, at this moment, he had guessed who the man standing by the window was.
So, Yin Xi's last words weren't just a scare tactic. A powerful figure was indeed standing behind her.
And it was Qin Si Ye, the business prodigy of City K, feared by everyone.
Understanding this, Qian Feng trembled with fear, almost collapsing to the ground.
He immediately crawled forward a few steps, humbly kneeling before Qin Si Ye and incessantly kowtowing to beg for mercy.
“President Qin, I’m sorry. I was wrong! I didn’t know Miss Yin was your friend. It was those bitches Bai Lin and Meng Qi who instigated me, insisting on involving others in this…”
Before he could finish speaking, Qin Si Ye suddenly turned and kicked him fiercely in the shoulder.
Qian Feng fell several meters away, crying out in pain.
The two black-clad men from before walked up again, holding him down on his knees, and forcefully covering his mouth.
“President, should we rush in now?” Zhao Ze asked, frowning at Qin Si Ye.
“Wait a moment longer.” Qin Si Ye’s pupils constricted.
Although he couldn’t see what was happening inside, with Yin Xi’s intelligence and her prior preparations, the danger shouldn't be too great.
If he took his men in now, it would inevitably disrupt her plan.
She wanted not only to capture those two women but also to solve many unsolved mysteries.
Suddenly, Yin Xi’s voice came from the mobile phone.
“Bai Lin, I have no enmity with you, why are you doing this to me?”