Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Mu Wan had grown up without ever encountering a kidnapping...

In an instant, her mind was almost blank.

She couldn’t think of any way out, and her whole response was somewhat sluggish.

Mu Wan’s face turned pale, and she pursed her lips, saying, "Alright... I won’t move. If you want money, there’s some in the bag."

With so much surveillance around... if the robber really took the money, they wouldn’t escape these cameras.

The most important thing now was her personal safety.

This was something Mu Wan could understand.

"Hmph... Don’t think I don’t know. If I take the money and run, you’ll report it to the police, won’t you? I’m going to your house now."

Mu Wan: "..."

Hearing the robber’s menacing words, Mu Wan’s face paled further, her beautiful eyes flickering with a dark light, and her small hand clenched into a fist.

Heh...

If we get to the house, I might be completely robbed.

By then, it won’t be so easy to escape.

Mu Wan pursed her lips, speaking softly, "With the knife at my throat, where do you think you’re going? We’re not fools. Anyone who sees you like this will definitely call the police."

In other words, people are everywhere around...

You’re going nowhere.

Mu Wan’s beautiful eyes flickered with a dark light, and a slight smile tugged at her lips, "You can press the knife against my waist."

Mu Wan was soothing the robber’s emotions, really having the knife against her waist. At that time, she could completely take the chance to escape, which was much better than having it at her throat.

The robber hesitated for a moment, obviously doubting Mu Wan’s words.

"Alright, then I’ll reluctantly listen to you, but don’t try any tricks."

"Mm."

Mu Wan nodded, striving to calm the fear in her heart, soothing the robber, while inwardly thinking of ways to escape.

...

The robber instantly pressed the small knife against Mu Wan’s waist, walking to the street lamp, Mu Wan did not turn her head to look at the man’s face, hmm, knowing the appearance wouldn’t be safe for herself anyway.

But Mu Wan roughly noted the man’s height and body type under the street lamp, along with his general physical features.

For someone who studied sketching, remembering human features was easy for Mu Wan.

The man’s figure was brawny, in no way resembling an ordinary weak thief, nor like someone with a big belly; he seemed to be someone with a good physique who worked out regularly.

In the dead of winter, few people were outside wandering around. As Mu Wan was led by the man downstairs in the community, her beautiful eyes scanned the surroundings, not finding anyone she could seek help from, leaving Mu Wan tense and sweating.

Tomorrow she was supposed to leave Yuncheng City...

Could her luck really be this bad?

Mu Wan pursed her lips, step by step heading towards the hallway.

Secretly hoping for a miracle to happen.

Aimu always liked squatting at her door...

Would the man be there today?

At this thought, Mu Wan became incredibly tense.

Hoping he would come to save her from danger, yet also hoping the man wouldn’t come so he wouldn’t be at risk.

...

Step by step, Mu Wan finally reached the hallway, as expected, she saw Aimu’s figure.

Mu Wan’s expression brightened...

Qin Mu was somewhat intoxicated, but his mind was relatively clear. Looking at the man behind Mu Wan, he squinted his dark eyes, which flickered with a dark light.

This man... who is he?

Seeing Mu Wan’s face looking unusually pale.

Qin Mu’s expression changed slightly, quickly realizing that Mu Wan might be in danger.

Mu Wan took a deep breath, quickly closing the distance to stand beside Qin Mu, shakily saying, "Aimu, he, he’s robbing."

Qin Mu: "..."

"You woman."

The robber’s face changed, swiftly advancing as if to attack, Qin Mu quickly raised his hand to block in front of the woman.

Mu Wan: "..."

The two of them exchanged blows.

Unexpectedly, both of them were quite skilled...

After exchanging blows with the man, Qin Mu quickly realized he wasn’t an ordinary street punk, but someone trained in special combat.

More like... someone under Grandpa’s command.

"Young Master... my apologies."

The "robber" leaned closer to Qin Mu, whispering, then quickly raised his hand and slashed the man’s arm with the blade in his hand, controlling the strength just right.

There would be injury and bleeding, but not massive gore.

Qin Mu winced in pain, retracting his large hand, raising another to strike the man’s abdomen, using only three-tenths of his full force.

Due to Qin Mu’s kick, the man rolled down the stairs and took the opportunity to escape.

Qin Mu: "..."

A damsel-saving hero orchestrated by Grandpa?

Hmm?

Grandpa likely wouldn’t have such elaborate plans; the only one who might is Jian Ran.