Chapter 1362 - 1359: Successfully Rescuing Them
To stop it from descending further, and then devise a plan to rescue them successfully. In this aspect, Qiao Junlie appeared much smarter than Murong Jun. Unlike Murong Jun, the fool, the elevator itself was already broken, yet he continued to kick it hard, which only worsened the descending trend, making it more dangerous.
If Qiao Junlie had not stopped his recklessness in time, it could have gone wrong, and Qiao Junlie might have become a scapegoat for this fool. His beautiful life had just begun; he didn’t want to risk it.
Thinking about it made him a bit angry, but now, it’s fine, everything has dissipated into smoke. He still held her tightly, didn’t he? She was still by his side. She wouldn’t leave him, and he even more unwilling to abandon her, not even in death!
The two kissed as if no one was watching, which made another handsome guy walking out of the elevator slightly displeased. His expression turned cold, losing his smile, replaced by a slightly sarcastic sneer. For some reason, when he saw the elevator open at that moment and the girl’s expression, when he was closer to her, he almost instantly felt his heartbeat accompanied by his breath freeze. She was so beautiful, so beautiful! Beautiful beyond words, but soon, that beauty was shattered. Watching them kiss right in front of him, a tingling bitterness surged in his heart, and he didn’t want to see it anymore; he suddenly found this scene unbearable.
Amidst the enthusiastic applause, Murong Jun glanced around the surroundings, composed himself, smoothed down his golden hair with one hand, and slipped past them without saying a word, coldly walking away without a greeting or a single word.
Even though Qiao Junlie saw him, he pretended not to, as he had no time to deal with anyone now. He wanted to enjoy this rare tenderness with his beloved. Elegant embrace, Zi Ruoxi leaned into his arms like a little bird. The two gradually moved towards the other end of the hall.
In the crowd, he completely ignored another woman’s feelings, Zhou Yanhong, who stared at them silently, unable to speak, feeling heartache, discomfort, heartache, disappointment, unable to breathe. All of this proved one point: in his heart, there never was a place for her.
Of course, she didn’t learn this today! She should have known this long ago. A smart woman doesn’t make the same mistake, or do foolish things. Yet, she helplessly continues to be foolish. Isn’t it true? When Zi Ruoxi told her that Qiao Junlie was stuck in the elevator, she rushed to call the maintenance team without hesitation and went along to rescue him. And the result? He was rescued, but not a smile or a hug was given to her; all tenderness was given to that woman beside him...
Zhou Yanhong also smiled, her delicate face revealing a self-mocking smile, barely visible to others. Yet, in this environment, she maintained her intelligence and wisdom. Upon seeing the other person walking out behind Qiao Junlie, her heart suddenly tightened.
Him? Why is he here?
No time to think further, a connection quickly formed. Zhou Yanhong immediately composed herself and followed the golden-haired figure.
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Along the way, a somewhat humorous car chase game began like this: a azure blue Lamborghini Murcielago sped along the flat road, followed closely by a black Bentley Azure of the ultimate series. Initially, Murong Jun didn’t care, leisurely driving the car; waiting too long in that place could kill people. He desperately wanted to breathe fresh air and thought about the many wonderful things in life! Hehe!
He rolled down the window, and a rush of cool wind hit him, clearing his mind considerably. But just as he glanced sideways, a strange feeling surged up. What was the matter with that car in the rear-view mirror?
In almost an instant reaction, Murong Jun realized. What was he doing, darn it! Was he actually being tracked?!
Then, with a push and a quick acceleration, he thought he could shake off the car behind him. Unexpectedly, the other party relentlessly followed, which piqued Murong Jun’s great interest in playing the game. Well, if you want to follow, I’ll play along with you!
Murong Jun didn’t drive along the route but zigzagged left and right, traveling a distance, and sure enough, there was a tag-along behind him, not dropping the fifty-meter gap. This kind of speed was just a blink to these top luxury cars. Murong Jun smiled coldly, aimed at the green light ahead, and just as it was about to change, his car sped past in a flash, forcing the car behind to stop. Zhou Yanhong bit her lip hard, knowing the other party probably realized she was following and deliberately grasped the chance to shake her off.
Frustration on one side, comfort on the other.
Already left far behind, that car had long sped off without a trace. Zhou Yanhong drove her Bentley Azure aimlessly, having not expected to gain anything today. But, as if by mocking fate, parked by the roadside of a nightclub, that eye-catching azure blue Lamborghini Murcielago appeared right there. Zhou Yanhong braked hurriedly, thinking she might be mistaken, but unexpectedly... searching thousands of miles, it was right before her. Yes, there could be similar cars, but after following for so long, the license plate numbers couldn’t be wrong!
Parked here, proving that the owner must be nearby too! Zhou Yanhong instinctively looked up at the name of the place, a bar called Kyna. From the outside, the walls were luxuriously decorated, with shining stars outlining an endless temptation of the night.
Zhou Yanhong paused, pondered for a moment, took off her suit jacket, revealing a sexy deep V-neck lace black dress that hugged her curves. She turned off the ignition, pulled out the car keys, opened the car door, and with elegant steps, walked towards the nightclub.
Some noisy sounds mixed with deafening music assaulted her ears. What met her eyes were lavish decorations and crowded scenes everywhere. The central dance floor was full of excitement, a bewitching scene of enthusiastic dancing. Young lads and ladies were here moving freely, sweating profusely, seemingly tireless, indulging in reckless partying.
Occasional smoke filled the air, causing a lingering "cooking smoke," followed by a wave of acrid odor. The bar’s lighting was dim, with dazzling bright and dim colored lights making even her vision blurry. Still looking for someone here? How could that be possible?