After the flash marriage, the fierce Jiuye kissed and hugged every day

She clearly remembered the route back. There was only one way to go, and it was not the current route.

She noticed that the driver was now driving in the opposite direction.

Getting further and further away from the way back.

What does he mean?

Why do this?

Wen Zhihe looked around with confusion in his eyes and kept looking out the window.

The driver, wearing a black mask, glanced at Wen Zhihe sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror and said nothing.

Immediately, he raised his hand, lowered the brim of his black hat a little, looked straight ahead and continued driving.

Wen Zhihe felt something was wrong when she saw that the driver didn't react at all.

She quietly tried to open the car door, but it wouldn't open after several attempts. It was obvious that the driver had locked the door.

Even the car windows were locked, blocking her way and making it impossible for her to get out or escape.

Wen Zhihe's breathing stagnated, and a very scary thought spread from the bottom of her heart.

She had heard news reports before about some girls who encountered bad guys while riding in a car at night and had terrible consequences.

I won’t let her touch me!

Thinking of this, Wen Zhihe's heart rose to his throat.

How to do how to do!

She was panic-stricken at the moment. The fear kept haunting her heart, making her feel uneasy and she didn't know what to do.

She told herself again and again that she couldn't do anything chaotic.

The more dangerous you are in, the more you must not let yourself panic.

Wen Zhihe tried hard to suppress his panic and was thinking about how to escape.

She couldn't panic, she had to find a solution quickly.

So Wen Zhihe made an excuse, looked at the driver warily and said, "Master, I want to go to the toilet, please pull over."

Wen Zhihe saw that the driver ignored her and instead stepped on the accelerator, driving faster and faster.

This made her even more certain that the driver had ulterior motives.

But what does he want from her?

She has neither money nor good looks.

She hadn't offended anyone.

Who is he and why is he doing this?

Wen Zhihe really couldn't figure it out?

If the driver was only after money, it would be easier to deal with, but if he was after something else, how should she deal with it?

Wen Zhihe was feeling uneasy, thinking about escaping as soon as possible.

But she tried her best not to make a mess and not to offend the driver, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with.

She adjusted her disordered breathing and tried to calm herself down as much as possible.

Wen Zhihe reached into his pocket for his cell phone and secretly opened it.

She called Fu Yuheng immediately.

No, no, he was on a business trip. She was so scared that she almost forgot about it. There was no point in calling him now.

Even if we call him now, he won't be able to come back for a while.

She has to rely on herself to save herself.

Wen Zhihe continued to call the police nervously.

But before she finished, the driver saw her movements through the rearview mirror.

He suddenly turned the steering wheel and made a sharp turn. Wen Zhihe didn't react in time and lost hold of the phone, which fell directly onto the back seat.

The driver stepped on the accelerator and drove very fast, completely ignoring the woman in the back seat.

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At the same time, Fu Yuheng returned home from a business trip. He parked the car, quickened his pace, and entered the hall.

When Mrs. Meng saw her young master, she stepped forward and nodded respectfully, saying, "Young master, you are back."

Fu Yuheng nodded coldly and glanced at the first floor but didn't see her.

Then he strode towards the second floor.

With a smile on his face, he pushed open the bedroom door, only to find the room was empty. He then went to the bathroom, toilet, cloakroom, study, and some other rooms on the second floor.

Fu Yuheng pushed open the door and looked around inside, but didn't see Wen Zhihe. He was expecting to see her, and the corners of his mouth slowly relaxed.

It’s so late, where have you been?

I searched all over the house, but couldn't find it.

Then Fu Yuheng went downstairs and found Mrs. Meng to ask, "Mrs. Meng, where is the young lady?"

Mrs. Meng answered truthfully, "Young Madam hasn't come back yet."

Mrs. Meng was also puzzled. It was almost ten o'clock, and the young lady had not returned yet. Even the driver who sent her back had not returned either.

Could something else have delayed him along the way?

Mrs. Meng thought positively and didn't dare to think negatively.

"Not back yet, where did Zhizhi go today?"

Fu Yuheng thought she would be at home today, but from what Mrs. Meng said, he knew that she was out today and not at home.

Mrs. Meng continued, "Master, the young mistress had breakfast this morning and went to work."

"work?"

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yuheng felt inexplicably panicked.

He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and saw a missed call.

He clicked on it and saw that it was Wen Zhihe calling.

But only for a few seconds.

She seldom calls him.

I actually called him today, and the call lasted only three seconds, and I flashed?

When someone suddenly called him at this time, he felt something was wrong, so Fu Yuheng dialed the number immediately.

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On the other side, the driver took Wen Zhihe to an unfinished building.

The driver stopped the car and opened the door. Wen Zhihe came to the back seat, widened his eyes in shock, and quickly picked up his phone.

She hurriedly took out a small bottle of pepper spray from her bag, held it in her hand, and shrank back trembling.

Wen Zhihe took advantage of the driver opening the back door and sprayed the pepper spray in his hand directly into the driver's eyes.

The hot pepper water sprayed into the driver's eyes, and the driver burst into tears due to the spiciness and could not open his eyes at all.

The more he rubbed it with his sleeve, the spicier it became, and his entire face turned red.

Wen Zhihe seized the opportunity and kicked the driver hard in the fatal spot.

The driver screamed in pain and covered his lower body with his hands.

Wen Zhihe quickly escaped from the back seat.

The driver's eyes were so stinging that he couldn't open them, and he was kicked hard in the vital part.

He was in pain all over and below, his veins were throbbing and he was swearing.

He also didn't expect that this woman, who looked so weak, could be so heavy-handed!

The driver endured the pain and followed Wen Zhihe closely.

Wen Zhihe ran forward desperately. The rain soaked her clothes and covered her eyes with layers of raindrops. It seemed that she could hardly see the road ahead.

The driver behind was chasing after him.

At this moment, she heard her cell phone ringing. Wen Zhihe's heart suddenly tightened. She hoped so much that it was him calling.

While running, she picked up her cell phone and saw on the screen that the caller was Fu Yuheng.

Her heart seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.

Wen Zhihe quickly pressed the answer button.

The driver shouted behind Wen Zhihe, "Don't run, stop right there!"

A man's voice came into Fu Yuheng's ears!

Oh no! Zhizhi is in danger!

After he heard this, his narrow and long phoenix eyes were filled with a cold and gloomy air.

"Zhizhi, where are you now?" Fu Yuheng's heart suddenly became nervous and he asked hurriedly.

Wen Zhihe was so scared that her hand holding the phone couldn't stop shaking, and she didn't have time to finish her words.

"Yu, Yuheng, I, ah..."