The boss has only one son for three generations. After rebirth, I have three babies.

But Qiao Jin watched the oil gauge heat up, gritted his teeth, and shouted in an increasingly urgent voice, "It's really going to explode, Fu Yanlin, hurry up and leave!"

Her eyes were fixed on the pointer which was gradually approaching the edge of danger. Every tiny change seemed to be the death knell of her life.

Qiao Jin used the hand that was still able to move to push Fu Yanlin desperately, trying to push him away!

She used all her strength to try to push this man who was so important to her out of the dangerous car.

Every second seemed as long as a thousand years, and every bit of strength that slipped away seemed to take away her hope.

She had a feeling that the car would explode in less than a minute!

It was an indescribable feeling, as if the god of death was standing beside him, wielding his scythe.

Time becomes extremely precious and extremely terrifying at this moment.

If Fu Yanlin doesn't leave now, they will all be blown to ashes!

Qiao Jin's heart was beating so fast that even her breathing almost stopped.

She was extremely scared. She was not afraid of her own life, but she was afraid that this man would fall into the abyss of no return with her.

What on earth is Fu Yanlin thinking about!

He clearly had a chance to survive!

Qiao Jin's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted with all his might, "Fu Yanlin, how can I feel at ease when you do this? You didn't have to die, but you want to die with me. How can I accept this?"

Every word and every breath is filled with deep pain and unwillingness.

Fu Yanlin's eyes were deep, as if he could see through everything in the world. "From the beginning to the end, I have never let anyone down, but in this regard, I have indeed let you down several times."

There was a hint of self-blame and guilt in his eyes.

From his initial misunderstanding and indifference to her, to the bullying and dangers Qiao Jin suffered later, each time left an indelible shadow in his heart.

Even during his years as captain, he made many enemies.

Just because he liked Qiao Jin, she became a thorn in the eyes and bones of others.

She was trapped here today, all because He Chi wanted to take revenge on him!

He Chi had vowed long ago to make Fu Yanlin taste the pain of having his family torn apart and losing his loved ones.

That moment seemed to be right before my eyes, and all the pain and struggle were inescapable.

At this moment, he deeply felt the pain, but he understood that life was in his own hands and he should not give up easily even at the last moment.

Especially at this moment, Fu Yanlin was working quickly on the task at hand. He knew that he could definitely unlock the handcuffs, but time was running out.

His fingers moved nimbly among the tools, he clenched his teeth, with only one thought in his mind - it must be fast, it must succeed.

He moved quickly, not daring to delay at all.

The sweat oozing from his forehead dripped down the bridge of his nose onto the tools, but he didn't even have time to wipe it off. He just concentrated on this crucial operation.

By the time the car alarm started blaring and the smell of gasoline grew stronger, Qiao Jin was already in tears, tears streaming down her face like beads from a broken string. "Fu Yanlin, you're so stupid!"

Her voice was filled with heartache and anxiety.

Then, there was a click, like a ray of light suddenly appearing in the darkness.

Qiao Jin’s handcuffs were finally uncuffed!

She looked down at her wrists, and the places that had been bound were now free.

The moment Fu Yanlin saw the handcuffs being removed, his tense heart finally relaxed a little, but he did not stop to rest even for a moment. He immediately picked up Qiao Jin and rushed out of the car.

Just as Fu Yanlin was holding Qiao Jin and jumping towards the jungle not far away, the car behind them exploded completely, and flames shot up into the sky like a giant dragon.

The blazing light illuminated the entire night sky, and a huge shock wave followed, hitting their backs mercilessly.

Fu Yanlin suddenly felt his legs go weak and his body fell forward uncontrollably.

But he still held Qiao Jin tightly, using all his strength to protect her in his arms.

The two men fell to the hard ground, waves of pain spreading throughout their bodies.

Qiao Jin opened her eyes slightly, her eyelashes trembling, her face as pale as a piece of white paper, and the only sound in her ears was the roar of the explosion, as if all other sounds were swallowed up in an instant.

Qiao Jin slowly raised her head and looked at Fu Yanlin, only to see that he had a furrowed brow and an extremely serious expression.

There was chaos and danger all around her, but at this moment she could only see the man's resolute face.

Their bodies were scratched by grass and thorns as they slid across the ground, leaving obvious scratches on their arms, legs and backs, but Qiao Jin still stared at Fu Yanlin closely, as if as long as she didn't take her eyes off him, everything would be averted.

At first, when the two met, Qiao Jin always kept a certain distance from him and kept his distance.

Because she knew that in that previous life that did not belong to her, Fu Yanlin had his own life trajectory and had never had any intersection with her.

Moreover, the other party was always focused on what he was pursuing, so much so that he never married in his entire life.

Thinking of this, Qiao Jin always felt that she should not disturb his peaceful life.

But it was such a man who firmly believed in his feelings for her and never backed down or gave up because of Qiao Jin's resistance.

Whenever she thought of this, Qiao Jin felt as if her heart was being tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand, making her feel almost unable to breathe.

Until the two of them stopped completely.

Fu Yanlin lay on the ground as a cushion for her. Qiao Jin bumped into his chest, her soft black hair fell down, her little face was covered with dust, but her eyes were bright and clear, though still a little dazed as if she had survived a disaster.

The air around them seemed to still smell of explosive gunpowder, and Qiao Jin's heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was about to jump out of his chest.

Her eyes revealed an unconcealable shock, but more of an inexplicable emotion was surging in them.

Their eyes met, but Qiao Jin couldn't say a word.

Her throat seemed to be blocked by something. Although she had thousands of words to say, she couldn't open her mouth.

In the silence, time seemed to become unusually long, and the air was filled with a subtle and tense atmosphere.

Fu Yanlin held the person in his arms, his lips tightly closed, and said in a low voice: "It's safe."

Every word he said sounded firm and powerful, and he tried to make his tone sound calmer to comfort the person in his arms.

However, he hugged Qiao Jin's arm tightly, revealing his inner unrest.

They managed to escape without losing any lives.

Qiao Jin's heart calmed down a little, but then another complex emotion began to surge in her heart, a mixture of relief for escaping death and fear of the crisis just now.

This feeling was like a tangled mess, making her feel completely at a loss.

Qiao Jin's eyes misted up, her nose felt sore, and her voice trembled as she spoke: "Fu Yanlin, weren't you scared just now? If you had left the car a second later, we would both have been blown to death, and you would have been dragged down by me!"