From an abandoned girl to a wealthy lady

Chapter 128 Dangers surround us: Struggle in the trap

The riot at the hospital was just a diversion.

When Wen Nuan and Mo Han arrived, they saw only a mess - a few thugs had fled after causing trouble and had not caused any substantial damage.

Wen Nuan secretly cursed herself for being careless and falling into Wu's opponent's trap.

When I returned to the company, I received even worse news: the data of an important project was lost, causing the partner to terminate the contract. The employees were in a panic and rumors were spreading.

Wen Nuan was extremely anxious, but she had to stay calm and stabilize the morale of the troops.

"Don't worry, we can definitely handle it." Although Wen Nuan's voice was firm, it couldn't hide the fatigue in his eyes.

Mo Han held her in his arms with heartache, "Don't push yourself too hard, I'm still here." There was a cold light flashing in his deep eyes, "Wu Dishou, you'd better pray that Wen Nuan is okay, otherwise, I will make you pay the price!

For several days, they followed the clue of Lin Neiying but found nothing.

Lin Neiying was like a closed clam shell; no matter how they pried, they could not get any useful information.

Just when they were almost at a stalemate, an unexpected clue appeared.

Fisherman Liu, who was staying near his seaside holiday cottage, happened to see several suspicious-looking people carrying goods into an abandoned factory.

The vague description he provided made Wen Nuan and Mo Han immediately think of Wu Dishou.

"Abandoned factory..." Mo Han's fingers tapped lightly on the table, a gleam in his eyes, "It seems that Wu Dishou wants to lead us there."

Wen Nuan nodded, with an uneasy feeling in her heart.

Bodyguard Chen was transferred from his post due to a sudden "family emergency". Although Mo Han immediately arranged for someone else, she always felt that the matter was too coincidental.

"We must be careful and cautious." Wen Nuan's tone was solemn. "Wu's opponent is very cunning. We can't let our guard down."

As night fell, a black car drove silently towards an abandoned factory in the suburbs.

Wen Nuan and Mo Han sat in the car, the atmosphere was solemn.

"We're here." Mo Han stopped the car and opened the door first.

The gate of the abandoned factory was open, like the huge mouth of a giant beast, quietly waiting for the arrival of its prey.

"Be careful." Mo Han held the warm hand tightly and walked into the factory step by step.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of mold, and in the dim light, mottled walls and rusty machines were vaguely visible.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, blowing up the fallen leaves on the ground and making a rustling sound.

"Who is it?!" Mo Han shouted sternly.

There was silence, only echoes reverberated in the empty factory.

My warm heart suddenly sank, and an ominous premonition came over me.

"Mo Han..." She held Mo Han's hand tightly, her fingertips were cold.

Mo Han held her hand in return and gave her a reassuring look.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Just as he finished speaking, a sharp sound of metal friction came from deep inside the factory...

After the harsh sound of metal friction, a row of sharp steel knives fell from the sky, heading straight for Wen Nuan and Mo Han's heads.

Mo Han was quick to pull Wen Nuan into his arms, narrowly escaping the danger.

The steel knife slammed heavily on the ground, making a deafening sound and splashing a cloud of dust.

"Damn it!" Mo Han cursed softly, protecting Wen Nuan behind him and looking around vigilantly.

Inside the abandoned factory, the light is dim, and there are rusty machines and piles of debris everywhere. It is like a huge maze full of dangers.

"Watch your step." Mo Han reminded.

Wen Nuan nodded and followed Mo Han closely, not daring to relax at all.

They moved forward cautiously, taking every step with extreme caution.

There are all kinds of traps hidden on the ground, and if you are not careful, they will be triggered.

Suddenly, a tripwire emerged from the darkness and wrapped around the warm ankle.

Wen Nuan screamed, lost her balance, and was about to fall.

Mo Han was quick to grab Wen Nuan's arm and pull her back.

"Are you okay?" Mo Han asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Wen Nuan shook her head and looked at the trip rope with lingering fear.

Mo Han's eyes turned cold and he kicked the trip rope to break it.

"It seems that Wu Dishou is determined to kill us."

They continued to move forward, constantly cracking the mechanisms set by the enemy.

From time to time, hidden weapons were shot out from the darkness, but they were all blocked by Mo Han one by one.

While dodging a hidden weapon, Mo Han's arm was scratched and blood instantly dyed his sleeve red.

"Mo Han!" Wen Nuan exclaimed, and quickly tore off the hem of her skirt to bandage his wound.

"It's just a minor injury, it's okay." Mo Han endured the pain and comforted.

Wen Nuan looked at him with concern, her eyes full of worry.

The two looked at each other, and a hint of tenderness flashed in Mo Han's eyes. He gently embraced Wen Nuan in his arms.

"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you."

She snuggled in his arms, feeling his warmth and a sense of security in her heart.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came from deep within the factory, getting closer and closer, becoming clearer and clearer...

"They are coming." Mo Han's tone was cold, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Wen Nuan clenched the dagger in her hand, ready for battle.

The footsteps were getting closer, and a cold voice echoed in the empty factory: "Mo Han, Wen Nuan, welcome to my trap..."

Wu Dishou's figure slowly walked out of the darkness, followed by a dozen burly men in black, each of them looking ferocious and holding shining weapons in their hands.

"I didn't expect you would actually dare to come." Wu Dishou smiled sinisterly, his eyes full of pride and ridicule.

Mo Han sneered, "You think you can trap us?"

"Trapped? No, no, no," Wu Dishou shook his head, "I just want you to see the reality and see how fragile your so-called love is." He clapped his hands, and two strong men came out dragging a sack and threw it heavily to the ground.

The sack moved a few times, and a familiar voice came from it: "Help... Help me..."

It’s Lin Neiying!

My warm heart suddenly sank, and a bad premonition came over me.

Mo Han's face also became gloomy. He stared at Wu Dishou closely, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Let him go." Mo Han said coldly.

"Let him go? Sure," Wu Dishou said with a sinister smile, "As long as you agree to my conditions, I will let him go."

"What conditions?"

"It's very simple," Wu Dishou paused, a sly look flashing in his eyes, "As long as Wen Nuan leaves you and comes with me, I will let him go."

Wen Nuan's face turned pale in an instant. She looked at Wu Dishou in disbelief, then at Mo Han, her heart filled with fear and despair.

A trace of pain flashed in Mo Han's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. He held the warm hand tightly and gave her a reassuring look.

"Don't even think about it!" Mo Han refused coldly.

Wu Dishou was not angry, but just shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well, since you don't want to accept my toast, don't blame me for being rude." He waved his hand, and the strong men behind him immediately surrounded him.

A fierce fight broke out in an abandoned factory.

Mo Han is an extraordinary fighter, and he is not at a disadvantage when fighting against many opponents alone.

Wen Nuan was not afraid at all. She waved the dagger in her hand and fought the enemy to the death.

However, two fists cannot beat four hands, and as they were outnumbered, they gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Just then, Wen Nuan discovered the factory's topographic map, which marked a secret passage leading to a seaside holiday cottage.

She suddenly had an idea and took advantage of the enemy's inattention to pull Mo Han into the passage.

Seeing this, Wu Dishou immediately led his men to chase after him.

Wen Nuan and Mo Han ran wildly along the narrow passage and finally escaped from the abandoned factory.

However, when they arrived at the beachside holiday cottage, they found that it had already been surrounded by Wu's men.

"It seems that we have fallen into your trap again." Mo Han's tone was cold and his eyes were full of anger.

Wen Nuan's heart was also filled with uneasiness, but she did not show it.

She looked around and found that the surrounding environment seemed to be a little wrong, and some subtle arrangements were different from what she remembered.

She calmly hid a small tracker in the corner of the cabin.

Wu Dishou smirked and said, "Indeed, this is the real trap. Mo Han, are you ready to face your fate?"

He took out a USB drive and handed it to Mo Han, "Take a look at this, and you will know how much the person you love the most really loves you."

Mo Han took the USB drive and plugged it into the computer.

A video appeared on the screen...

Wen Nuan's face turned pale in an instant.

"No..." she murmured, wanting to explain, but found that any words seemed pale and powerless.

Mo Han's eyes gradually turned cold. He slowly turned his head and looked at Wen Nuan, his tone as cold as the wind from hell, "Why..." In the video, a woman who looked like Wen Nuan was having an intimate conversation with Wu Dishou, and there were even scenes of commercial secrets being leaked.

Although the light was dim and the angle was tricky, Mo Han still recognized the small mole on the back of "Wu Nuan"'s neck at a glance. It was a mark that he was very familiar with.

Mo Han felt as if his heart was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, and breathing became difficult.

He stared at the screen in disbelief, his eyes filled with pain and disappointment.

He had always loved Wen Nuan deeply and trusted her more than himself, but now, this sudden blow was almost unbearable for him.

Wen Nuan's face was as pale as paper. She opened her mouth and wanted to explain, but found that any words seemed pale and powerless.

The video was so flawless that even if she knew it was fake, she couldn't find any evidence to refute it.

"This...this isn't true..." The warm voice trembled and was almost inaudible.

Seeing this, Wu Dishou laughed triumphantly: "Mo Han, did you see that? This is the woman you loved so much, and she betrayed you and sold you out! Hahahahaha!"

Mo Han ignored Wu Dishou's ridicule. He slowly turned his head and looked at Wen Nuan, his eyes as cold as the wind from hell.

"Why..." His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of pain and despair that was difficult to conceal.

My warm heart felt like it was torn apart, and it hurt so much that I couldn't breathe.

She knew that any explanation at this moment would be futile. Mo Han had been blinded by the content of the video and he would not believe her.

At this moment, a burst of urgent sirens came from far away, breaking the silence of the cabin.

"What's going on?" Wu Dishou's face changed, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

"Oh no, the police are here!" A strong man in black ran in in a panic.

It turned out that the tracker that Wen Nuan hid in the corner of the cabin had already exposed their location to the police.

Wu Dishou's face was gloomy and he glared at Wen Nuan fiercely, "You're lucky!" He waved his hand and fled in panic with his men.

Mo Han ignored Wu Dishou's departure. He still stared at Wen Nuan, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.

The sirens were getting closer and closer, and the red and blue police lights were flashing, illuminating the small house.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Mo Han's voice was cold and emotionless.

Wen Nuan took a deep breath, suppressed the grief in her heart, and said slowly: "I didn't betray you..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Mo Han.

"That's enough!" Mo Han turned around, not even glancing at her. He walked straight to the door of the cabin and said to the police who had arrived, "Someone is hiding guns and ammunition here..." He paused, his eyes icy as he glanced at Wen Nuan, and said word by word, "And... industrial espionage."