The vicious female supporting role becomes the female lead

"What should we do?" Chu Qiao asked calmly.

"Tomorrow morning at ten o'clock, bring five million in cash to the abandoned factory in the western suburbs. Remember, you can only come alone." The kidnapper said viciously.

After hanging up the phone, Chu Qiao and Bo Zhengting began to discuss countermeasures.

"This is definitely a trap," Bo Zhengting analyzed, "but we can't miss any opportunity to save Chu Hanhan."

"I understand." Chu Qiao said, "I will be careful."

The next morning, Chu Qiao walked alone into the abandoned factory in the western suburbs, carrying a suitcase containing five million yuan in cash. Chu Qiao took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. She gripped the suitcase tightly, her steps trembling slightly, but her eyes remained resolute. Every step felt like a thousand pounds, and with every breath, she could feel the tension in the air.

As she stepped into the abandoned factory, dim light filtered through the dilapidated windows, casting mottled shadows on the ground. The kidnappers loomed in the shadows, their gazes fixed on Chu Qiao like venomous snakes, sending a chill down her spine.

Chu Qiao carefully looked around, trying to find any trace of Chu Hanhan. Her heart beat faster and faster, almost as if it was about to burst out of her throat. She remembered Bo Zhengting's words and knew that this might be a deadly trap, but she had no intention of retreating. She had only one belief in her heart: to find Chu Hanhan and rescue her safely.

At that moment, one of the kidnappers suddenly shouted, "Hold still! Stop moving!" The other kidnappers raised their weapons, aiming at Chu Qiao. Chu Qiao paused, slowly raised her head, a flicker of determination in her eyes. She knew the next moment would determine everything; life or death, she must face it bravely.

Chu Qiao's heartbeat was pounding in her chest, but her face remained calm. She slowly placed the box on the ground and said in a calm but firm voice, "I've brought the money. According to the agreement, you should release the person."

The kidnappers exchanged glances, and one of them, who looked like the leader, came out. He was wearing a mask and his voice was hoarse: "Very good, Chu Qiaoqiao, you are trustworthy. However, before we release you, we need to check the money first."

Chu Qiao nodded, her eyes revealing a mixture of resignation and determination. She knew full well that the situation she now faced was inevitable. That slight step back seemed to signal the beginning of what was about to unfold. She slowly made room, allowing the kidnappers to inspect the box. At the same time, her hand, like a ghost, reached for her waist. Hidden there lay her only recourse: a small, delicate pistol. This was a decision she and Bo Zhengting had carefully considered and planned, prepared for any eventual crisis.

Seeing this, the kidnappers couldn't help but feel a little nervous. They approached the box cautiously, as if handling a fragile treasure, fearing any mistakes. As the lid of the box slowly opened, the neatly stacked cash was revealed. A look of satisfaction flashed in the kidnapper's eyes. He nodded gently, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and said, "Good, it seems you didn't trick us." Then, he waved his hand mercilessly. The movement was crisp and clear, as if issuing an unquestionable order. His men immediately understood and hurried forward to bring Chu Hanhan out from the shadows.

Chu Hanhan was held tightly by two burly kidnappers, her once fair hands now bound tightly behind her back by rough ropes, the marks of the lashing clearly visible. Tears streamed down her face, the glistening tears rolling down like pearls from a broken string, gleaming with sorrow in the sunlight. However, the moment she saw Chu Qiao, the dim light in her eyes was instantly ignited by a glimmer of hope, a faint, yet radiant, unyielding strength, like a star in the darkness.

"Chu Hanhan!" Chu Qiao shouted at the top of her lungs, her voice filled with endless concern and worry, as if it could penetrate the pervasive haze and reach the depths of Chu Hanhan's heart. The cry echoed in the air, carrying a powerful emotional impact, allowing everyone present to feel her inner anxiety and uneasiness.

"Chu Qiaoqiao!" Chu Hanhan responded eagerly with a slightly trembling voice, as if she wanted to convey all her inner emotions through this cry. Although her voice was trembling, she was still trying her best to remain strong, just like the grass that grows tenaciously in the darkness, and is unwilling to give in easily even in the face of the baptism of wind and rain.

At this tense and critical moment, the sudden blare of police sirens outside the factory, like a flash of lightning, instantly shattered the silence and panic. Chu Qiao, knowing she couldn't waste the resources of Bo Zhengting's men and not wanting to owe him too much, decisively instructed Bo Zhengting to contact the police and meticulously orchestrate this emergency rescue operation. The kidnappers were completely terrified. They had never expected the police to arrive so quickly, completely disrupting their original plans and rhythm.

Chu Qiao seized this rare opportunity keenly. Her movements were as swift as a cheetah. She pulled out the ice-cold pistol without hesitation, pointing the black muzzle straight at the kidnapper closest to her: "Put down your weapon, or I will definitely not be polite!" Although her hands were shaking uncontrollably because of the fear and tension in her heart, her eyes were like a bright star, extremely firm, revealing an unshakable determination.

The kidnappers were caught in a dilemma. They knew that if they chose to resist, the police's overwhelming firepower would leave them with nowhere to escape and would be doomed. But if they surrendered, they were unwilling to give up easily, as they could not easily abandon the operation they had planned for years. As they hesitated and wavered, the police descended like a celestial force, storming into the factory with lightning speed. They quickly and precisely seized control of the situation, leaving the arrogant kidnappers powerless and forcing them to surrender.

Chu Qiao and Chu Hanhan hugged each other tightly. Although Chu Hanhan's body was still shaking, they both knew that the most dangerous moment had passed. The police quickly subdued the kidnappers and Chu Qiao and Chu Hanhan were taken to a safe place.

Amidst the dazzling chaos, Chu Qiao, as if gently nudged by fate, slowly turned her head, her gaze casually gravitating towards the abandoned factory, long forgotten by time. Like a silent giant, the factory stood quietly beyond the hustle and bustle, seemingly harboring countless unknown secrets and stories.

The moment Chu Qiao looked back, her eyes gleamed with an indescribable light, a glint of gratitude, shock, and a sense of regret for the hardships of the past. Her heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and a flood of complex emotions surged over her.

She knew full well that if Bo Zhengting hadn't come to their aid at that crucial moment, the situation would have been disastrous. He was like a bolt of lightning, appearing at the very moment they needed help. With his wisdom and courage, he successfully pulled them back from the brink of death.

Not only Chu Hanhan, but even Chu Qiao herself was able to save her life with his help. This kindness, like a heavy weight, pressed on her heart, making her feel both warm and heavy.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. That breath seemed to carry endless power, slowly flowing into her body, allowing her to regain a bit of composure. Then, she tightly grasped Chu Hanhan's hand, their hands conveying mutual trust and dependence.

The two smiled at each other. Though a hint of fatigue and fear still lingered on their faces, their eyes gleamed with determination. Together, they took steps toward an unknown but hopeful future. Each step was steady and powerful, as if they were determined to completely crush the shadows of the past and embrace a brand new life.