Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

Every day, the villa has a regular purchasing team that goes out to buy things. They drive out at eight o'clock in the morning and buy everything on the list before noon. When there are a lot of things to buy, two or three people will go in a pickup truck. When there are fewer things, one person can go alone. Occasionally, Sister Min will go out herself.

When Minjie was standing in the hallway approving leave for a purchasing agent who had come to ask for leave due to a temporary injury, Ouyang Zhen happened to see her. She remained silent, called Minjie in, and got straight to the point.

"Sister Min, I've observed that the purchasing agent takes the access card from you every day, goes to the garage, drives the purchasing car, and leaves. Sometimes the guards don't even check; they just let him through as long as he swipes the card to open the gate, right?"

Minjie's breath hitched. Looking at the aloof and beautiful lady, her lips trembled, "Madam... Madam..."

"I'm sorry, Sister Min, I want to escape, but I don't want to implicate anyone. You and I both know that if I escape, Wu Meng will definitely kill someone when he comes back, which is not what I want to see. The only way to escape is to tie you up when you're not paying attention, so you won't know what's going on!"

She spoke frankly and openly, without concealing her plans and thoughts at all. Sister Min gripped the hem of her dress tightly and advised, "Madam, this is Myanmar, not China. Even if you manage to get out, you won't even know the way. Where can you go?"

I'm not kidding, but if the young master were to move his foot, the whole of Yangon would turn upside down. Why are you making such a fuss?

"This is my business. Running away is my choice. I will bear whatever the consequences may be. All you have to do is keep your promise and let me go."

Min bit her lip, looking at the stubborn lady in front of her who wouldn't listen to any advice. She made up her mind and decided to let her see the young master's strength so that she wouldn't think she was being lied to, and so that she wouldn't have any other thoughts in the future. She would know sooner rather than later that she couldn't escape, so that she would give up and live a stable life with the young master.

She took out her access card and handed it to Ouyang Zhen. "Madam, if we are destined to meet again, and the young master wants to kill me, please put in a good word for me!"

Ouyang Zhen was surprised that she agreed so readily. She stood up, her eyes filled with gratitude, and took the access card and car keys. Her legs were trembling with nervousness. "Thank you... thank you, Sister Min!"

"Come on!" Sister Min took the initiative to sit on the edge of the bed and stretched out her hands.

Without hesitation, Ouyang Zhen took scissors and cut the bed sheet, tied Min Jie's hands and feet together, and then taped her mouth shut.

She quickly changed into casual clothes, went to Minjie's room to find the baseball cap she wears when she goes out, braided a simple pigtail, and put on a mask.

With everything ready, she looked at Sister Min gratefully. "Sister Min, I have nothing to offer right now and can't repay you. If I manage to escape back, I'll repay you in my next life. Also, please take care of Banban!"

She gritted her teeth, trying her best not to let the tears fall, hugged and kissed the puppy at her feet, put it on the ground, and quickly turned and went down to the garage.

The car drove off, and the guards merely glanced at it as usual, without even looking closely at the people inside, before letting it pass.

Once on the main road, she was completely disoriented and could only drive by feel. Without a phone, she couldn't use navigation, and she didn't speak the local language. After racking her brains, she decided to head towards the bustling streets first and figure out a solution once she reached the heart of the city.

It's just that people's calculations are not as good as God's calculations.

The pampered young lady, who grew up in a peaceful country, had never seen the chaotic scene of workers marching in the streets and confronting the military and police.

Gunshots rang out continuously on both sides of the street. The protesters, who had been dispersed by the police and soldiers who came to suppress them, surged back onto the street like a swarm of bees. Some were carrying axes and steel pipes, some were carrying benches and machetes, and some even formed mobile squads to play guerrilla warfare with the military and police.

Stray bullets grazed the car body from time to time. Ouyang Zhen hurriedly tried to turn around, but there were chaotic people and cars everywhere. No one cared about giving way to anyone else; everyone was focused on escaping for their lives.

Car horns blared incessantly, pedestrians screamed and shouted slogans she couldn't understand, and the sounds of cars colliding were incessant.

Ouyang Zhen was so frightened that she panicked. She was already hesitant to drive the car, and now, in her panic, she couldn't even distinguish between the brake and the accelerator.

boom!

boom!boom!

Another burst of chaotic gunfire erupted. She covered her ears with both hands and instinctively buried her head in the steering wheel, but unexpectedly, a stray bullet struck her windshield, grazing her shoulder and causing a sharp pain.

"Brother... Waaah... Brother, where are you? Please come and save me..."

She was on the verge of a mental breakdown, curled up under her seat and sobbed uncontrollably.

boom!

Another loud bang, and the car swayed several meters with the force of the impact. Ouyang Zhen was almost certain that she would die today.

Boom boom boom!

Suddenly, a knock came from the car window. "Miss, are you alright?"

A dark-skinned boy in military uniform stepped forward and asked a question.

Ouyang Zhen, tears streaming down her face, slowly raised her head.

The boy was clearly taken aback, his ears turning red. He stammered out another question in the local dialect, but Ouyang Zhen still looked completely bewildered.

The boy thought she was terrified, so he scratched his head apologetically, turned around, and jogged to the discreet military vehicle at the back to report.

"Sir, there's a little girl in that car, but she's terrified and won't say anything, she just keeps crying."

Sandor pressed his temples, his peach blossom eyes half-opened as if he were resting, and said in a low voice, "Give me some money to get rid of me, hurry up and go, I have important business to attend to!"

Normally, other officials wouldn't even bother with this kind of thing, let alone offer money. But Sandor always cherishes his reputation and is very good at managing things. He can keep some money and send two reporters to report on it afterward. This will further enhance his image and also allow him to criticize Wu Meng's atrocities. So, he's happy to spend this time and money.

The guards quickly finished dealing with the situation and ran back. The rioting crowd was also driven to another street at the intersection, where traffic gradually resumed.

As the military vehicle passed the pickup truck, almost as if by magic, the man inside, who was pressing his temples, glanced to the side.

"Stop the car!" the officer in the back seat shouted urgently, then turned around and looked at the car behind.

Sandor rubbed his eyes hard.

is her?

is her!

He couldn't be mistaken. That face was so stunning, so breathtaking, it was already firmly etched into his mind. He couldn't be wrong. Even though she was wearing a hat and her hair was disheveled, her unique, ethereal, and serene temperament still gilded her, making her shine brightly in the gray world.

Sandor quickly opened the car door and ran out.

“Miss Ouyang!” He spoke excellent Chinese.

The trembling girl, hearing the familiar accent, suddenly looked up.

His clear, black-and-white eyes were filled with a misty, dreamlike quality, like the Jiangnan region in the rain. They were as beautiful as a poem, and his pitiful appearance made people want to protect him, but also inadvertently aroused the destructive and possessive desires deep in their male genes.