The leader of the cultivation alliance has a crush on me.

In the middle of the night, since Song Ke was sleeping in the car, He Yunming borrowed a tent and slept next to the car.

Song Ke waited and waited. Whenever she was about to fall asleep, she would hit the seat in front of her with her knee, and the pain would instantly wake her up.

Perhaps because the place is quite desolate, the only sounds on quiet nights are the whistling wind and the chirping of insects. Sometimes she would even deliberately kick the car door to make some noise.

He Yunming would ask, "What's wrong?"

Song Ke made two "woo-woo" sounds to indicate that she was alright.

When He Yunming didn't react after making three consecutive noises, Song Ke held her breath and began to quietly reach for the lighter in her sleeve.

She fumbled for a while before finally managing to get the lighter out of her sleeve. But she didn't dare to light it immediately. Instead, she waited a while longer, and only when it was still quiet did she turn the lighter upside down. With a crisp "click," it rang out in the silent night. It didn't light the first time, but that was enough to make Song Ke tense up.

She was terrified that He Yunming would open the car door any second and find out that she had been taken away after he broke the lock last time. If he found out she was trying to escape again, she didn't know what he would do.

Fortunately, He Yunming was a gentleman and didn't have a habit of hitting women; otherwise, she would probably have suffered a lot by now.

She pursed her lips and continued to press the ignition switch. This time, a small flame appeared, and Song Ke was overjoyed. She quickly heated the rope in her hand.

Ouch... Ouch... It hurts so much... My hand.

The moment the rope snapped, the fire spread along it, burning all the way to his wrist, causing a sharp pain.

Seeing that her hands were untied, she ignored her wrists, which were already red from the burn, and quickly continued to light the lighter to burn off the ropes on her feet. As she burned, she looked out the window, her whole body tense with nervousness, her palms sweating so much that she could barely hold the lighter.

Just as she successfully burned the rope, a heavy rumble of thunder suddenly echoed from the horizon, exploding in the darkness. Startled, Song Ke's hand trembled, and the lighter fell directly under the seat.

She didn't bother to pick it up; instead, she instinctively bent down and lay down, her eyes secretly fixed on the car window, afraid that He Yunming would be awakened by the rumble of thunder.

She waited for a full three minutes, looking at the still motionless car door with a puzzled expression.

A sense of doubt crept into his mind: No way, even after all this, He Yunming still hasn't woken up?

Not appropriate.

After all, normally he would wake up immediately if Song Ke just turned over, so there's no reason why such a loud rumble of thunder wouldn't wake him up, right?

She waited for two minutes to make sure He Yunming was not awake. She then tiptoed and crouched down to the driver's seat, where she saw that He Yunming still had the key in the ignition. She was secretly delighted.

Fortunately, before going to bed, she mentioned that it would be cold at night, so He Yunming kept the air conditioner on.

She knew that once she started the car, He Yunming would definitely wake up.

After all, if he doesn't wake up by then, either He Yunming has been drugged, or their hearing is below the acceptable level.

Song Ke's hands trembled slightly as she gripped the key. She glanced again at He Yunming, who remained motionless outside the car window, and gritted her teeth before turning the key in one go.

a bit.

Two times.

The car started instantly, and she subconsciously looked out the window, where she met the gaze of He Yunming, who was standing outside and looking at her indifferently.

Song Ke was startled and instinctively stepped on the gas pedal, driving away under He Yunming's gaze.

Song Ke recalled He Yunming's look just now, a look of disappointment and regret, so complex that it was hard to fathom.

She glanced at the rearview mirror and could still see He Yunming's gaze following her closely. Startled, Song Ke quickly looked away and focused on the road ahead.

After driving for quite a while, Song Ke finally breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the desolate wilderness around her, with no one around, she belatedly felt a sense of fear.

All she wanted to do was find a place, borrow a phone, and call Song Yan or Chu Tiancheng.

Song Ke was still somewhat incredulous that she had escaped so easily.

And He Yunming didn't stop him from running away?

She recalled the look in He Yunming's eyes when she last saw him, a look that inexplicably sent shivers down her spine, making her feel that there was something strange about his gaze.

The car drove along the country road, occasionally passing two large, bumpy potholes. In the darkness, she couldn't even tell which way she came from or if she had gone back the way she came. She just wanted to get away from He Yunming as quickly as possible.

Looking at the message on his phone, Chu Tiancheng quickly looked up at Fang Cheng and said, "Turn right ahead to Shahe Village."

Without asking any further questions, Fang Cheng changed direction immediately.

Chu Tiancheng hurriedly dialed back, but to his surprise, the phone was already switched off. Furious, he threw his phone onto the leather seat.

Assistant Fang asked, "President Chu, has He Yunming changed his route again?"

Chu Tiancheng's face was gloomy, and he sighed anxiously, "No, He Yunming told me to go to Shahe Village."

"What does he mean?"

Chu Tiancheng rubbed his temples: "He said he'd give me an hour, and if I didn't make it, he'd drown Song Ke in the river."

Assistant Fang was startled when he heard this, and subconsciously pressed the accelerator harder.

After driving for a while, Song Ke discovered a problem: the car's brakes were malfunctioning; even when the brakes were applied at low pressure, their effect was minimal.

She tried several times with the same result. If it weren't for the fact that it was nighttime and the road was remote, a rear-end collision might have already occurred.

She now understood why He Yunming had watched her leave so calmly, and she tampered with the brakes.

Song Ke thought to herself, "No way, she just escaped and she's already going to confess?"

Unfortunately, this "love brain" system is completely useless; it won't respond when called. Aren't you afraid you'll actually die?

Song Ke gritted her teeth and pressed hard on the accelerator, but she still couldn't slow down at all. She looked around, as if searching for a suitable place to jump out of the car.

Unfortunately, the path was flanked by a slope on one side and a mountain on the other, leaving nowhere to jump.

Oh no, am I really going to die?

They haven't even properly opened the shop yet, haven't properly told their parents, and haven't seen Chu Tiancheng one last time. They don't know if he's anxious right now.

I think so, considering how excited he was when he was talking to He Yunming.

His tone was filled with clenched teeth and a murderous rage.

He must be extremely angry.

Suddenly, Song Ke saw a large river not far ahead. Her eyes lit up with joy. Jumping out of the car and jumping into the river seemed to offer a better chance of survival. After all, she had been practicing swimming since she was a child, and she was quite confident in her skills.

As the river drew closer, Song Ke calculated in her mind. When she had gone about halfway, she suddenly turned the steering wheel and reached out to pull the car door in the opposite direction. Seeing that the car was about to plunge into the river, Song Ke quickly jumped into the opposite river at the same time, before the car hit the water.

With a "plop," Song Ke plunged into the water from the darkness. The splash quickly subsided, and a moment later, nothing remained on the river except for the floating car.