Quenching

Xing Songfeng casually tossed away an empty mineral water bottle and laid it down on the asphalt road.

"Go pick up the bottle."

"Too much to do."

"Protecting the environment is everyone's responsibility."

Xing Songfeng lazily got up, bent over, picked up the mineral water bottle, and looked up to see the Santana with a cracked bumper. He then squatted down, holding the empty water bottle, and tilted his head back.

"You two are both here?"

Zhao Chuantao's ripped jeans and retro t-shirt really reflect his current financial situation.

"Zhao Chuantao, we're friends, if you don't have money, just tell me. Is it really necessary to resort to this method?"

"Hehe, Xing Songfeng, everyone around me avoids me. I'm afraid you won't recognize me as your friend."

Xing Songfeng glanced at his once glamorous friend, now looking dejected and defeated, and said awkwardly.

"Zhao Chuantao, you know me. We can't be friends anymore. But I'm soft-hearted and proud, as you all know. I'll give you some pocket money, and please don't bother me anymore."

Upon hearing the words "pocket money," Zhao Chuantao's venomous and cold gaze softened considerably, and a forced smile appeared on her face, which had recently experienced the harsh realities of life.

"You're still a good friend."

"Alright, get lost."

Xing Songfeng, supporting himself with one hand on the water bottle, prepared to get up. Zhao Chuantao sneered, and Xing Songfeng paused, his hand gripping the gun. Wu Haofeng stepped forward and shouted.

"Turville, McLaren, Lotus, three cars packed together, don't say you know us."

Wu Haofeng stared coldly at Zhao Chuantao as she grinned, while Xing Songfeng's hand secretly relaxed.

Watching Zhao Chuantao's departing figure, Xing Songfeng asked in confusion.

"Ten million? What are you going to do with it in three cars?"

"What are you doing, hugging three girls all by yourself?"

"How would I know how many there are if I just put my arm around someone's arm?"

"I'll just scatter the money haphazardly, how would he know how much there is? He can just bend over and count it!"

Do you think he can make a comeback?

"If you go bankrupt, can you make a comeback?"

"No, but is Zhao Chuantao more capable than me?"

"Hmph, what ability? The ability to sleep?"

"He's not as good at sleeping as I am."

Xing Songfeng casually tossed away a mineral water bottle.

"pick it up."

"What else?"

"Protecting the environment is everyone's responsibility."

"You're so annoying."

In the sweltering night, with the wind whispering, Xing Songfeng clenched his fist and repeatedly pounded his thigh in the Rolls-Royce, while Wu Haofeng leaned comfortably back in his chair, his eyes half-closed, pondering how to reduce product costs.

"Ding."

Wu Haofeng received a message on his phone. Xing Songfeng quickly grabbed Wu Haofeng's phone, his eyes gleaming, his hair standing on end with excitement. When he saw the cheerful text, his mouth almost stretched to his ears. He quickly pressed the door handle, stretched his neck, and looked on with anticipation.

A haggard-looking figure entered Xing Songfeng's line of sight.

Xing Songfeng darted out of the car in one stride, pushed aside the bodyguard, and scooped up the weak Kong Yanfei in his arms.

With her bare shoulders exposed, Kong Yanfei looked dejected and weak, her whole demeanor flustered.

Seeing Kong Yanfei's exhausted appearance, Xing Songfeng felt as if his heart had been stabbed, with blood gushing out all the way to his toes. He felt the pain, along with the bright red blood, travel all the way to the bottom of his heart.

Xing Songfeng carefully brushed aside the stray strands of hair that had fallen across Kong Yanfei's face.

Has Zhao Chuantao moved you?

Kong Yanfei's lifeless gaze met Xing Songfeng's burning, heart-wrenching gaze.

"Tell me, I will never let any of them go?"

Kong Yanfei's cold face was covered with a little dust, so Xing Songfeng quickly took out a damp towel that he had prepared in advance and wiped her cheeks.

Gazing at her clean face, Xing Songfeng picked up the comb again and gently combed through Kong Yanfei's disheveled hair.

Xing Songfeng straightened Kong Yanfei's clothes, gazed at Kong Yanfei's numb and empty eyes, and felt as if his heart was being torn apart. He pulled Kong Yanfei into his arms, pressed his palm against her back, and forced her to press close to him, wanting to give her more warmth and more care.

"Cold?"

Xing Songfeng held Kong Yanfei tightly in his arms, who seemed to be like a puppet and had no sense of feeling, and gently stroked her back.

"What do you want to do? What places do you want to go? I'll go with you. I'll always be with you."

Wu Haofeng glanced out the window, seemingly close to their destination, then looked Kong Yanfei up and down before speaking coldly.

"You took Huang Qiaqia to a birthday party without understanding the situation and recklessly went to the top floor. Was that your fault?"

Kong Yanfei's scattered gaze narrowed, her dry lips moved slightly, and she said angrily.

"My fault?"

"Sister Feng is attending the birthday party because she plans to introduce you to Zhao Chuantao and Xing Songfeng."

Kong Yanfei, whose soul seemed to have been summoned back, had a violent gaze like that of a bloodthirsty beast. A cold light, like a sharp weapon, pierced Xing Songfeng's eyes, which were filled with regret.

"Kong Yanfei, I..."

A sharp, red handprint, accompanied by a piercing gaze, landed on the anxious face.

"You should thank us."

Kong Yanfei turned her head slightly in disgust, unwilling to look at Xing Songfeng's affectionate expression of concern for her, and stared intently at Wu Haofeng's arrogant demeanor, questioning him.

"grateful?"

"Without us, you wouldn't have been able to escape at all. Zhao Chuantao is now bankrupt, a vicious and heavily indebted man with a beautiful girl in his possession. How much do you think he's worth?"

“You and Zhao Chuantao are the same kind of people.”

"Yes, but Zhao Chuantao captured you, and we rescued you."

"you……"

"Your Mercedes sports car is parked at the entrance of Kong Xi University, and Huang Qiaqia is waiting for you there."

Why did you save me?

"You think I wanted to save you?"

Kong Yanfei glanced at Xing Songfeng and gave a disdainful smile.

"is it?"

"Kong Yanfei, don't be too confident. Do you really think Pingxing Songfeng can rescue you?"

"Baby, I will do anything to get you out of here, I'll risk my life..."

"My husband would, he would protect me with his life, he..."

"The bodyguards that Sheng Shanxing arranged for you are also waiting at the entrance of Kong Xi University."

Wu Haofeng coldly handed Kong Yanfei her phone, but as soon as Kong Yanfei reached out, Wu Haofeng withdrew his hand.

"Kong Yanfei, we lost ten million and three cars because of saving you. You should at least say thank you to us."

"Thank you, are you dreaming?"

"Heh, I'm dreaming. Huang Qiaqia wants to call the police and tell your husband, but let me tell you the truth, by the time everything is really arranged, you'll have already been sold to the other side of the world."

Kong Yanfei glared hatefully at Wu Haofeng and said in a cold, aloof voice.

"Wu Haofeng, what exactly do you want?"

“I’ve said before that we hope the eldest son and Huang Qiaqia will break up. If you help us, we’ll wipe the 10 million’s debt off.”

Kong Yanfei snorted, grabbed a pen and paper from the car, wrote an IOU, and threw it at Wu Haofeng's face.