Ou bei Yao stepped forward and grabbed her firmly, leaving her unable to move. He pulled her into his arms, inhaling the faint fragrance on her body, and curled his lips:
"Last time you managed to escape. This time, there’s no way I’m letting you run again."
"No. If I let you go, you’ll just run away."
Qin Miaomiao felt extremely anxious. She had just encountered a robber, and now she was facing a bandit—clearly today wasn’t her lucky day. Bad luck seemed to have followed her out the door.
She gritted her teeth and said angrily:
"Do you even know who I am?"
"Who you are doesn’t matter. All I care about is that I’ve got my eyes on you—you’re coming with me."
He acted entirely like a bandit, effortlessly tossing her over his shoulder and walking to his car. Just as Qin Miaomiao was about to struggle, she heard him threaten:
"If you don’t want me to knock you out, you’d better not move around."
Qin Miaomiao glared at him. This man was worse than a bandit—a bandit with an exceptionally handsome face, which felt like a complete waste.
"What do you want? Are you planning to rob me?"
Ou bei Yao frowned slightly, his tone cold:
"Rob you? What do you even have that’s worth robbing?"
Qin Miaomiao moved her lips but said nothing. Actually, her bag contained jewelry worth billions! This man, judging by his behavior, was no different from a robber—who knows if he would be tempted by her wealth. A big thief was always harder to deal with than a small one!
No, she couldn’t reveal her identity. If she said she was Lu Qing’s wife, wouldn’t he try to extort or blackmail her? She had to observe the situation and see what he really wanted!
At that moment, her phone rang. Qin Miaomiao felt deeply nervous, but then she heard Ou bei Yao say:
"Your phone’s ringing, isn’t it? Answer it!"
A kidnapper who lets his hostage answer the phone? Qin Miaomiao was slightly stunned. She took her phone out of her bag—it was Lu Qing!
Was this her chance to call for help?
She pressed the answer button: "Hello?"
"Is everything going smoothly?"
"It’s... it’s going smoothly."
Lu Qing stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the scenery outside. He thought about last night, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. Throughout the day, images of her popped into his mind—she was like a little cat in front of him. Sometimes, she’d bare her claws and teeth, but oh, how adorably fierce she was.
What he didn’t know was that his little cat had already been targeted and was about to be dragged home!
"If there’s nothing else, come home early."
His voice sounded gentle, but Qin Miaomiao was secretly lamenting her predicament—oh, heavens, she was currently being kidnapped, wasn’t she?
How could she send a warning signal?
"Uh, hubby... the baby’s feeling a bit under the weather. You should take good care of him."
Lu Qing’s face instantly darkened. The baby?
"Yes, I’ll be home later than expected. I’ll be taking the route through Shengyang Street. Let’s talk later. Bye."
With that, she hung up the phone. Lu Qing tightened his grip on his phone, his expression cold and fierce. Something must have happened to Miao Miao!
"Han Shu, immediately track Madam’s whereabouts."
Han Shu glanced at Lu Qing’s expression and immediately understood that there might be trouble. After all, when the Lu Group had faced a crisis and lost billions, Lu Qing hadn’t even furrowed his brow.
Lu Qing’s eyes were dark and intense, and his grip on the phone threatened to crush it. Anyone who dared to touch Miao Miao was courting death!
Just as Qin Miaomiao hung up the phone, Ou bei Yao sneered:
"Pretty clever, using that kind of method to send a warning. You look like you’re barely in your twenties—how could you possibly have a child?"
"Who says I don’t? I’m already married, and my child is a year old."
Ou bei Yao tilted his head to look at her, casually snatched her phone, and tossed it out the car window.
"Ah! What are you doing?"
"Since you’ve already decided I’m a kidnapper, how could I not play along with your expectations?"