Chapter 112: A Critical Moment
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The butler was pushing the wheelchair at the open-air parking area of the Shang Group’s fountain garden.
He glanced at Shang Yan’s icy side profile from the corner of his eyes. From time to time, he raised his wrist to confirm the time.
There were only five minutes left before the agreed time with Qu Xiao. Shang Yan was obviously impatiently and asked with a frown, “Who exactly do you want me to wait for?”
The butler respectfully bowed and answered as he swallowed and withstood the pressure, “Madam asked me to bring you here.”
Upon hearing it was Qu Xiao, Shang Yan’s expression softened slightly. He clenched his fist in front of his lips and coughed softly. The loneliness in his eyes could not be hidden.
“Wah! Dodge quickly! There’s a car in front that’s out of control!”
“The person in front, if you don’t want to die, hurry up and escape! CEO Shang? Quickly protect CEO Shang!”
Men in security uniforms ran wildly to disperse the crowd in the garden square.
The people who did not know the truth were frightened and ran around aimlessly. The square immediately became chaotic. The butler wanted to protect Shang Yan to return to a safe zone, but to his surprise, he saw the car in the distance.
It was a familiar license plate. The Shang family’s MPV was driving toward them at the fastest speed.
The screeching sound of brakes, the honking of horns, and without any time to think, Shang Yan saw Qu Xiao holding the steering wheel.
“Did you guys agree on this? How many people did you hire? Are they all extras?”
Shang Yan frowned and turned back to look at the butler.
The butler hurriedly shook his head. He held the wheelchair tightly and said with a trembling voice, “Madam only asked us to bring you here! We really didn’t know anything else.”
Shang Yan sat steadily in the wheelchair. Qu Xiao would definitely use all kinds of methods to stimulate him to stand up.
“Get the security guard to stop it.”
Shang Yan said coldly. The security guard ran in front of the MPV with the baton in hand, attempting to stop it with bare hands.
Qu Xiao shook her head violently, her face pale.
She dialed Shang Yan’s number with trembling fingers. “The brakes are out of order. I really can’t stop.”
The security guards noticed that Qu Xiao did not slow down and rolled to the side to dodge.
The MPV left a long trail of brake marks in the garden square. She kept adjusting the steering wheel and tried her best to slow down by going around in circles. The tires were already emitting wisps of smoke from the high-speed friction with the ground.
Shang Yan bent his fingers and his heart seemed to clench. “Qu Xiao, stop fooling around. You know that this won’t have any effect on me!”
“Get the butler to bring you to the company building. I’ll look for an opportunity to jump out of the car. I’ll be fine!”
Qu Xiao hung up the phone and drove like she was risking her life. The tires pressed against the edge of the flower bed and emitted a piercing sound.
The tires began to deflate. The tires would burst in about two minutes based on the current situation!
The MPV losing its balance and rolling out of control was the most likely outcome.
Shang Yan seemed to see Qu Xiao lying under the car, covered in blood, in a short two seconds.
Through the windshield, he could clearly see Qu Xiao’s lips slowly and clearly saying three words, “I love you.” The fear in his heart made Shang Yan stand up abruptly and push away all the security guards who came to stop him.
“Stop! Hit the brakes! Manual brakes!”
“Qu Xiao! Stop now!”
Shang Yan’s eyes were bloodshot. He roared as he leaned against the MPV, using his body to block the out-of-control ‘bomb’ going at high speed.
Qu Xiao saw him and suddenly curved her red lips.
The MPV slowly stopped. Shang Yan’s back was soaked in cold sweat that even his shirt had turned a different color.
He opened the car door and pulled Qu Xiao out of the driver’s seat, hugging her tightly in his arms.
The two racing hearts pressed against each other. Shang Yan held the back of Qu Xiao’s head in fear, and his breathing was so rapid that he almost could not breathe.
“You can stand up now! Shang Yan, look at yourself!”
Qu Xiao patted Shang Yan’s shoulder lightly, reminding him in a joyful and excited voice.
Shang Yan suddenly became clear-headed. He lowered his head and looked at his legs that had stood up. His eyes flickered with anger.
He pushed Qu Xiao away and questioned, “You used your life as a bargaining chip to bet on whether I could stand up? What if I can’t stand up? Do you want me to lose you?”
“I will definitely have a way.”
Qu Xiao wanted to go forward to hold his hand, but Shang Yan shook her off with a gloomy expression.
Shang Yan was intelligent. He had the ability to calmly see through everything in a critical moment. Qu Xiao knew that no trick or trap could escape his eyes. She wanted him to forget about the problem with his legs completely, so she could only use real danger to stimulate him.
Losing control of the vehicle was real, and so was the malfunctioning of the brakes.
“I’ve already installed a crisis management mechanism in the vehicle’s engine system in advance. When the tires turn over, airbags will pop up around me to wrap me up. My life won’t be in danger.”
Qu Xiao’s voice became weaker and weaker. Under Shang Yan’s death stare, she confessed, “I might be slightly injured.”
“!”
Shang Yan smiled coldly as he turned around and strode away.
Slightly injured?
A few broken ribs. An injury that would take months to recover on the hospital bed. Qu Xiao was actually able to speak of that in such a relaxed manner.
Shang Yan did not know where his anger came from. Was it because Qu Xiao neglected her life or the dissatisfaction with himself?
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