Wei Yan's car was speeding on the road.

The men dressed as waiters drove a black car and chased after him.

All the way from the underground garage of the Merrill Lynch Hotel, he clung to her car.

Wei Yan planned to drive back to the city. Once there, the other party would not dare to be so arrogant.

However, not long after starting, the car suddenly popped up and prompted... Out of gas!

Wei Yan frowned and had no choice but to bite the bullet and drive forward.

While driving, she took out her cell phone and made an emergency call.

The call was quickly connected, and a man's deep voice came from the other end: "Hello?"

The voice was tentative and a bit confused, as if he didn't understand why she called him.

With just one word, she knew who the other party was.

Wei Yan was startled, looked down at his phone, and then suddenly remembered that his emergency contact number had been changed from Yao Yao to Leng Yeting.

"Sorry, the number was wrong." Wei Yan had no expression on his face and quickly hung up the phone. He quickly found Yao Yao among the recently contacted people and dialed directly.

However, as soon as the call was placed, the cold female voice on the other side reminded: "Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off."

"!!"

Faced with this embarrassing situation, Wei Yan couldn't help but cursed silently in her heart.

The car chasing her was approaching rapidly. Wei Yan gritted her teeth and could only cancel the call, threw the phone on the passenger seat and concentrated on driving.

Leng Yeting, who was hung up on the other end, was busy in the office at the moment.

Listening to the busy signal on the phone, he frowned slightly and threw the phone back on the table.

Song Zhi, who was reporting on the matter, saw that something seemed wrong with Leng Yeting's expression, so he took the initiative and asked, "Mr. Leng, what's wrong?"

Leng Yeting raised his hand and tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously: "Wei Yan called me."

He glanced at Song Zhi.

Leng Yeting continued: "But as soon as I answered the phone, she said it was a wrong call and hung up."

Song Zhi was startled, then pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and analyzed seriously:

"There are three possibilities.

First, Secretary Wei did accidentally dial the wrong number. After all, you have frequent contact. If she subconsciously calls you if she has something to do, it is normal, but it is not in line with her rigorous personality;

Second, Secretary Wei is playing hard to get and wants to contact you, but he doesn’t know how to find a way, so he uses the excuse of calling the wrong number to get closer, but it doesn’t seem like what Secretary Wei would do;

Third, Secretary Wei is in trouble, an emergency, and your phone number must be on her emergency contact. She didn't have time to check carefully, so she called the wrong number..."

Before Song Zhi could finish what he said, Leng Yeting immediately stood up from his chair, grabbed the cell phone on the table, and walked out while ordering: "Check Wei Yan's current location for me immediately!"

Song Zhi's expression turned serious: "Yes!"

Leng Yeting's face was cold and he quickly dialed Wei Yan's call back on his phone.

However, the call was put through, but no one answered for a long time.

An ominous premonition filled Leng Yeting's heart, and his expression suddenly turned ugly.

He didn't give up and continued to call, and quickly went downstairs and entered the elevator.

While Song Zhi quickly followed his movements, he had already called to inquire about Wei Yan's movements: "Mr. Leng, it is said that Secretary Wei went to Merrill Lynch Hotel to discuss cooperation."

Leng Yeting raised his eyebrows: "Merillin Hotel?"

Song Zhi immediately said: "I will navigate."

When Song Zhi wanted to get into the driver's seat, he saw that Leng Yeting had already opened the door and got in. He said calmly: "I'll drive."

Leng Yeting's driving skills are comparable to those of racing drivers.

Song Zhi didn't dare to object, so he quickly got into the car and sat down, quickly fastening his seat belt.

If a cheetah attacks, the car shoots out fast and hard.

While driving, Leng Yeting gave an expressionless order: "Within five minutes, find out what happened over there, locate the address of Wei Yan's phone, and find out her location."

Song Zhi immediately gave the order.

And at the same time...

The dark night adds a bit of eerieness and mystery to the mountains. At first glance, it just feels scary and deep, which makes people put away.

Wei Yan's car was parked at the foot of the mountain.

Her pursuers arrived and looked from outside the car, only to see that her car was empty.

The other party glanced at the mountain, with a bit of ruthlessness in their eyes: "That woman must have gone into the mountain. Brothers, after finishing this job, we can rest for the rest of our lives! Let's go! Go in and look for her! We must find her. Catch him!"

After the leader finished speaking, a fierce look appeared in his eyes, and there was already murderous intent in his eyes.

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