The domineering president dotes on his little wife

Chapter 118: Faint Cry for Help

Yan Zixin has been deeply trapped in this vortex, and she is getting deeper and deeper. She feels more and more that Fu Chen does not understand her. She just wants to study hard, improve herself, make herself excellent, and try to stand beside him. Even if she can't be as outstanding as him, at least she can have more confidence, instead of falling into inferiority, and she doesn't want to be kept like a pet. But what about him?

Yan Zixin felt increasingly depressed staying in the villa, so she wanted to go out for some fresh air and think about how to handle the relationship between her and Fu Chen... Yan Zixin was wearing pajamas, just casually put on a coat, and went out!

Yan Zixin walked on the quiet path, looking up at the peaceful sky. She wanted to call Tang Qiqi. After all, Tang Qiqi was like a happy fruit. Every time she talked to her, she would feel much happier! She subconsciously touched her pocket and realized that she had forgotten to bring her cell phone when she went out...

Yan Zixin thought that was fine, she could just relax and calm down by herself. Since the villa was located halfway up the mountain, Yan Zixin walked down the road and unknowingly came to the main road at the bottom of the mountain. Just as Yan Zixin was about to go back, she heard a weak and short cry for help...

“Help…Help…Help…”

Yan Zixin thought she had misheard at first, but when she stopped and listened carefully, she could indeed hear a faint cry for help. In the middle of the night, Yan Zixin was inevitably scared, and her first reaction was to turn around and leave. However, after hearing the painful and weak cry for help, Yan Zixin couldn't bear to leave.

She mustered up her courage and followed the sound. In a grove not far from the road, she saw a white-haired old man. His right leg was covered in blood. Yan Zixin was startled and was about to speak when she saw the white-haired old man raise his index finger to his mouth, signaling Yan Zixin not to make a sound.

Yan Zixin squatted down, and the old man whispered in her ear: "Don't make any noise, someone is looking for me nearby!"

Yan Zixin was full of doubts when she heard this, and thought to herself:

"Someone nearby is looking for him? And he can't make a sound? Could it be his enemy?"

Yan Zixin thought of the old man being injured, and secretly guessed:

"Is someone chasing him? Why are they chasing him?"

"So is he a good guy or a bad guy?"

"Should I save him?"

A series of questions emerged in her mind, and Yan Zixin's face instantly revealed an extremely conflicted look.

Although the old man on the ground looked quite weak due to blood loss, his eyes, as sharp as an eagle's, were particularly eye-catching in the dark night. He saw through Yan Zixin's thoughts at a glance and said bluntly: "Girl, I said that I am not a bad person, and the person who is chasing me is the bad guy. Do you believe it?"

The old man didn't waste time, and without waiting for Yan Zixin's answer, he continued, "If you don't believe me, just leave quickly. They will find this place soon, so as not to implicate you. If you believe me, please do me a favor. I will repay you for saving my life in the future!"

Yan Zixin looked at the old man in front of her. Although he looked kind and amiable, not the kind of fierce and ferocious man with a face full of flesh, Yan Zixin's intuition told her that this man could be saved. Of course, her body movements were already one step faster than her brain...

Yan Zixin quickly ran over and squatted down to check the old man's wound. She found that he was shot in the thigh. She had no choice but to take off her coat, twist it into a rope, and tie it tightly around the old man's leg to prevent the blood from flowing out too quickly...

The old man looked at Yan Zixin, who was busy with her big belly, and asked, "Girl, what's your name?"

Yan Zixin kept moving her hands. She raised her bright eyes, lowered her voice, and said to the old man with a firm gaze: "Grandpa, I am only doing good deeds, not seeking fame! This is just a small favor from me. You don't have to feel any psychological burden or think that you need to repay me. It's good enough that you can escape successfully!"

Yan Zixin finished her words, and she helped the white-haired old man up. She said, "Grandpa, we have to leave quickly, lest they catch up with us. Also, you have to go to the hospital to treat your wounds!"

"Girl, help me cross this road. There is a small path in the woods opposite. Not far away, there will be someone to pick me up..." The white-haired old man said in a low and quick voice.

Yan Zixin said nothing and helped him walk. The road was neither big nor small, just a two-way lane. They had to hide in the woods opposite as soon as possible before they caught up with them. Unfortunately, the old man was exhausted, had lost blood, and had a leg injury, so it was very difficult for him to walk...

Yan Zixin said, "Grandpa, how about this? I'm pregnant, so I can't carry you on my back. But, if you lean your right side against me, it's like I'm carrying you, and you can use your left side to help, is that okay?"

"Girl, you are still pregnant. Isn't this too dangerous? You..." The old man looked at the pregnant Yan Zixin and felt that this method might hurt her.

"No, grandpa, my baby is very strong. She knows her mother is saving people, so she will definitely be stronger and cooperate with me." After Yan Zixin said this, she started walking half-carrying the child.

The white-haired old man said no more and tried his best to cooperate with Yan Zixin to reduce the burden on Yan Zixin. The two of them walked laboriously towards the grove.

Yan Zixin's petite body struggled to carry the 1.8-meter-tall old man. She could only be thankful that the old man was tall but not fat. Otherwise, even if she tried her best, she would be helpless! Finally, with their persistence, the two successfully hid in the grove opposite...

The old man next to her pointed in the direction for Yan Zixin: "This way, go along this path..."

Yan Zixin was sweating profusely, but she didn't dare to delay at all, because she was afraid that he would lose consciousness before reaching his destination after hearing the old man's voice. She could only carry the old man with all her strength and continue to move forward...

"That...there's a house next to the biggest poplar tree. My people are inside." After the old man said this, he collapsed to the ground.

Yan Zixin looked at the old man lying on the ground, feeling nervous. She knew this was not a good thing and was very dangerous. Her brain was thinking quickly about how to deal with it...

On the other side, Fu Chen, after sitting in the study and smoking a cigarette in an impatient manner, got up and walked towards the master bedroom. As soon as he entered the room, he saw a dark room. He thought Yan Zixin was asleep, so he turned over to the bed, only to find that the bed was empty. Where was Yan Zixin?