735 A Million Times for You 97 (2/2)

The ominous feeling she felt had proven to be true. Pei Yi had greatly overestimated himself by saying that no one would dare to touch An Xiaoning without his permission. However, he had forgotten about his mother.

Everyone in his mansion would obey his instructions. Everyone except his mother.

In fact, he might even have to abide by his mother's orders.

”Are you An Xiaoning?” the elderly lady asked. She was dressed in lavish clothing, and her hair was pulled back behind her head. She appeared younger than her age and was well groomed, with a pair of crystal jade earrings on her ears and a similar ring on her finger. Clearly, she was not one to be trifled with!

”Yes, Madam,” An Xiaoning answered as politely as she could.

The elderly lady entered and scanned An Xiaoning from head to toe. ”You're just another pretty face. You must really be something to make my son spare your life,” she sneered.

Qin Guo brazenly interjected, ”Madam, we can't let this woman stay. She's already caused so much trouble for Ancestor in such a short amount of time. Who knows what'll happen in the future?”

The elderly lady gave her the side-eye and said, ”I don't need you to tell me what to do. Get the servants to bring her away to be executed in secret. It'd be too late for Pei Yi to save her when he comes back later. Hurry and step on it.”

”Yes,” Qin Guo acknowledged gleefully and turned to instruct the bodyguards.

Not long after, two men entered in an attempt to drag An Xiaoning away. However, she naturally refused to budge.

She grabbed onto Pei Yi's couch tightly and vehemently refused to let go.

The men had no choice but to carry her out by holding her head and legs up.

An Xiaoning could not put her combat skills to use since her legs were chained together and her mouth was sealed by duct tape.

She could not help but shiver in the biting cold when she was dragged out of the room, especially since she was dressed in thin fabric.

The location of execution was in the underground dungeon. In order to get to the dungeon, they would have to use the elevator and pass by the area where Jin Qingyan was on duty.

An Xiaoning felt less petrified at the thought of it and stopped struggling.

However, she immediately felt anxious again upon recalling that Jin Qingyan was in charge of the night shift and, thus, was probably sleeping.

She began struggling again in order to stall for some time.

Once they arrived at the dungeon, the men tied her to a cement panel and aimed a rifle at her.

An Xiaoning's heart was ricocheting against her chest, overwhelmed with fear.

She had pinned all her hopes on Jin Qingyan.

Will he risk his life to save me?

Was it worth him doing that?

Was it worth it at all?

The man squinted and began moving his fingers. Just as he was about to pull the trigger after aiming the gun at An Xiaoning's forehead, a deafening explosion occurred.

The dungeon immediately collapsed and dust and ashes filled the air.

A pungent odor infiltrated An Xiaoning's senses and sent her coughing vigorously. At this very moment, a piece of wet towel was placed over her mouth. An Xiaoning turned around and struggled to open her eyes. She raised a hand to hold the towel in place.

Still wearing his mask, Jin Qingyan cut the ropes that were tied around her.

Before she could even recover from the shock, he picked her up in his arms and carried her out.

Despite the chaotic situation, Jin Qingyan could still move steadily in one direction.

At this very moment, the sounds of explosions began ringing in their ears again. However, the sounds seemed to come from somewhere else nearby.

The sounds of explosions and guns firing were incessant, causing An Xiaoning to feel as if she was in the midst of a war.