164 Is there a need to have a reason? (2/2)

If it were someone without boundary, it wouldn't whatever, but Xia Shiyu...

She definitely would not accept him being with other women. Or should we say any ”normal” women would not. Jiang Chen asked himself. He certainly had feelings for her, but his feelings were just beginning to develop. As to giving up something for her, he could not do it.

”I,” Jiang Chen hesitantly opened his mouth, but the words were stuck in his throat.

”I don't want to hear it.” She shook her head, as her slightly messy but luscious hair waved.

Suddenly, she made a move that completely left Jiang Chen dumbfounded.

A delicate hand reached out as two fingers audaciously squeezed his chin. Jiang Chen stared at the pair of crystal clear eyes. Her mouth opened slightly, and she moved in closer.

His conscience told him, she was drunk, you should wake her up.

But seeing the approaching, blushing, attractive face, he could not say a single word.

The devil-like thought spun in his head as Jiang Chen gulped.

[She is the one being proactive. If I pretend I don't know...]

But suddenly, an untimely ringtone disrupted this tranquil moment. Xia Shiyu's action stopped abruptly. The misty eyes regained a hint of clarity as she looked at Jiang Chen ever so close to her.

”I, I'll take a phone call.” Jiang Chen got up and escaped.

Xia Shiyu froze blankly there. Her face began to turn red. Even under the not so bright moonlight, it was apparent.

[What did I do?]

Fine droplets of sweat began to surface on her heated body. The alcohol evaporated with the sweat as she began to sober up.

Without thinking, she dashed into the bedroom without turning around.

Bam!

The door slamming sound transmitted behind him as Xia Shiyu fleed into the bedroom.

Jiang Chen forced a smile as he looked at the phone.

It was Ayesha.

Jiang Chen put his hand against the wall as he picked up the phone.

”Hello?”

He sensed some strangeness to Ayesha calling him now.

...

With a stick in her hand, Yan Xiaoyan gently pushed open the door.

No one was there.

She shook her head at the teammate behind her, signaling Lu Dahu to walk to the adjacent bedroom.

Even if she carefully controlled her footsteps, the contact between her runners and the expensive wooden floor made a faint sound.

Because they didn't know which bedroom Jiang Chen slept in, they had to use the dumbest method, which was to search the rooms one by one.

Zhang Chao stayed on the first floor to prevent Jiang Chen from escaping. At the same time, he opened the signal jammer to prevent the target from calling the police.

In the spacious living room, Zhang Chao scanned his surroundings.

The bright green vision in the night vision goggles made the darkness not so frightening.

Seeing the home theatre on the wall, he was shocked.

”85 inches 4K smart TV, as well as the TV screen. This at least cost upwards of half a million,” he mustered in his mind as he felt anxious.

It was his first time kidnapping, and they were just not kidnapping an ordinary person. They were kidnapping the wealthy and influential president of Future Technology.

He could only pray that Yan Xiaoyan was clean with her moves and their faces won't be revealed to Jiang Chen. Or else, Jiang Chen had hundreds of ways to make sure they never live in Wanghai City again.

Just as he was still debating in his mind, something forcefully struck the back of his neck.

Before he could react, he lost his conscious and fell to the ground.

On the other side...

Yan Xiaoyan was already on the third floor.

To increase efficiency, she and Lu Dahu decided to advance separately.

Just as she got to the gym, the room that previously had the lights on, she felt suddenly alerted. Without thinking, she immediately swept the stick behind her.

The sound of air breaking echoed as the hit obviously missed. Easily dodging the strike, Ayesha, with a grim look, moved.

When she thought the situation couldn't get any worse, Yan Xiaoyan immediately kicked up her leg and blocked the lightning-fast roundhouse kick.

”Ouch-!”

Sharp pain transmitted from her legs.

Cold sweat began to drop from Yan Xiaoyan's forehead as fear began to overwhelm her.

They were not on the same level. She was part of the national competition before, but even in the championship match, she never felt such powerful force.

Yan Xiaoyan quickly moved back, but she was already backed up against the window.

The pristine moonlight shed into the room as she felt her vision increase drastically.

She pulled off the annoying night vision goggles, only leaving the mask on her face. Yan Xiaoyan stared at the girl approaching her.

The girl was not tall; she could even be described as tiny. Her wavy hair was tied into a ponytail. She had an exotic, gorgeous face, but all these factors were not critical. What made Yan Xiaoyan frantic was the grim looking eyes. They were looking at her as if she was a dead body.

The desire to kill was immense!