Chapter 297 - Dr. Lin (1/2)

Qin Yi had a feeling that she would return again next time and meet those things inside.

Wang Zhi continued driving, heaving a sigh of relief in his heart. Thankfully, they had managed to escape, which made him admire Qin Yi even more. He was their Idol indeed; he was so powerful.

Chen Yaping, who was really tired, pursed her pale lips before suddenly asking, “Why did you call me Ping Zi?”

Ping Zi was her nickname, and this was the first time had met this young man, so how would he have known to call her that?

Qin Yi remained poised, her phoenix eyes were filled with passion as she suggested, “Take a guess.”

Chen Yaping rolled her eyes at Qin Yi. “Forget it! Why are you acting so mysterious? I don’t care to find out.”

Qin Yi chuckled and looked outside, replying to Chen Yaping in her head, ‘Because you told me so.’

It had been a cold day such as this one and a young lady had been seized by a group of people, her ability sealed. She kept begging the burly men to let her off, but what she got in return was lewd laughter.

Her clothes were torn apart, and just as she was about to bite her tongue off in order to kill herself, an elegant lady descended from the sky, like an angel sent to rescue her.

She still remembered that warm embrace. It was like she was being hugged by her grandmother when she was younger.

As she thought this, a pleasing voice rang in her ears, stating, “Hello, I’m Ping Zi. Don’t be afraid, I will protect you.”

She had fulfilled her promise indeed, not letting go of her hand until the day she died.

Actually, Qin Yi could have chosen many other bases to avoid meeting the Qin family, but she had stubbornly chosen Z-City because Ping Zi was still waiting for her there.

In a tall building in W-City, a man dressed in a white coat calmly held a pair of binoculars in his hand, a smile on his face. He was refined and elegant, his gold-rimmed spectacles allowing him to look more scholarly.

“What a pity, such great substance.” The man’s voice was unexpectedly pleasing, as warm as a light breeze.

The door creaked open and a burly man in black shirt walked in. He bowed respectfully towards the man, fear in his eyes as he spoke, “Reporting to doctor. That group of people have fled.”