Along the way, Wen Meimei cursed a lot, saying all sorts of strange and unusual things, and it felt a bit out of place.
Qiao Chengxun saw his wife cursing so happily, so he didn't stop her. As long as Meimei was happy, that was enough.
The originally terrifying kidnapping seemed less tense amidst Wen Meimei's cursing.
Before long, the car entered the suburbs, getting farther and farther from the city center.
Wen Meimei couldn't see anything, so she didn't feel scared, especially with her husband's warm big hand wrapping around her small hand, giving her peace of mind.
With Chengxun there, she feared nothing.
Suddenly, the car stopped.
Luo He took out a gun, turned to face the couple, and said in a low voice, "Young Master Qiao, get off the car."
Qiao Chengxun picked up his wife and got out of the car.
This was an abandoned cement factory, far from the city, with no one living for miles around, a perfect base for crime.
