"Shut up, all of you! It's bad enough that the boss's orders weren't carried out properly, and now you're just adding to the mess. Stick to the original plan and drive the car to the foot of the mountain."
The man's eyes were filled with malice. Thinking about the failed task, he knew he would face punishment from the boss. Glancing at the two useless companions beside him, he hatched a plan to escape blame.
Meng Yan found Rong Lan using the address given by Qin Miaomiao.
"Rong Lan, Rong Lan, wake up, Rong Lan, I'm here to rescue you."
Meng Yan's hand slapped Rong Lan's face; only when his fingers touched his face did he realize the warmth was gradually leaving his body. The deathly pale face and the body losing temperature made him anxious. He took off his coat and draped it over him, then instructed two strong subordinates to carry him out directly.
"Get him into the car, quickly!"
