Wife of the Mysterious Heir

A humble black car was driving on the road. Zhou Zhuang was sitting in the co driver's seat, ye Qingyan was sitting behind the driver's seat, and Nan was sitting beside him. In the surrounding traffic flow, there were four cars, all of which were very ordinary vehicles, including a bread. All the glass windows were covered with film, so it was hard to see the people inside.

Ye Qing looks at the scenery out of the window, and for a moment, he has some feelings. When was the last time he went out like this?

After sitting in the position of president, everything seems to be complicated. He can't go where he wants to go, what he wants to do can't be done. Even when he goes out, all the journey is planned and can't be arranged by himself.

Today, if it wasn't for meeting Xiaoman, Ye Qing would never have gone out like this. All his itineraries would have to be planned and arranged for a long time to ensure that everything was safe and sound. Such a temporary decision has never been made.

Perhaps it is because of this that Ye Qing always feels uncomfortable in his heart, as if he is a little stuffy and pressed by something.

This kind of bad premonition, Ye Qing soon put it behind him, he just wants to see Xiaoman urgently now!

The car passed through the city and gradually drove towards the remote mountainous areas. At this time, it was more than 40 minutes later. There were fewer and fewer vehicles on the road, and the vehicles protected around gradually became bad and hidden.

After a look at the situation behind him, Nan could not help but feel a little worried. He looked up at Zhou Zhuang, the co pilot, and asked, "Mr. Zhou, how far is that place?"

Zhou Zhuang looked at his watch and replied, "it's about 20 minutes' drive away."

Nan frowned, pursed his mouth and didn't speak. 20 minutes was too long. These villages, the pedestrians coming and going on the road, were more terrible than the traffic flow on the urban roads. It was easy to disperse their motorcade. Moreover, because there were no well covered vehicles, they were more afraid to get close to each other. The distance between each vehicle was a little larger, in case of any encounter It's hard to keep up with what happened.

Just thinking about it, a car left the queue.

The cause is really a very small thing. A car accidentally ran into a dog on the side of the road. The dog's leg seemed to be lame. Then someone on the side of the road started to make trouble. The car tried to catch up with the motorcade in front, but it was pulled by a group of women beside it and couldn't move.

I want to lose money, but because of this hurt these people's self-esteem, more unwilling to argue with him.

At this time, South, sitting next to the president, had received the report from the back. He took a look at Zhou Zhuang, who was sitting in front of him, and quietly withdrew his mobile phone message.

One side of the leaf tilt seems to be thinking of something, and did not notice the abnormal south.

The car drove away silently for a few minutes. Suddenly, the person behind sent a message saying that the van with the largest number of people had accidentally scraped with a small car. Now it is being dealt with in the back, and it is estimated that it will not be able to keep up with it for a while.

Nan quietly quits the SMS interface, still no expression. In fact, he has been very flustered. This matter, I'm afraid, is worse than he imagined. Could Zhou Zhuang, sitting in front of him, have problems? Nan can't guarantee this at all, but it won't happen so well. How can two cars crash one after another?

Now there are only two cars behind them, and they are two cars. There are only ten people sitting on them. In addition, there are only 11 of them. I'm afraid it is not so easy for 11 people to protect the leaves thoroughly.

But now Nan did not dare to say anything of doubt or question Zhou Zhuang, because if things were really what he imagined, he would only let Ye Qing fall into a dangerous situation more quickly if he chose to tear his face at this time.

Looking at the president next to him, it seems that he can't extricate himself from his emotions. Nan can only figure out in his mind what to do in order to protect the president

Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with the road behind. Nan turned back from time to time and pretended to look at the motorcade behind them. The remaining two vehicles had been following them safely, and the two cars in the back, who had finally settled the dispute more than ten minutes later, continued to chase after them.

The road is more and more remote, even no longer the main road, into the muddy road area, Bacara a lot of rain, just before they came, there was a storm, these muddy roads, always with a lot of puddles, the car began to bump up, leaf tilt uncomfortable frown, the face became a little ugly.

After seeing this, Nan once again asked Zhou Zhuang in front of him, "Mr. Zhou, how long will it take to get there?"

Zhou Zhuang probably realized something. He looked back and said with an apologetic smile, "this section of road may be difficult to walk because of the rain. Please bear with it. It's not long now. It only takes about 10 minutes. Miss Xiaoman is really hidden, but it's just because of this that ye Qingyan hasn't looked for her for such a long time Here we are

Ye listened to Zhou Zhuang's words, but there was no doubt that he had been upset by the bumpy road. If it was not for picking up Xiaoman, he might not have been able to bear it.But the South on the side, looking at Zhou Zhuang's calm appearance, couldn't figure out for a while, whether he had thought too much or what

He hoped that he thought too much, but this idea just appeared when a dull sound came out of the car!

"Your honor, be careful!" Zhou Zhuang suddenly called out. When he looked back, he found that Nan had already held down Ye Qing's head, and he was also bent down. His eyes, like a hunting cheetah, swept sharply out of the window.

The dull sound appeared on the glass of their car. From inside, you can see a small trace.

It's a bullet!

There can't be any mistake. The sound just made was definitely from the gun!

Fortunately, although their cars look ordinary in appearance, they are all strictly modified. The bulletproof system of the cars is well done to protect the president's absolute safety.

Nan looked up at Zhou Zhuang in front of him. He looked worried. He didn't seem to be faking. However, when such a thing happened suddenly, Ye Qing was still very unhappy and asked with a straight face.

"Zhou Zhuang, what's the matter?"

Zhou Zhuang also bowed down at this time, frowned and said, "Lord Zhuang didn't know Zhuang just brought the master to come here according to the position reported by his subordinates! "