YM778.TV Chapter 1963 - Dragged Away
Chapter 1963 Dragged Away
The man, who worked overtime until eleven o’clock today, found a chair in the dark. When he sat down, he realized that even his legs were trembling. “A group of hooligans blocked a young lady. I took out a stick and wanted to help, but when I saw that the other party had even taken out knives, I was so scared that I almost peed my pants. I didn’t dare to help and hurried back.”
They were in a town in the city. It was the town with the most disorderly security measures. Robbery cases were common here.
However… this was the first time he had ever encountered a group of people using knives to block someone.
The woman was so frightened that she sucked in a breath of cold air. She was so nervous and started stuttering. “Y-Y-You… Are you alright? That… That incident is none of your business. Our family depends on you. If anything happens to you, who will we depend on?” “I won’t care about it. I won’t do anything. I don’t dare to care even if I want to. All five or six of them brought knives.” The man was scared out of his wits. He wiped his face and asked the woman to pour him a glass of cold water to calm himself down. After a while, he sighed. “That young lady, sigh. I reckon…” The woman saw that he was still talking about it and scolded in a low voice, “Alright, let’s not interfere with other people’s matters. Just pretend you never saw anything. Shut your mouth and stop causing trouble for our family. Do you hear me?!”
“I know, I know. I just feel…”
“What’s the use of that? Do you think you can beat those people who are wielding knives? Ignore them and go take a shower. You still have to rush to work early tomorrow. We need to pay another round of tuition fees when school reopens. Your parents are still looking forward to you sending money back to your brother so he can marry a wife. Don’t bother about other things.”
The woman was afraid that he would cause trouble for them, so she scolded the man in a low voice. The voices in the house became softer and softer until they gradually became quiet.
On the other side of the alley, the sounds of feet grinding against the ground gradually disappeared. The two men who were keeping watch looked around and said to their other two companions in a low voice, “There’s no one. Quickly carry her to the car.”
Their footsteps were messy as they stepped on the bumpy cement road. The sound of a car engine could be heard in the quiet night. A van quickly crossed the street and disappeared.
“Brother Zi, they’ve taken Miss Ye away.” Someone looked in the direction where the van sped past. He was holding a phone that emitted a faint blue light in his hand as he talked to Hou Zi. “It’s heading toward the south of the city. It’s taking the middle lane.” Hou Zi had already returned home. He was making supper for Xia Yiwei, who had not gotten off work yet. While wearing a blue and white checkered apron, he turned off the stove and walked out of the kitchen. “Keep an eye on the situation. Call me if you need anything.”
“Brother Zi, can Miss Ye really do it alone?” the assistant asked worriedly. “Boss Sun sent over six people with knives. I’m afraid Miss Ye will be at a disadvantage.”
Most importantly, if Miss Ye suffered a loss, how would Brother Zi explain it to Sister Wei? How would he explain to the crown prince of the Xia family?