chapter 4 Is there no other choice but that one path?

As the driver was about to tear off her last piece of clothing, a sound of a pebble hitting the car window suddenly echoed through the air. The driver looked up in suspicion, but found nothing outside. He was about to continue when another loud sound echoed through the car window, this time sounding like a gunshot.

"What the hell is going on?" the driver muttered, cursing under his breath as he used a belt to tie up and lock the struggling woman in the car. He then got out of the car to investigate the mysterious noise.

Seeing her chance, Pei Nian quickly freed herself from the belt, but before she could escape, a tragic scream pierced the air.

"Ah..."

Pei Nian froze. The scream was coming from the driver. She quickly unlocked the car door and stepped out to see the driver lying on the ground covered in blood, but no one else in sight.

Pei Nian was at a loss. What just happened?

Later, in the interrogation room of the police station, the detective asked Pei Nian about the incident. "So, Miss Pei, you're saying that a mysterious person appeared and saved you by injuring the driver when he was about to assault you?"

Pei Nian nodded.

"But our investigation at the scene did not find any evidence of a third person."

Pei Nian fell silent. She couldn't explain what had happened as even she felt a bit dazed.

"Miss Pei, without any eyewitnesses, we cannot solely rely on your testimony. We will have to wait until the driver wakes up for interrogation before we can release you."

Pei Nian's eyes finally showed a hint of emotion when she heard the words, and she pleaded with the female police officer, "Officer, I can't wait until he wakes up. I have urgent matters to attend to. My father is still in the hospital. If I don't find a new hospital by tomorrow morning, the previous hospital will kick him out. I must find a new hospital for him before that happens."

By the end, she was already a little agitated. The female police officer heard her plea, but despite feeling some sympathy, she remained unmoved. "Miss Pei, the police station has its own rules. Unless you can contact that eyewitness, we cannot let you leave."

Pei Nian fell silent. The female police officer then got up and left, leaving Pei Nian alone in the interrogation room, curling up into a ball.

What should she do now? Who can come and save her? Is there really no other choice?

Meanwhile, at an upscale club, the sound of mahjong and laughter filled the air in the VIP room. Bo Xi Cheng handed over the money he had won tonight to his two female companions and got up, saying, "Okay, that's enough for me. You guys keep playing!"

He then walked over to a nearby sofa where Fu Yan Chen was lounging lazily by himself. He was wearing a dark shirt with a few buttons undone, looking incredibly sexy, and pouring himself a glass of red wine.

Bo Xicheng walked up to him and shook his hand. "What's going on? Why are you sitting here drinking alone?" Fu Yanchen glanced at him and replied nonchalantly, "Nothing." Bo Xicheng sat down next to him and poured himself a drink. He asked casually, "Pei Nian is still holding out on you? You think she'll give in eventually?"

Fu Yanchen took a sip of his drink and replied, "Yeah." Bo Xicheng looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "I mean, you've already treated her so badly. Can't you just let her go?"

Fu Yanchen took another sip of his red wine and replied, "Once we find Pei Ji, I'll naturally let her go." Bo Xicheng was skeptical. "How do you know that Pei Ji will contact her? It's been six months since his family had an accident. Who knows where he is now?"

Fu Yanchen looked up at him and met his gaze. "Just because he's not showing himself doesn't mean he's not aware of the situation. As long as Pei Nian is in my hands, he'll eventually make contact with her." Upon hearing this, Bo Xicheng couldn't help but be impressed by his methods.

"Yanchen, to be honest, you were together with Pei Nian for three years. Don't you have any feelings for her at all?" Bo Xicheng asked seriously. Fu Yanchen held his glass and answered almost definitively, "No."