Jiao Yin had exhausted all her cunning to lure Li Qianfan into the Blackwater Forest and then into the Death Zone.
She and the Chief Director had devised at least eighteen methods with the highest probability of success.
But –
To Jiao Yin’s utter astonishment, before she could implement any of her plans, Li Qianfan had already plunged into the Death Zone!
All because a hot-headed Murong socialite threw a reckless tantrum.
Jiao Yin could only worship this young filly.
She was also immensely "grateful" to Li Qianfan for bringing the Murong socialite to the Blackwater Forest with him!
Not only she, but even the Chief Director was overwhelmed with surprise upon hearing the news.
"Good, good, good!"
After uttering "good" three times, the Chief Director said urgently, "Director Jiao, you know what to do next, don't you?"
"Of course, I do."
Suppressing her overwhelming joy, Jiao Yin said calmly, "I've already recorded the scene of Li Qianfan chasing after Murong. I'll upload it to the internet immediately to prove my innocence. I'll also wait by the warning sign for his return and upload videos periodically so that Li family members know that I am a loyal servant devoted to my master."
"Yes, that's exactly what you should do."
The Chief Director said, "Don't worry. As long as you don't step into the defense zone, no one will dare to harm you. Even if you are a frail woman at the moment, you just need to wait for the Li family to bring you back."
She paused.
The Chief Director then asked, "Did Li Qianfan really charge into the defense zone wearing only his thermal wear?"
"When the Murong socialite rushed into the Death Zone, he was using mine," Jiao Yin subconsciously pursed her lips, "mouth."
Heh heh.
The Chief Director chuckled and said, "Our Young Master Li is indeed quite the pervert."
In fact, she knew that Li Qianfan's perverted behavior stemmed from his belief that Jiao Yin was not qualified to be the mother of Longxu's third generation.
But both of them knew that after this incident, Jiao Yin was not far from becoming Li Qianfan's woman.
"Your Excellency, please also fulfill your promise."
Although the Murong socialite was the biggest contributor to Jiao Yin's success, this did not prevent the Chief Director from having to fulfill her promise to her.
"Please rest assured, Director Jiao. I will arrange it immediately. Good luck."
After the Chief Director finished speaking, the call ended.
Jiao Yin smiled and began uploading the video she had recorded earlier.
The video upload was successful.
Jiao Yin glanced back at the boundless, empty snowfield and slowly walked towards the car.
With a "plop," she fell to her knees heavily, looked up, and shouted with a mournful voice, "Master, please come back quickly!"
"Whoosh—"
A cold wind blew, scattering Jiao Yin's mournful cries.
It also significantly weakened the "I'll die for you to see" fire burning in the heart of the sprinting Murong socialite.
"What am I doing?"
"Even if Li Qianfan doesn't treat me like a human, do I need to rush into the forbidden zone to seek death for him?"
"He, as the young master of Longxu, doesn't care about the lives of those fat pigs, so why should I, a mere servant, be so noble in my thinking?"
"Forget it, I'll just get beaten by him and taken back."
"From now on, no matter what he does, I won't pay attention to him."
With this thought, the Murong socialite, who had been running for an unknown amount of time, slowly stopped and looked back.
She knew that Li Qianfan was chasing after her, about a hundred meters behind.
If this were on flat ground, Li Qianfan would have caught up to her long ago.
After all, the Murong socialite was wearing a bulky down jacket, while Li Qianfan was only wearing a white thermal suit. Even with her long legs and large strides, she could have been caught within a few hundred meters.
But here, with every step, the snow could sink up to her calves on the snowfield!
This also meant that no matter how fast Li Qianfan ran, he wouldn't be able to catch up to her in a short time.
The Murong socialite looked back—
The snowfield was vast and boundless.
But where was Li Qianfan, who had been about a hundred meters away from her?
Why couldn't she see him?
Just half a minute before the Murong socialite stopped, she had looked back and cursed "get lost" at him.
"Li Qianfan!"
Using the cold moon in the sky and the reflection of the snow, she could see the Murong socialite a kilometer away. After searching for a full minute without seeing Li Qianfan, she finally couldn't help but shout, "Where did you go?"
No one answered.
Only the cold wind howled.
Li Qianfan had inexplicably vanished on the snowfield.
The entire world seemed to be left with only the Murong socialite in a moment.
Loneliness she had never felt before, and the fear of the unknown environment, quickly enveloped the Murong socialite.
She even "saw" many pairs of unseen eyes staring intently at her.
Their gazes were sinister—
Making the Murong socialite's heart tremble, she couldn't control herself and screamed again.
"Li Qianfan, where did you go?"
"Come out!"
"I'll go back with you!"
"Come out, I won't be impulsive anymore!"
"You can hit me however you want, I won't complain!"
"Don't abandon me!"
"Leaving me here alone!"
"I'm scared—"
After shouting the word "scared" with all her might, the Murong socialite became even more terrified.
"Li Qianfan—"
As the Murong socialite instinctively ran back, calling out Li Qianfan's name, suddenly!
She saw Li Qianfan!!
Li Qianfan was walking towards her quickly from a hundred meters away, in the southwest direction.
The Murong socialite was overjoyed—
All her loneliness and fear of the unknown instantly vanished.
And those unseen eyes also disappeared in an instant.
"Li Qianfan, I won't be impulsive anymore. Hit me, you can have me here too! Please don't ruin my face, because it's yours."
The Murong socialite swung her long legs and sprinted towards Li Qianfan at full speed, shouting her heart out with all her might.
But—
She suddenly stopped.
The joy in her eyes instantly froze!
A more heart-wrenching fear surged from the depths of her eyes.
"That's not Li Qianfan."
"Because when Li Qianfan was chasing me, he was only wearing thermal wear, not such bulky clothes."
"The key point is, Li Qianfan was alone."
"But the person in front of me is two. No, three. No, it's actually four!"
Standing stunned, the Murong socialite watched as the "Li Qianfan" rushing towards her instantly turned into four people. She stumbled.
Enemies.
These four people running towards her could only be the enemies surrounding the Blackwater Forest!
The Murong socialite turned and fled, heading east.
With the fastest speed she had ever run in her life.
While running, she shouted, "Li Qianfan, where are you? Enemies are coming! Quick, come out! I'll never be willful with you again, *sob*."
As the Murong socialite ran, she couldn't help but burst into tears again.
She had cried then out of anger.
Now, her tears were from regret, foreseeing that she would be captured alive and then ravaged by many men day and night.
But no matter how loudly she cried, and no matter how overwhelming her regret was, her voice calling for Li Qianfan had the strongest penetrative power!
So what?
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The enemies would only see this pitiful girl as a frightened young filly in the hunting ground.
The Murong socialite had only run eastward for thirty meters when the enemies, from four, had grown to over a dozen.
Except for the east, people kept emerging from the snow in the other three directions, joining the pursuit and interception!
What made the Murong socialite even more desperate was—
Bright lights were whizzing from the west.
In the sky!
Drones with flashing red lights and sharp buzzing sounds also appeared.
"Oh, oh, oh."
As these people chased the Murong socialite, they let out excited cheers, reminding her of the prairie horsemen back home, galloping on their steeds, waving their lassoes high as they pursued the wild horses.
Even—
*Clack, clack-clack!*
As crisp gunshots suddenly rang out, the frantically fleeing Murong socialite instinctively looked back and saw more than ten azure bullet trails rising into the sky.
Those wild-tempered "prairie horsemen" were now extremely excited.
Especially the four snowmobiles that were rushing from both sides, firing into the sky while cackling.
With a "thump," the Murong socialite collapsed onto the snow.
*Boom, boom—*
When the Murong socialite looked up again, a snowmobile, traveling at the fastest speed, had stopped in front of her.
Someone jumped off the vehicle with a flourish.
Before the Murong socialite could react, the muzzle of a cold gun was pointed at her head: "Pretty girl, don't move!"
The Murong socialite was completely petrified.
The tears on her cheeks quickly turned to ice in the bone-chilling wind.
Two men who rushed over grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up from the snow.
Looking at her stunningly beautiful face—
One man raised his hand, about to pinch her cheek: "Ha, haha! Such a beauty! Brothers, we're in for a treat tonight!"
Just as the man's hand was about to touch the Murong socialite's face, someone suddenly shouted sternly.
"Don't touch her!!"