CHAPTER 619: 239 LET’S GO TO HELL TOGETHER THEN

When Yu Ruohuan rushed out, Gu Bichen had already disappeared.

She immediately made a call: "Stop Gu Bichen for me."

The guard received the call and saw Gu Bichen striding towards them.

Just as he was about to stop him, the roar of a car engine came from behind, followed by the screech of brakes.

The guard turned his head and saw a red convertible sports car parked outside the gate. A girl in the passenger seat waved towards this side: "Brother Chen, get in the car quickly."

In that brief moment of distraction, Gu Bichen quickly passed the guard and walked down the steps.

The guard realized and hurriedly chased after him, but it was too late. Gu Bichen had already gotten into the back seat of the sports car at lightning speed.

The sports car started, accelerated, turned around on the spot, and soon headed down the mountain.

The guard didn’t dare delay and quickly started the car to chase them.

At this time, the girl in the passenger seat turned her head, cupped her hands around her mouth like a megaphone, and her crisp voice drifted over intermittently.

"Go back and tell your lady, this mountain road is treacherous. If Young Master Gu has an accident because of your pursuit, your lady can’t take responsibility, so she better think again."

Then she made a face and retracted her head.

The guards exchanged a glance. The road was slippery in the snow, and this route up the mountain was rugged and slippery; blindly pursuing could easily lead to an accident.

After all, it’s Young Master Gu. If something were to happen, it would be a big problem.

Yu Ruohuan came out and found out that Gu Bichen had run away, her face turning livid with anger.

"Can’t even keep an eye on a single person, all of you are useless."

The guards silently lowered their heads, not daring to speak.

In the parking lot, luxury cars drove out in order, lined up towards down the mountain.

Yu Ruohuan took a deep breath, turned around, and ran up the mountain.

The guard was startled and hurriedly chased after her: "Miss, you can’t go up the mountain, it just snowed, it’s very dangerous up there."

"Get out of my way."

Without turning her head, Yu Ruohuan continued up the mountain, Jiao Long silently followed after her.

As she walked, Yu Ruohuan cursed: "He should consider himself lucky that I fancy him, yet he dares to refuse me. Made me look bad in front of so many people. Who knows how those gossipmongers are mocking me behind my back. Gu Bichen, don’t be ungrateful."

Yu Ruohuan angrily kicked a stone by the roadside but hurt herself instead, feeling both aggrieved and upset. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she forced herself to hold them back.

"Are you laughing at me too?" Yu Ruohuan suddenly turned her head, staring at the silent Jiao Long following her.

Jiao Long shook his head with a respectful face: "I wouldn’t dare."

Yu Ruohuan stopped in front of the suspension bridge.

This mountain was not high in elevation, far from those famous mountains and rivers, but the suspension bridge hung between two peaks, making it appear somewhat perilous.

Beneath the suspension bridge was a valley over a hundred meters deep; since it was the dry season, the water level dropped, exposing chaotic rocks, causing vertigo at a glance.

Yu Ruohuan took a deep breath, in the end, her anger overcame her reason, and she stepped onto the bridge with gritted teeth.

Jiao Long quickly caught up, closely following Yu Ruohuan, watching her every move, ready to act at a critical moment.

Outsiders thought Yu Ruohuan was a spoiled heiress, but in reality, she wasn’t. Her father had high expectations for her, raised her as a boy, and she had gone through rigorous training in her youth, so she wasn’t fazed by this suspension bridge.

Yu Ruohuan successfully crossed to the other side, turned around a cliff corner, and a dilapidated garden at the cliff edge appeared before her.

Yu Ruohuan walked straight ahead, and when the guard saw her, he quickly bowed respectfully.

"Miss."

"Open the door, I want to go in."

The guards exchanged looks.

Yu Ruohuan impatiently said: "Are you deaf?"

"The madam instructed, no one is allowed to set foot in this garden..."

"That doesn’t include me." With that, Yu Ruohuan walked up and kicked the door open.

The worn, old wooden door fell with a crash.

Yu Ruohuan stepped over the door and walked inside, "Which room are they in?"

The guard pointed to the western side room.

Yu Ruohuan kicked it open again.

The room was dilapidated beyond recognition, with a strong, musty smell permeating the air. Yu Ruohuan immediately covered her nose in disdain.

On the wooden bed by the window, there was nothing but a thin, tattered quilt, and not a single person.

The wind at the mountain top was strong, the broken window allowed the cold wind to keep blowing in, and for some reason, Yu Ruohuan suddenly felt a chill down her back.