CHAPTER 1045: CHAPTER 8: MO YUYAN ARC 1

The night slowly turned dark, thick with clouds, as if a storm was looming.

A black Maybach drove along the highway.

Inside the car, a man reclined in his seat pretending to nap. He possessed a strikingly handsome face, with sharp features, thin lips with a cold demeanor. Even with his eyes closed, his presence was as commanding as an eagle soaring the skies, solitary and dominant.

Suddenly, the man’s tightly shut eyes opened, and his sharp phoenix eyes glinted with a fierce intensity.

Behind them, several cars were rapidly closing in on the Maybach.

In the driver’s seat, Mo Lang glanced at the rearview mirror outside, clearly seeing several cars approaching in the darkness. He and President Mo had just returned from a business meeting in the neighboring city, and it was audacious for these people to think they could assassinate them.

"President Mo!"

Mo Yuyan crossed his legs, his posture languid and noble, his aura suddenly grew cold and ominous.

"Increase the speed."

"Yes!"

This time, it was only the two of them who had ventured out. The ones targeting them must have known this, hence they ambushed on this road with the intention to kill them.

Mo Yuyan’s thin lips curled in a bloodthirsty arc; it had been a long time since anyone dared to provoke the Mo Corporation, and seeing it today, one had to admire their audacity.

The night was as dark as ink, the rain poured heavily, and in the night, the battle ensued, blood spreading.

The heavy rain stopped after an hour, leaving the ground wet. Under the dim lights, a graceful silhouette entered a nearby alley. Mi Ai halted her steps momentarily, it was around ten o’clock in the evening, and she had been working overtime at the company until now, so she was returning a bit late. Usually, the alley was quiet at this hour, but today she had an unsettling feeling as if someone was following her, making her spine tingle with fear and her expression chaotic.

Mi Ai clutched her bag tightly and quickened her pace.

"Ah..."

Her mouth was forcibly covered, and her entire body spun around, pressed against the cold wall by a tall, strong figure.

Mi Ai’s hands flailed wildly, trying to struggle, not knowing if she struck something, causing the towering figure in front of her to shudder, and she heard a muffled, deep voice above her.

"Don’t move, I won’t hurt you."

A deep, sexy voice resonated, laced with a suppressed pain.

Mi Ai calmed down, lifted her head to see clearly who the man before her was, but the alley was too dark for her to make it out.

From not far away, sudden and chaotic footsteps approached, making Mi Ai tense up even more.

"Where did he run off to?"

"Can’t find him; this place is too complex. His men will come quickly; we better leave."

"Alright, let’s retreat for now."

A few men quickly departed.

After they left, Mi Ai heaved a sigh of relief, intending to push the person in front away, when the figure pressing her groaned and collapsed to the ground.

Clutching her bag tightly, Mi Ai prepared to leave the place quickly; she was scared, utterly terrified.

No more groans came from behind her, and Mi Ai bit her lip, turned around, and crouched down to support the person up, heading toward her rented apartment.

She was an orphan, abandoned at an orphanage when she was just a few months old, and had only just graduated from Beijing University, landing a job at a decent company.

Although her monthly salary was good, most of it was sent back to the orphanage, and she lived in a rather simple, old house that she rented here.

Fortunately, there was no one around at this time; otherwise, she’d never be able to explain herself even if she jumped into the river.

Her rented apartment was a one-bedroom unit. Struggling to bring the man inside, she locked the door and finally felt relief.

"What did you eat to grow so heavy!"

Mi Ai helped the man inside, only to realize she had no place to lay him down.

Scanning to the left room, Mi Ai pursed her lips and helped him onto the bed.

Rubbing her shoulder in pain, under the light, she noticed just how tall and handsome the man lying on the bed was.

It was the first time she had seen a man this attractive; his face, despite being slightly pale from blood loss, was so exquisite and handsome that no woman could tear their eyes away.

"Mi Ai, what are you thinking?"

Mi Ai slapped her cheeks hard, realizing she had been lost in a daze.

Noticing his right abdomen still bleeding, she quickly got the medical kit, grateful she had studied nursing.

Mi Ai lifted Mo Yuyan’s shirt, discovering a gunshot wound on his abdomen. Her expression turned pale. Who was this man she had saved, being chased by so many, with gun involved?