Chapter 230: He seems, should prepare a gift for her

"Yanyan..." the dean's voice was difficult.

With his hand, he squeezed the phone hard, holding back the emotion that was about to break.

Nan Yan said softly: "Believe me, I can rescue Master's wife, intact."

The dean was silent for a long while before replying hoarsely: "Okay..."

Knowing that Nanyan is just a little girl, he chooses to believe her by mistake.

——Xiaojun, wait for me, I will definitely save you!

Landis Hotel.

Wu Yue looked helplessly at the young master who was carefully choosing clothes.

Their young master is a clothes rack, no matter what he wears, he can look handsome.

He usually wears a suit of formal attire when he attends various large-scale meetings.

Why are you so serious when you just went to Miss Nan's parent meeting today?

Qin Lu looked at the six or seven suits in front of him and remained silent.

Wu Yue asked cautiously: "Master, how about I call the stylist over?"

"Need not."

From a pile of suits, Qin Lu picked out the iron gray one, a color he usually doesn't wear very often.

"It's just a parent meeting, it doesn't need to be so grand."

Wu Yue: "..."

And you know, it was just a parent meeting?

"Just this set."

Qin Lu took the clothes to change.

When he came out again, Wu Yue couldn't help clutching his chest.

Damn, this is too handsome!

I am used to seeing the young master wearing black ascetic style, but now he suddenly changed to another color, which is a brand new aesthetic feeling.

┗|`O′|┛哦~~

Why are there such amazing people in the world!

Why is God Nu Wa so unfair? They are all human, so how can the young master be so beautiful?

What's even more helpless is why he guards the young master every day, but still can't be immune to the impact and temptation brought by his appearance?

Qin Lu glanced at him indifferently.

Wu Yue quickly lowered his head.

As a man, he is really too inferior TAT...

Parents of each class began to come to the school one after another.

Nan Yan didn't wait for Qin Lv in the class, but went to the office to wait for the dean to come back.

The teaching director came in a little bit out of his wits, and the moment he saw Nan Yan, it was like seeing a savior.

He walked quickly to her side, grabbed her shoulders, and asked eagerly: "Yanyan, do you really have a way to save Xiaojun?"

Nan Yan replied: "Well, don't worry, relax first."

He's not in the right shape.

Where did the dean relax, his eyes were bloodshot, and his lips were a dull deep purple.

Nan Yan pressed on his wrist, and half a minute later, she stretched out her hand and poked a few acupuncture points on his chest.

The dean's face turned red, and suddenly his throat rolled, he opened his mouth, and spat out a mouthful of dark red blood.

After spitting out this mouthful of blood, the dean felt that his chest, which was so stuffy and painful that it was about to explode, felt a lot easier.

But he didn't have time to care about these changes in himself, and looked at Nan Yan anxiously.

"Give me your phone first."

The dean quickly handed her the phone.

After Nanyan unlocked it, she turned to the photo that the other party sent him, and then found the phone call that the other party had made to the dean.

The computer on the desk was turned on, so she sat down directly and began to locate the phone number.

After successfully locating, the map shows that the number is still moving rapidly.

It seems that the other party has not brought Luo Xiaojun to the destination.

Nan Yan placed both hands on the keyboard again, typing quickly.

She hacked into the other person's mobile phone, turned on the microphone, and turned on the camera on the phone.

The voice of the other party's conversation came over, and because the phone was in his pocket, he couldn't see the other party's picture clearly.

The third step is to locate the car they are currently riding in.

Nanyan returned the phone to the dean and stood up.

"Dean, the target of the other party is me, and my wife is involved with me. I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer to this matter."

The dean shook his head and said, "Yanyan, don't put too much pressure on yourself, it's not your fault, it's those bad guys who are at fault."

"I'm going to save my wife now, you wait here for news from me."

The dean grabbed her, "No, it's too dangerous for you to go alone!"

"I want to go with you!"

Nan Yan thought for a while, then nodded, "All right."

It may be a bit difficult for the teaching director to stay here and wait for the news.

The one who was kidnapped was his lover. He was too anxious before and forced himself into internal injuries. If she hadn't found out in time, he might have fallen down before his wife came back.

Nan Yan first sent a message to Qin Lv, telling him to wait for her in Class 2 and 4 after he came to school.

Qin Lu: [kid, are you not at school? 】

Nanyan replied calmly: [Well, the dean is in a hurry and asked me to help, please help me hold the parent-teacher meeting first. 】

Qin Lu: [Okay. 】

Although the child is not here for the time being, he, the 'parent', still needs to be there in time.

Today we will announce the results of last weekend's monthly exam.

It seems that he should prepare a gift for her.

Nanyan didn't care what Qin Lu thought.

She followed the dean to the parking lot.

The teaching director was planning to drive by himself, but Nanyan opened the door of the driver's cab before him.

"I'll drive."

The dean looked at her and asked, "Do you have a driver's license?"

"No." Nan Yan replied calmly, "But it's too late to worry about these things, so come up."

The dean didn't say anything else, turned around and went to the co-pilot's side.

"Fasten your seat belt."

Nanyan kindly reminded her, and then drove the car out.

When she was in school, her speed was normal.

After getting on the highway and leaving the campus area, the dean finally understood why Nanyan had to drive.

At this speed, he thinks he can go directly to the racing track!

He gritted his teeth and tightly grasped the seat belt across his chest with both hands, not daring to make a sound for fear of disturbing her.

In an oncoming Rolls Royce, Wu Yue looked at the car that was about to fly in surprise, and it passed in front of him without even a second.

"Master, have you seen it!"

Wu Yue was a little bit emotional, "The driver is too good to drive an ordinary car out of the speed of a racing car!"

Qin Lu's tone was very indifferent: "You want to try too?"

Wu Yue hesitated: "No, I dare not..."

Qin Lu's tone was cold: "Then don't look around."

Wu Yue: "Got it, young master..."

Not to mention Wu Yue was shocked.

When "flying past" in front of Rolls-Royce, Nan Yan also felt guilty.

Otherwise, she wouldn't know how to explain it to him.

It seems that she will lie less in the future.

Avoid embarrassment when being exposed.

Concentrating her mind, Nan Yan drove all the way to chase the person who kidnapped Luo Xiaojun.

The dean's face turned pale and his nerves were tense due to the speed of the car.

It is indeed a bit difficult for a person who is over fifty years old to experience this speed.

But he knows that time is life.

Nanyan wanted to catch up with the other party as soon as possible and save his wife. No matter how uncomfortable he was, he had to endure it.

at this time.

The two kidnappers who kidnapped Luo Xiaojun were driving towards the place agreed by their employer without any haste.

While walking, he was still making some nasty jokes.

And from time to time, they mentioned the woman they stuffed in the trunk.

The mobile phone of the caller has been connected to his mobile phone by Nanyan.

The voice was released, and both she and the dean could hear those words.

When the dean heard that they wanted to touch his wife first before the time came, his face changed suddenly, his anger and anxiety were completely out of control, and he was almost going crazy.

"Yanyan, drive faster, please drive faster!"

He was afraid that they would come late and let his wife suffer those insults!

Nan Yan clenched the steering wheel with both hands, and said in a cold voice, "Don't worry, Master will be fine."

"well…"

The dean of teaching is actually in a state of desperation now.

At this time, Nanyan became his only support.

He also didn't expect that he would put all his beliefs and bets on a girl.

But Nanyan's self-confidence and composure showed that he subconsciously trusted her.

The car that kidnapped Luo Xiaojun was parked in an abandoned factory in the suburbs.

After they got out of the car, they opened the trunk and carried out Luo Xiaojun who had woken up and was looking at them with horror on his face.

Luo Xiaojun pretended to be calm, suppressed the panic in his heart, and asked, "Who are you? Why did you kidnap me?"

The kidnapper No. 1 who called said with a smile: "We are taking people's money to eliminate disasters for others. We have no grievances or enmities with you, and we don't mean to hurt you."

"As long as you cooperate, when your man brings that girl over, he can take you away."

"What girl?" Luo Xiaojun asked suspiciously.

But then a thought popped into her mind.

Could it be Nanyan who Lao Yu often mentioned to her during this time, making people feel sorry for herself but very strong and powerful?

Although she had never met Nan Yan with her own eyes, she was the first student that her husband could admire in this way.

Even if he had never met, Luo Xiaojun had a good impression of Nanyan.

So when Lao Yu asked her to prepare a meal at noon every day, she considered that the girl is growing up now and needs nutrition, so she changed her pattern every day and prepared delicious food for her...

"She's just a poor girl, what do you want to do to her?"

"Ha, you don't even care about yourself, but you still care about that girl? How do you know if your husband will bring her here for you in the end?"

Kidnapper No. 2 deliberately stimulated her: "If he doesn't come, then you will have a good time with our brothers today."

"Although you are not young, but seeing that you have taken good care of yourself, it is estimated that a mature woman has more taste than a young woman."

Luo Xiaojun was so frightened by his words that his face turned pale, he gritted his teeth, and did not speak again.

Seeing how boring she was, the two kidnappers dragged her into the abandoned factory building and threw her on the ground.

Luo Xiaojun didn't cry like a little girl.

Because the body was tied by the rope, it was very difficult to rub against the corner, and sat up against the corner.

After that, he lowered his head and thought of a way to save himself.

Her husband is a very upright person, with a very upright outlook on people, and he has his own perseverance.

Asking him to exchange a girl for her would be more uncomfortable than killing him.

But he was even more reluctant, she suffered.

Now he must be very embarrassed, under more pressure than her.

She knows her husband.

The two of them are childhood sweethearts who grew up together, and they have been together for more than forty years.

No matter what choice he makes, she won't blame him...

In the car, the dean was short of breath and blushed.

The taste of blood is in the mouth.

While racing, Nan Yan frowned slightly when she saw his situation.

Then, holding the steering wheel with one hand, she took out a small medicine bottle from her pocket with her right hand and handed it over.

"Eat two."

The dean took the medicine bottle with trembling hands, took it several times before opening the lid, tilting the mouth of the bottle and pouring it into the palm of his hand.

Because his mood swings were too violent, his nerves were tense and his muscles were stiff, so his movements were all right.

With too much force, nearly half of the small brown pill inside was thrown out at once.

The teaching director quickly erected the mouth of the bottle and apologized: "Yanyan...I'm sorry..."

Nan Yan didn't look sideways, "It's okay, you take the medicine first."

The dean took two pills according to what Nanyan said.

Then pick up some of the pills that fell on him and put them back.

But there are many more that fell under the seat.

Those medicines are already dirty, I'm afraid there is no way to get them again.

"Those medicines are worthless. If you drop them, they will be lost. I will give you this bottle of medicine. From now on, you will take one pill every morning and evening."

Originally, this bottle of medicine was prepared for Lin Zhiyan, and I planned to deliver it to her after school this afternoon.

But when she felt the dean's pulse before, she knew that his heart was not good either.

In addition, I received too much stimulation today, and my heart is in a precarious state, so I will give it to him first.

After the master is rescued, she will refine more suitable medicine for him and help him regulate his heart.

"good…"

The dean is not in the mood to take care of other things now, so he didn't think about how Nanyan could be good at medicine.

But he believed that Nanyan would not harm him.

The car came to the suburbs.

It was only ten minutes before the kidnappers arrived.

Parking the car a little further away, Nanyan unbuckled his seat belt.

"You wait here, I'll go save my wife."

"You yourself?" The dean said quickly, "No, it's too dangerous!"

He also thought that Nanyan had found other people to help with the rescue.

As a result, when they got here, they realized that there were only the two of them.

How could he let a little girl from Nanyan take risks!

Nan Yan leaned on the car door, her sparkling peach eyes were a little speechless, "Dean, can you trust me a little bit more?"

"Wait here well, we will be back in ten minutes."

After finishing speaking, she didn't care what the dean said, she just closed the car door and ran to the waste factory.

The dean wants to go with her.

But he found that the door was locked and he couldn't open it.

"Yanyan, Yanyan..."

He leaned on the car door and slapped the window hard a few times.

Nan Yan didn't look back at all, she could only watch her go further and further away.

"This is how to do…"

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