Kill Me, Heal Me

At eight o'clock in the evening, downstairs of the hotel, a van stopped at the door. When Belle Ye came down with Frank Ye in her arms, the window glass of the driver's seat was pulled down, and a shaggy middle-aged man stuck his head out, "Mr. Ning asked me to pick you up to the port."

Belle nodded.

Both the station and the airport were searched by Ethan Mo’s people, and though there were people in the port as well, if they paid extra attention, there was still a great possibility to leave.

"Mummy, where are we going?" Frank rubbed his sleepy eyes. He was picked up by Belle in his sleep.

"Frank, honey. Mommy is taking you to somewhere fun." Belle could not bear to say too much, so she just explained simply. Frank stared at her blankly and got into the car with her without saying a word.

It was early autumn, and the weather was getting colder in the evening. Belle put a coat on Frank and watched the car driving out of the suburbs to downtown. She did not dare to relax for a moment. Her nerves were tense, and any movement or sound could make her hair stand upside down.

feeling was very

every time when she

to cheer up all the

the driver was going to the port to deliver a batch of goods, and together with Belle, they needed to pretend to be a couple going

they were pretending to be a family anyway. It was normal for the

forward at a steady speed. Belle looked through the window and saw the scenery flying by, calculating the time to arrive at the port silently.

nearly ten years and was familiar with

Frank in her arms

road checking traffic just now. I don’t want them to find out the smuggled stuff in my trunk. We don’t

friendly: "Don't worry, we’ll get to the port in about ten

Belle Ye gave a faint hum.

was right. This road led to the port as well and it was a shortcut. It was just that at this