Stealing Your Heart

Suddenly, a car zoomed past Tawan, narrowly avoiding ramming into him. With his fast reflexes, he was able to boost himself with one hand, sliding across the hood of the car.

By the time he reached the other side, the silver van was already merging into the traffic. It would be impossible to catch up to it using his own two legs.

He looked around frantically before spotting a taxi. Rushing over to hail it, he slid inside and pointed at the van. “Follow that silver van!”

The taxi driver twisted around to glance at him. He was obviously reluctant to help when he realized Tawan was a foreigner. “Just tell me where you want to go.”

Tawan handed over a wad of cash, pleading, “Just follow that van! I’ll give you however much you want.”

The taxi driver eyed the money, estimating that it was around one thousand or so. What even more tempting was that it seemed like Tawan had more. That’s a lot of money! At most, I earn around two to three hundred a day.

In the end, his greed won out. Snatching the money, he slammed on the gas pedal. “You better keep your promise! By the way, why are you chasing after that van anyway?”

“My friend is in there.”

“Oh.”

Tawan’s eyes were glued to the van. Every now and then, he would urge the driver to go faster.

“Don’t worry. I won’t lose them.” The driver replied confidently. He had been driving taxis for over twenty years. His driving skills were top-notch.

The constant demands from customers who were in a hurry had led to him perfecting the art of overtaking other vehicles.

Soon, they were leaving the busy city center behind and moving onto the highways.

anxiety on his face. Not knowing how long this would take, he stated, “If I manage to catch up to

even

your word, right?” The driver was worried Tawan would go back on his promise once they managed to catch up

for a moment before unclasping his watch and tossing it on the dashboard. “As long as you don’t lose them, this watch is

before asking suspiciously, “You’re not lying to me,

a serious expression on his face. Since he also looked rather decent, the taxi

For the money!

by that

Yanxi

of the men called Li Xiaohui. “We’ve got

a window. Nan Cheng, who was also present, came over and

“Yes.” Li Xiaohui nodded.

Cheng excused himself by saying, “I need to use the

way over to the couch and sat down. She was eager to hear the

her out of the equation, there would be nobody to snatch Jiang Mohan away from

part of Nan

but did not actually use the facilities. Instead, he dialed Jiang Mohan’s number. What happened next was the most crucial part

to her rescue. Then, she’ll definitely be incredibly grateful to him and

call refused

hospital to undergo the

Cheng tried again and again. Still, the calls did

 He had not told Li Xiaohui about this part of the plan,