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.

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

not even hesitate

keep your word, right?” The driver was worried Tawan would go back on his promise

for a moment before unclasping his watch and tossing it on the dashboard. “As long

hundred thousand!” The driver glanced over quickly before asking suspiciously, “You’re

his face. Since he also looked rather

For the money!

that point, they were

The men dragged Zong Yanxi and

called Li

plan.” Li Xiaohui was standing by a window. Nan Cheng, who was also present, came over and queried, “Have they done

“Yes.” Li Xiaohui nodded.

Cheng excused himself by saying, “I need to use

ahead.” Li Xiaohui made her way over to the couch and sat down. She was

of the

this was only part of Nan

the restroom but did not actually use the facilities. Instead, he dialed Jiang Mohan’s number.

Zong Yanxi, he’ll rush to her rescue. Then, she’ll definitely

call refused to

hospital to undergo the surgery. Naturally, he had turned off his phone before entering the operating

anxious and panicked, Nan Cheng tried again and again. Still, the calls did not get

had not told Li Xiaohui about this part of