Thirty-six plans, walking is the best plan.
When danger comes, the first thing Li Er thinks of, is to run.
"You guy, you just know how to run."
"I think you should stop calling yourself Li Er and call yourself Li Run Run."
Hearing Li Er's words, Lei Lao San was speechless for a while.
When Li Er heard this, he was immediately dissatisfied, "What, if you don't run, do you still want Miss Qiu to sit around and wait for death in Yunzhou?"
Li Er said indignantly.
Lei Laosan shook his head, "In Jiangdong nowadays, the safest place for Miss Qiu would be the Cloud Top Mountain."
"Don't forget, back then, Mr. Chu went to great lengths to set up a formation on Genting Mountain."
"As long as Miss Qiu stays in the villa and avoids going out, she will naturally be safe."
"What we should tell Miss Qiu right now, most importantly, is not for her to run away, but for her to honestly stay within the villa and not go out."
Lei Lao San spoke in a deep voice.
With these words, he instantly woke up Li Er.
"Right, why did I forget about this."
"Mr. Chu is majestic, and the great mountain protection formation he has laid will be a dragon's den for that crazy woman."
"I'll contact Miss Qiu here and tell her to hurry back to the Genting Mountain Villa."
Li Er spoke hastily as he was in a hurry.
However, when he reached for his phone, it was only then that he remembered that they were still hanging by the rope.
"Sub-Oh, Lei Lao San, hurry up and call out for someone~"
"Let's put us down first ah..."
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While Li Er and the others were being tortured by Meng Wangyu, Qiu Mu Orange was in Jianghai, invited to attend an annual meeting of entrepreneurs, as a representative of Jiangdong's outstanding entrepreneurs, speaking on stage and answering questions from reporters.
As the controller of the Mufan Group and the woman of Jiangdong's most respected man, Qiu Mu Orange has already been honoured and is a role model in the eyes of countless young people.
Reputation and power have always gone hand in hand.
When you reach a certain level, glory and connections will naturally come your way.
Of course, in the past, Qiu Mu Orange did not like such occasions.
She preferred to be quiet and to do things in silence, and on occasions like this, where form was more important than substance, Qiu Mu Orange would always put them off if she could.
However, for some reason, after following Ye Fan through so many storms, Qiu Mu Orange was suddenly afraid of being alone.
She would rather work overtime at the company and go out for social engagements than stay alone in the large villa on Genting Mountain.
It was only because whenever she was alone, Qiu Mu Orange would have random thoughts, worrying that Ye Fan would be in danger outside, worrying that Ye Fan would not be able to take care of himself outside, and of course, more than that, she would still be endlessly thinking about that teenager.
If it was someone else, she could still talk to her beloved one over the phone or through video, to relieve her thoughts.
However, she could not.
Because Ye Fan rarely carried a mobile phone with him. Even if he did, it was often switched off, and before long, it would end up being lost and damaged.
It was normal to think that for martial artists, mobile phones were consumables.
Especially for someone like Ye Fan, who fights with people every now and then, damage is a common occurrence.
So, in order to keep herself from thinking about Ye Fan, Qiu Mu Orange could only frantically find things for herself to do.
It was only when she was busy that her miss for Ye Fan would fade a little.
After an hour-long speech, Qiu Mu Orange finally got off the podium.
After reaching the backstage, Qiu Mu Orange took out her mobile phone, only then did she realise that during this time, there were dozens of missed calls, basically all from Li Er.
"Hmm?"
Qiu Mu Orange frowned and had a bad feeling in her heart.
So, without further delay, Qiu Mu Orange immediately called Li Er back.
As soon as the call was answered, Li Er's voice was heard, "Miss Qiu, you've finally answered the phone."
"What were you doing just now."
"I thought you were..."
Li Er was so anxious and worried that he spoke in a tone that was almost tinged with tears.
Qiu Mu Orange was about to explain, when Li Er hurriedly interrupted her again.
"Miss Qiu, you should not say anything now."
"Listen to me and hurry back to Genting Mountain Villa."
"During this time, don't come out if anyone comes looking."
"Also, make sure to keep Qinglong, in shape for you."
Li Er said in an urgent voice.
Qiu Mu Orange's heart lifted then, "What's wrong, Second Master. Is something wrong with Ye Fan?"
Even at such a time, Qiu Mu Orange's first thought was still Ye Fan's safety and security.
Although Qiu Mu Orange did not understand martial arts matters.
But she knew very well that both herself, and Jiang Dong, were under the shade of Ye Fan.
As long as Ye Fan's majesty was still intact, no one would dare to do anything untoward to her, or to Jiangdong.
Now, listening to Li Er's tone, it seems that Jiangdong is about to raise another storm.
Qiu Mu Orange would naturally associate herself with Ye Fan's safety and security.
"Miss Qiu, just don't ask~"
"Let's talk about the specific matters later."
"For now, you hurry home~"
"If something happens to you, even if I, Li Er, had ten heads, that wouldn't be enough for Mr. Chu to chop~"
Li Er almost cried out.
Seeing this, Qiu Mu Orange did not ask any more questions.
Then, as Li Er had said, he immediately drove back to Yunzhou.
The five Green Dragons, who had no doubt also been informed by Li Er, accompanied him for protection all the way.
"Yuyan, do you think something could have happened to your cousin?"
On the way back, Qiu Mu Orange's heart was anxious. The more she thought about it, the more worried she became, and her beautiful eyes were nearly red with anxiety.
"Also, when your cousin left earlier, I felt something strange."
"He must have gone to do something dangerous without my knowledge again."
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"Something must have happened now, otherwise Li Er wouldn't be in such a hurry."
"That bastard, why does he do this every time~"
"Why does he always have to go do dangerous things."
"Obviously we have everything, obviously he can live a very happy, happy life with me~"
.....
As she spoke, tears flowed from Qiu Mu Orange's eyes.
Ye Yuyan comforted from the side, "Sister Qiu, don't think nonsense and scare yourself for now."
"Everything is still unclear right now?"
"Besides, Little Brother Fan is so powerful, no one in this world is capable of hurting him."
"Let's talk about whatever is going on now, wait until we get home~"
Inside the car, Ye Yuyan kept comforting Qiu Mu Orange's emotions.
Outside, the wheels sped, and the trees on both sides of the road backed up like crazy.
Finally, in the evening, Qiu Mu Orange and the others rushed back to Yunzhou.
Under the Genting Mountain, everything was as usual.
Pedestrians were coming and going, street vendors were selling their stalls and yelling, and roadside restaurants were grilling meat skewers.
It was a completely quiet scene in a small town.
However, when Qiu Mu Orange was about to drive straight up to Cloud Top Mountain, they found a woman standing in the middle of the road.
The woman had a pretty face and her skirt was swaying in the wind. She did not look very old, and seemed to be similar to Ye Yuyan.
"Hello, please give way."
Ye Yuyan rolled down the car window and spoke politely.
The young girl, however, did not move, and her indifferent gaze, through the car window, fell on Qiu Mu Orange inside the car.
After a short period of silence, a cold voice, however, quietly rang out.
"I wonder which one of you, is Ye Fan's wife?"
Whew~
The cold wind was bitterly cold and swept up thousands of fallen leaves.
At the sound of these words, Ye Yuyan and the others, their brows furrowed as they were instantly alerted.
The temperature of this place, instantly dropped straight down.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" Ye Yuyan stepped out of the car and looked at the woman in front of her, asking in a cold, straightforward voice.
"Chu Mun, Meng Wangyu."
"Here for my best friend, to demand an explanation!"
The words were morose, with a bone chilling intent.