Upon learning that Yan Yinuo was no longer in that car, there was a slight relief in his heart, feeling it was safe.
But soon, he realized again that not knowing Yan Yinuo's whereabouts, while the black car driver only snatched the phone and wallet, was even more worrisome.
In this damn cold temperature, could she have frozen to death in the wilderness?
The call was abruptly cut off by Xu Zijin, and his injured hand was trembling relentlessly.
Xu Zijin was furious, his whole body aching, forehead sweating, which frightened the bodyguard driving the car.
"Mr. Xu, are you okay?" The bodyguard was shocked, immediately got out of the car, walked to the back seat, and opened the door to check on Xu Zijin.
Seeing his intention, Xu Zijin's face darkened, gritting his teeth to endure. "Why are you stopping? Keep driving forward. Until we find her, don't stop. As for me, don't worry, I won't die!"
