M Country, overseas!
Yan Ting was attending a global financial summit, and during the intermission, he was chatting about work matters with a few business partners.
His assistant, Qi Han, suddenly walked swiftly towards him, holding a phone with a grave expression on his face.
"Young Master…" he said softly, his gaze revealing a sense of urgency that made Yan Ting immediately stand up. "Excuse me for a moment!"
Yan Ting walked to the glass window and took the phone handed to him. His deep, dark eyes suddenly froze!
"Miss Lin seems to have been kidnapped!" Qi Han said worriedly.
Yan Ting's breath hitched sharply, his chest rising and falling violently.
In the photo, the girl had her hands and feet tied and lay unconscious on the floor. Her long hair spilled over her shoulders and cheeks, adding a heartbreaking vulnerability to her appearance.
The image felt like a knife slicing through Yan Ting's heart, stirring up excruciating pain.
