My CEO Husband Has Some Issues

Chapter 1480: Chapter 1481: Hurry, don’t let them get away!

“Big brother, she’s trying to run!” One of the men in the van yelled as he saw Rong Yan stand up.

The burly man was already irritated, his ears buzzing from the noise. He wiped the blood off his face impatiently and snapped, “Shut up! She’s running? Can’t you idiots catch her?!”

The guys in the backseat looked at each other awkwardly. The one who had joked about watching matchmaking shows earlier stammered, “But… Big brother, didn’t the boss tell us to kill her? He didn’t say anything about catching her alive.”

The man in front nearly exploded with rage. His face darkened as he growled, “She’s not dead, is she?! Get off your asses and grab her! Drag her back into the van!”

“Okay.”

The four men in the van, freshly scolded, obediently opened the doors, pulled on their hoods, and sprinted toward Rong Yan.

Rong Yan’s thigh was pulled from a muscle strain. The pain was so intense that cold sweat poured down her face the moment she stood up. One hand pressed against her leg for support as she bent over to pick up the phone. Desperately, she flipped through the numbers for the emergency line while keeping a wary eye on the four men closing in.

She dialed 110, hid her phone, and scanned her surroundings. There was nothing within reach that she could use.

Her only option was to run.

But Rong Yan knew she couldn’t run far.

Forget the scraped leg—without the injury, the quickest way to reach a crowded area required going through several narrow alleys before arriving at the filming location.

Those empty alleys, without any crew stationed around, were virtually desolate. If she was caught and dragged away there, she might as well gamble her odds near the road, hoping a car might pass by.

Though this particular road, located near the back entrance of the film studio, wasn’t much better than the empty alleys.

“Who sent you?” She forced herself to sound calm, her hands clenched behind her back as she stared coldly at the men circling her.

“The Chu Family?”

The four men exchanged confused glances, each seeing the uncertainty mirrored in the others’ eyes.

Rong Yan pressed her pale lips together, thinking rapidly before throwing out another name, “Did Gu Zekai send you?”

In Capital City, the list of people holding grudges against her was endless.

Jiang Meiqi was currently subdued with Rong Nanfeng keeping a close watch. Rong Weiwei was still serving her sentence in prison. That left only the most recent contenders on her blacklist—either the Chu Family or Gu Zekai.

Both were equally suspicious.

“Is it Gu Zekai who sent you?” Her gaze sharpened, her pale face exuding an icy and commanding aura that made her look downright unapproachable. Her demeanor was intense enough to unsettle the four men surrounding her.

Who’s Gu Zekai?

The boss’s name is Gu Zekai?

What kind of name is that for a pretty boy?!

The four men’s encirclement grew tighter, but Rong Yan narrowed her eyes, clenched her fists, and began to quietly threaten, “I’ve already called the police, and they’ll be here soon. Do you know how many years you’ll serve if you’re caught for kidnapping? Whether successful or not, the sentence is always 10 to 20 years. Is this deal worth spending the rest of your lives in prison? Have you even thought about what your families would feel? Your parents, your children—do they know what you’re doing right now? Prison is permanent. Make your choice wisely.”

One of the men hesitated visibly, his steps slowing down as his mind began wandering, doubt taking hold following Rong Yan’s words.

This is the chance!

Rong Yan seized the moment, taking a deep breath before suddenly barreling into the closest man, sending him staggering as she broke free, stumbling and sprinting forward…

“Damn it! Bucktooth, what are you doing? That woman’s running!”

“Chase her! Quick, run after her!”

The man who was shoved blinked, startled and realizing he’d been outplayed, before snapping back to attention and charging after her with the other three men.