He Wen was punched, feeling like his head was about to explode, and the steering wheel was seized by Wang Dahai, sending a wave of panic through him.

"Let go of the wheel!" he shouted in alarm, despite the throbbing pain in his head.

Using his own safety to threaten the other person was clearly a stupid idea.

Your life is your own, why would they care?

But if you put the other person's safety on the line as well, they would surely compromise.

"Stop the car, or we can crash into the guardrail together for fun."

As expected, upon hearing this, He Wen hesitated, and the speed of the car decreased somewhat, but he still didn't stop.

"You think I'm joking with you?"

With a cold laugh, Wang Dahai jerked the steering wheel hard.

"Brake!"

The car swerved violently on the highway, nearly flipping over due to the magnitude of the sway.

He Wen quickly slammed on the brakes and stopped the car in the middle of the road.

He breathed heavily, still in shock, "You motherf..."

"Bang!"

Before he could finish cursing, Wang Dahai punched him again, right on the bridge of his nose.

He whimpered, clutching his blood-spurting face, his eyes unable to open.

Wang Dahai pushed the car door open, walked around to the driver's side, pulled open the door, unfastened the seatbelt, and grabbed his hair, dragging him outside.

At just over one meter seventy and skinny as a rail, He Wen couldn't put up any resistance and was dragged out.

"Let go, let go."

Wang Dahai threw him to the side of the road, snatched his phone away, and said, "Crawl away; don't get hit by a car next time."

After dropping this line, Wang Dahai got into the car, stepped on the gas, and drove towards the hotel.

They had left no more than ten minutes ago; Wang Dahai thought there shouldn't be any issues.

He wasn't certain if Hu Quan was truly intending to do anything to Wu Qiangwei, as all of this was his conjecture.

But he couldn't take the risk.

And even if he guessed wrong, at worst he'd just have to compensate for some medical expenses.

On the way, he called Hu Quan's phone.

The phone rang for over ten seconds before it was answered.

"Hello, Mr. Wang."

"Mr. Hu, your secretary has had a car accident."

"Huh?" Hu Quan was bewildered.

A car accident?

"Don't 'huh' me. Come quickly, or it might be too late to save a life."

"What happened?"

"What else could have happened? He was drinking, got blurry vision, and crashed into a guardrail. The idiot almost got me killed."

"Where are you?"

"On Longqun Road Expressway. Hurry over. Don't delay."

"Did you call the police?"

"Yes."

"And the ambulance?"

"I've called it."

"Alright, I've got it."

After hanging up, Wang Dahai took He Wen's phone and turned it off.

Then he floored the accelerator.

In less than ten minutes, the car stopped in the parking lot.

Wang Dahai sprinted to the private room, only to see a group of drunk executives chattering and boasting, but he saw neither Mr. Hu nor Wu Qiangwei.

His heart sank mightily.

The longer Wu Qiangwei was out of sight, the greater the likelihood something had gone wrong.

He immediately went downstairs to the reception desk, and said sternly, "Our chairman was dining in Room 888, and has had thirty thousand in cash and identity documents stolen."

The receptionist was startled, "Room 888?"

"Yes," Wang Dahai said. "I've already called the police, now take me to see the surveillance footage right away."

"Okay, okay, sir, please follow me."

Normally, accessing surveillance footage would be difficult.

But causing a scene made it much easier.

The receptionist didn't even verify the claim and led him straight to the surveillance room.

"I need to see the video from the corridor outside Room 888 from half an hour ago."

The staff retrieved the surveillance footage, and Dahai played it at double speed.

"Pause!"

He saw it.

24 minutes before, Wu Qiangwei and Hu Quan came out of the private room.

Hu Quan handed her a glass of water, which Wu Qiangwei drank, and not long after, her consciousness became somewhat blurry.

Afterward, Hu Quan helped her towards the elevator.

"Bring up the elevator's surveillance!"

After turning on the elevator surveillance, Hu Quan was seen assisting Wu Qiangwei, coming down from the 11th floor.

Then they switched to the corridor surveillance on the 11th floor.

This floor was the residential area.

Hu Quan supported her into one of the rooms.

Having identified the room number, Dahai said with a grim face, "Give me the room card!"

The staff already knew this was not about lost property; they were searching for a person.

"Sir, we cannot disclose the privacy of guests..."

"Are you blind? Our chairman has been drugged and taken into a room, and you're telling me you can't disclose guest privacy?"

"Is this a guest? This motherfucker is a criminal!"

"But..."

"I'll be waiting for you at 1108. You have two minutes to bring the room card over, or I'm kicking in the door!"

Dahai had no time for their nonsense, and from the surveillance room, he dashed to the 11th floor.

When he arrived at room 1108, out of breath, the staff member still hadn't shown up.

He had no time to wait for the staff member and started banging on the door.

No matter how much he knocked, there was no response from inside.

"Giving face is not welcome here, huh!"

Dahai took a half step back, lifted his leg, and fiercely kicked.

But the hotel's anti-theft door was too sturdy; after more than a dozen kicks, it remained unyielding.

"Sir, the room card, the room card..."

The staff member heard the sound of kicking as they emerged from the elevator and hurriedly jogged over with the card.

Beep!

Swipe the card, open the door.

Dahai forcefully pushed open the door and rushed into the room.

The staff member stood outside, not daring to enter, looking nervously inside, fearing something had happened.

In the room, Hu Quan was not to be seen.

Wu Qiangwei was lying on the bed, twisting nonstop, attempting to pull off her clothes as she writhed.

Dahai quickly scanned the room and, realizing her body was still pure, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seemed like his phone call had worked.

Hu Quan must have left immediately after receiving the call.

Otherwise, no matter how timely his arrival, by this point what was going to happen would have surely occurred.

"Are you alright?"

Dahai patted her face.

Wu Qiangwei, as if by reflex, grabbed his arm and wrapped herself around him like a python, stretching out her tender tongue to kiss him while her soft body rubbed against his.

Dahai's brows furrowed.

Something was really wrong with her.

Had she been drugged?

His first instinct was to call the police.

But with Hu Quan now gone, even if he called the police and they caught the man, Hu Quan would have a thousand excuses to avoid blame.

Moreover, whether it was only Hu Quan's idea tonight or other higher-ups were involved, he didn't know.

The pressing matter at hand was to get her home first.

He grabbed a blanket to wrap her up and carried her out the door.

He descended to the parking lot and threw her into the back seat of his car.

Half an hour later, he was at home, but the effects of the drug were becoming stronger.

As soon as he released her from the blanket, she pounced on him, wrapping her arms around Dahai's neck, her bright red lips enveloping his tongue, her soft body pressing ineffably close to his.

The resilience in her gyrating waist immediately provoked a reaction from him.

"Mmm~"

Wu Qiangwei seemed to sense something and reached down with one hand, gently yet eagerly grasping it.

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