Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 109 Deviation (31)

Zhou's men acted swiftly, arriving on the island by speedboat that very evening.

There were more than a dozen people who came, all of them male bodyguards dressed in plain clothes, and all of them were over 1.8 meters tall.

Yan Zhen raised an eyebrow slightly. Since they were all men, things would be easier.

Zhou Rang packed his things, said goodbye to the landlord, and left the island with Yan Zhen.

Yan Zhen was wearing a mask and hat, and a black windbreaker, completely covered up from head to toe.

Zhou Rang looked at her outfit with a puzzled expression: "Why are you dressed like this?"

Yan Zhen said mysteriously, "To avoid being monitored."

"why?"

“If the divorce fails, it will prevent my husband from checking where I went and who I was with during this time based on the ubiquitous surveillance cameras. As long as the surveillance cameras don’t capture my face, it won’t implicate you.”

Zhou was deeply moved by her consideration for him: "Don't worry, no matter who that person is, I can handle him."

Yan Zhen smiled and, taking advantage of Zhou Rang's inattention, slipped a roll of cash into his pocket.

The speedboat arrived safely in Yancheng, where three discreet cars were waiting for them at the dock.

Once on the bus, the group rushed towards Fengcheng without stopping.

Yan Zhen sat quietly next to Zhou Rang. The highway scenery outside the car window was rushing past. She seemed to be in a daze, but in fact she was looking for an opportunity to escape.

Not long after, a highway service area appeared ahead.

It was late at night, and since there wasn't much traffic on this road and few people at the service area, Yan Zhen asked if he could use the restroom.

Zhou Rang signaled the car to turn into the service area and sent two bodyguards to accompany Yan Zhen to the restroom.

Considering that Yan Zhen hadn't eaten much all day, he went to look around the food window.

The food selection at the window was limited and looked rather rough. Zhou Rang ordered a plate of takoyaki and a cup of hot soy milk, intending to give Yan Zhen something to eat first.

I'll cook her something delicious when we get back to Fengcheng.

When Yan Zhen arrived at the entrance of the women's restroom, he said to the bodyguards, "It's not convenient for you to come in, so just wait for me here."

The two bodyguards exchanged a glance and nodded: "Yes, miss."

Yan Zhen went into the women's restroom and wandered around inside.

The toilet was small; the last stall was filled with miscellaneous items, and next to it were two large trash cans. A gray-haired cleaning worker was doing the final cleaning.

She packed up the trash, put it in the trash can, and then pushed one of the trash cans out.

Yan Zhen was the only one left in the restroom, and her gaze fell on the last remaining trash can.

Above the trash cans is a row of windows, the half-open glass covered in dust, and you can faintly hear the sound of running water from outside the toilet.

Yan Zhen braced himself against the trash can lid, jumped up, and looked out the window. Outside was a stinking river, pitch black in the night, its depths indistinguishable.

An idea popped into her head. She reached out and opened the glass window wider, wiping away some of the dust from the glass and the window sill with her sleeve.

Then he took off his shoes, threw one on the ground and hung the other on the windowsill, making it look like he had been taken away through the window.

After finishing the arrangements, she took off her coat and squeezed herself out of the narrow window with difficulty.

After landing, Yan Zhen picked up a stone from the ground and smashed the window with a crash.

The bodyguard standing guard at the toilet door heard the noise and his expression tightened.

Without a second thought, the two rushed into the restroom. Upon seeing the traces at the scene, one quickly searched each stall while the other contacted others using a walkie-talkie.

Upon receiving the news, Zhou Rang's expression changed drastically, and he rushed to the restroom.

The bodyguard had just finished checking the marks on the window when he reported the situation to him: "The person was taken out through the window; there's a sewage river outside."

Upon hearing this, the other bodyguards immediately went out to search for the person along the sewage river.

Zhou Rang glanced at the shoes hanging pretentiously on the windowsill, stopped them, and said decisively, "It's a smokescreen. The traces are too obvious. Besides her, has anyone else gone in and out of the bathroom?"

The bodyguard immediately replied, "A janitor pushed a garbage cart out."

"Stop that cleaner immediately! He's still in the service area! You must bring him back to me!"

The bodyguards immediately split up to search for the shoes. Zhou Rang picked them up, his eyes gradually darkening with anger.

He won't let that person get away with setting his sights on Ming Yiwei!

Outside the restroom, separated by a wall, Yan Zhen listened to the bodyguards hurriedly chasing after the cleaning staff and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, she understood Zhou Rang's cautious and suspicious nature and successfully feigned an attack; otherwise, she probably wouldn't have been able to escape today.

The cleaners didn't have much time to delay. Yan Zhen, barefoot, took advantage of the darkness to sneak around the parking lot, avoiding the surveillance cameras, and climbed into the back of a large, semi-enclosed truck parked in a corner.

More than ten minutes later, the truck wobbled out of the service area.

The truck was filled with foam cotton in the back. Yan Zhen lay down on it; it was soft and comfortable, but the smell wasn't very pleasant.

After a long day of running around, Yan Zhen was really tired.

As she was rhythmically rocked, she squinted and dozed off.

The truck traveled all night.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, the truck stopped.

Yan Zhen, with her hair all messy, got up and slid off the pile of foam as she met the driver who had just opened the cargo door.

The driver, a man in his forties, was startled when he suddenly saw a young girl emerge from the cargo bed. He was then surprised and wary: "Who are you? What are you doing in my truck? What do you want?"

Yan Zhen scratched the back of his head sleepily, jumped off the train, and turned to the driver, saying, "Don't be nervous, I'm just hitching a ride."

As she spoke, she took out a roll of cash from her pocket, pulled out two bills, and handed them to the driver: "For the fare."

The driver took the car in a daze, and only reacted after Yan Zhen had swaggered quite a distance away. He pointed at Yan Zhen and said, "Hey, don't go! Explain yourself clearly what you're doing and when you climbed into my car..."

Yan Zhen took off running and disappeared from the driver's sight in the blink of an eye.

Yan Zhen put on his mask and hat, looked around, and quickly figured out his current location.

This casual "ride" took her to a small city more than 100 kilometers away from Fengcheng.

She found a breakfast shop to fill her stomach first, then borrowed the shop owner's phone to call Zhou Yan and ask him to come pick her up.

Zhou Yan was still half asleep when he answered the phone. When he heard Yan Zhen's self-righteous demand that he pick her up, he almost laughed in anger: "You want me to drive a hundred kilometers to pick you up? Ming Yiwei, where do you get such a big face?"

"You don't have to come. I'll call my friend later and have her contact an entertainment reporter to break a scoop..."

"Ming Yiwei!" Zhou Yan was furious, his voice instantly becoming much clearer. He gritted his teeth and said, "Give me the exact location!"

Yan Zhen gave his location, and Zhou Yan angrily said, "You just wait," before hanging up the phone.

Two hours later, Yan Zhen got into Zhou Yan's car.

Zhou Yan looked her up and down, noticing that she was barefoot, looked tired, and had small cuts on her arms and neck. He scoffed, "What, did someone beat you up?"