Let’s Divorce As Agreed-Chapter 1047 - 1046: Huanhuan, Hang In There (2)

Chapter 1047: Chapter 1046: Huanhuan, Hang In There (2)

“But Huanhuan usually doesn’t have any grudges with anyone, who would do such a thing?” Shu Pan murmured, “Women’s jealousy is one thing, seeing each other in a bad light, but it wouldn’t go as far as kidnapping, right?”

“It’s hard to say,” Gu Shaoting said with a grave expression.

The jealousy among women is unfathomable, truly unpredictable.

“That’s true, just like last time, when I and Huanhuan went shopping and encountered those two women, they just couldn’t see eye to eye,” Shu Pan reflected.

“Mm, I’m going out, be careful on your own,” Gu Shaoting said and then turned and left.

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Having escaped, Dou Dou ran desperately, afraid that the bad guys were chasing him. Not knowing the direction, he just ran towards where the lights were.

By the time he made it to the side of the highway, he had collapsed from exhaustion, unable to run any further, but his mind was still focused on rescuing Gu Huanhuan.

He collapsed on the ground, and soon, a kind passerby drove by, saw him, thought he was injured, and then called the police.

Soon, they took him to the hospital, administered glucose, and checked him over; there was nothing seriously wrong, and Dou Dou gradually regained consciousness.

“Save… Save Sister Huanhuan,” were the first words Dou Dou uttered upon waking.

Everyone was baffled, but after he had something to eat, he recounted what had happened to the police.

Everyone was shocked because Gu Huanhuan was a public figure, well-known to many, so they also notified Uncle Wen.

So, everyone went back to where Dou Dou had collapsed, letting Dou Dou himself identify where he had run from.

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Considering the little boy’s abilities, he couldn’t have run far, they believed it was this area, and Dou Dou mentioned a very large, old house.

It must be an abandoned house then.

The search area was narrowed down.

Uncle Wen’s heart was up in his throat, mentally preparing for what might come next.

Uncle Wen prayed in his heart that as long as Huanhuan was alive, nothing else mattered. He would stand by her, facing all difficulties together.

Everyone else was praying in their hearts too.

…..

The sun had already set in the west, leaving only the cold wind whistling over the barren fields.

In the desolate workshop, two men watched as another man, his neck blood-stained, screamed in agony, his eyes red as a furious beast, glaring fiercely at a woman not far away holding an iron rod.

The woman’s hair was dishevelled, her white long dress smeared with dirt, her eyes firmly fixed on the men.

Gu Huanhuan gripped the iron rod tightly, her slender fingers trembling uncontrollably.

Even though she was very scared inside, she appeared very calm, like a little wild animal ready to fend off attacks at any moment.

One of her feet was bare, the shoe lost during the run, so she had simply taken off the other one; now, her bare feet directly stepped on the ground, the floor uneven, occasionally some debris would latch onto her feet, so there were small spots of blood on the ground.

The man had caught up to her, trying to grab her during the struggle, she took the iron rod in her hand and, without hesitation, stabbed towards his neck.

The man let out an “Ah,” his eyes widening as the blood sprayed from his neck, and as he clutched it, he stared fiercely at her.

Gu Huanhuan’s gaze fell upon the man’s round, bulging eyes, and she felt an indescribable fear and terror.

Originally, she held the iron rod, one end sharp, intending to keep it for herself; she would rather die than be violated.