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After hearing An Chen's affirmative reply, the other person on the phone began to talk about what he wanted to say.

The person on the other side kept talking, and An Chen didn't interrupt, just listened quietly.

With what the other person said, An Chen's expression changed obviously. Not only his expression, An Chen felt that he was a little confused now.

The content of the phone call was really the last thing An Chen wanted to hear. She felt as if her whole body was being thrown into the water. The water was rushing towards her from all directions, making her unable to breathe.

Even his breathing became rapid, as if he would choke on the water if he exerted any effort, and then sink into the abyss of eternity.

Even after the words on the other side were finished, An Chen didn't struggle out of this feeling for a while. After a long time, An Chen finally agreed.

"Don't worry about it for now. Just continue to follow. If things haven't reached the point where you have to do something, then just turn a blind eye and don't worry about it."

An Chen repeated the words "leave it alone" twice, each time revealing a sense of helplessness and despair.

How to do it? What can be done? An Chen asked himself this question in his mind, there was no way, there really was no way.

The call has been hung up, but An Chen is still sitting in the car and has not gotten out. She needs to calm down now. If she is asked to return to the private room now, she cannot guarantee that others will not notice the clues.

The pressure coming from all directions made An Chen feel desperate. This was a feeling he hadn't had in a long, long time. He didn't even feel this way when he was being chased or intercepted.

Not sure how much time had passed, An Chen leaned on the back of the seat and closed her eyes, trying to relax herself.

Breathing becomes more and more rapid, trying to relax yourself may not be so easy to achieve.

It was clearly winter, and there was no air conditioning in the car. An Chen didn't wear a coat when he came out of the private room. It should have been very cold, but there was already a thin layer of sweat on An Chen's forehead.

Everyone was still waiting in the private room, but a long time had passed since An Chen left. Not knowing what happened, everyone had no intention of continuing to eat.

"I'll go out and take a look." Fu Yanxing couldn't help but stood up and walked out of the private room.

Where did An Chen go to answer the phone? Fu Yanxing didn't know, no one responded to his messages, and no one answered his calls.

I don't know why, but this situation of losing contact with An Chen made Fu Yanxing feel really panicked, as if something had left him.

After searching around the restaurant, Fu Yanxing still couldn't find An Chen, and there was no one even in the bathroom.

After asking the waiter to no avail, Fu Yan walked out of the restaurant and planned to look outside, but he had no clue.

No one was found around the restaurant. Fu Yanxing suddenly saw a nearby car, suddenly made a guess in his heart, and then ran towards their car.

Finally, Fu Yanxing saw An Chen's shadow, but An Chen was lying unresponsive in the car.

Fu Yanxing gently knocked on the window, and then looked at An Chen who remained motionless in the car.

A deep sense of powerlessness and fear welled up from the bottom of his heart, and Fu Yanxing began to increase his intensity.

An Chen had automatically blocked out the sounds from the outside world. It was a long time before he vaguely heard the sound. When he opened his eyes, he saw Fu Yanxing anxiously outside the window.