Chapter 12: Killed by This Madman

Qin Ze seemed as if he hadn’t heard a thing.

Seeing this, Qin’s mother grew even more furious. Her chest heaved violently, her eyes bloodshot, and the veins on her forehead throbbed visibly. Snatching up the phone lying on the table, she quickly dialed a number and shouted angrily into the receiver, “Immediately investigate! Find out everything about that Song Xixi. I want to see exactly who she is to dare meddle in the affairs of the Qin family!”

There was a faint response from the other end.

Qin’s mother added viciously, “Speed is essential. I don’t care what methods you use, I want a detailed report within three days. If you fail, pack up and leave!”

With that, she slammed down the phone.

Just as Song Xixi reached the roadside, raising her arm slowly to hail a taxi, Qin Ze’s gaze suddenly sharpened. Without a word, he sprang forward in a single leap.

His long arms extended, and he lifted Song Xixi off the ground, holding her firmly around the waist.

Song Xixi’s world instantly flipped upside down, spinning wildly. A buzzing noise filled her head, leaving her dazed. Her hands clenched into fists instinctively, pounding hard on Qin Ze’s back. Her legs kicked fiercely in the air, her face flushed with exertion, and she shouted hoarsely, “Qin Ze, what are you doing? Are you crazy? Put me down right now!”

Yet Qin Ze appeared deaf to her protests. His expression was as cold and resolute as still water, eyes burning with stubborn determination. Carrying her, he strode straight toward a nearby car.

No matter how much she struggled on his shoulder, his arms were like iron clamps, holding her fast without any sign of yielding.

At the car, Qin Ze slightly turned his body, freeing one hand to jerk open the rear door roughly. With a swift motion, he shoved Song Xixi inside.

Her body landed heavily on the seat. Before she could react, Qin Ze leaned in quickly and snapped the seatbelt into place with a crisp click, the movement seamless.

He then spun around and briskly walked to the driver’s seat. With a long stride, he slid into the car and started the engine. The entire process took barely a blink.

Song Xixi had just come to her senses and raised her hand to undo the seatbelt, intending to escape this “madman’s” control. But at that moment—

Qin Ze slammed the accelerator to the floor.

The car shot forward like a wild stallion freed from reins, like an arrow loosed from a bow.

Startled by the sudden acceleration, Song Xixi’s pupils constricted sharply as she let out a piercing scream. Her body jolted backward, her back pressed tightly against the seat. She could only stretch out her hands instinctively, gripping the armrests with all her might.

“Qin Ze, what are you doing? Have you lost your mind? Stop the car, stop it right now!” she yelled.

But Qin Ze remained unresponsive, his lips pressed tightly together, face tense and silent. His hands gripped the steering wheel like they were welded to it, eyes fixed intently on the road ahead. He showed no sign of easing off the gas.

The speed climbed higher and higher; outside the window, the scenery blurred into streaks of light.

Song Xixi turned her head, glaring fiercely at Qin Ze’s reckless demeanor. Her cheeks puffed with anger as she shouted, “What do you want from me? Who do you think you are to treat me like this? I am not your possession! You have no right to restrict my freedom! If you don’t stop this car, I swear I won’t let this go!”

A deep crease formed between Qin Ze’s brows, his eyes revealing a complex mix of emotions—anger, anxiety, and a fleeting, indescribable panic hidden deep within.

He took a long, steadying breath before finally speaking. “Song Xixi, sit tight.”

Song Xixi sneered coldly. “Qin Ze, I never want to have anything to do with you again. You’re utterly unreasonable!”

She turned her head away, refusing to look at him.

Qin Ze’s gaze darkened. He pressed the accelerator down even harder.

The car tore through the countryside at breakneck speed.

The wind howled outside the windows, assaulting their eardrums. Song Xixi watched as the buildings disappeared behind them and the car veered further off the beaten path, her heart growing more chaotic.

“Qin Ze, stop the car! Where are you taking me?”

But Qin Ze seemed to have lost his mind entirely. His hands gripped the wheel tightly as he swerved left and right on the uneven rural road. Dust billowed behind the spinning tires, and the car shook violently.

Song Xixi’s heart pounded wildly. Every jolt and sway tightened a painful grip around her chest.

She never imagined this scoundrel could be so reckless.

This was a blatant gamble with both their lives.

Yet Qin Ze paid no heed, the speed climbing ever faster, the needles on the dashboard inching upward relentlessly.

The car hurtled along the winding country roads, narrowly missing trees and rocks several times, the danger palpable.

Song Xixi shut her eyes tightly, terrified.

This time, she thought, this crazy man was really going to get them both killed.

After what felt like an eternity, the car finally screeched to a halt beside a vast, empty wasteland.

Inertia threw Song Xixi forward violently.

Had it not been for the seatbelt holding her firmly, she would have slammed headfirst into the windshield.

Gasping for breath, she took a long moment to recover.

When she opened her eyes, they were filled with the lingering terror of survival and a deep, burning fury aimed at Qin Ze.

“Qin Ze, are you really insane? What on earth do you want? Do you even realize how dangerous that was?” she shouted at him.

Only then did Qin Ze seem to snap out of his frenzy, his body sagging weakly against the seat. The madness in his eyes faded, and he parted his lips as if to speak.

His throat seemed constricted, but after a long pause, he croaked, “Do you remember what you said when I bought you the apartment?”

Song Xixi froze at his hoarse, unexpected words. Her mind filled instantly with that memory—

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