You’re a Hostage, Not a Guest

Sitting with her back against the door, Yun Xi could feel that the small backpack she'd been wearing was still on her back. She felt a little more relieved.

As long as she had the backpack, it wouldn't be that difficult for her to escape.

They probably didn't take a little girl like her very seriously. After they'd kidnapped her, they had allowed her to keep the backpack on her back. How careless of them!

Yun Xi struggled to speak through the tape binding her mouth shut. She widened her eyes, as if she had something to say.

The woman sitting with her on the back seat was looking out of the car window. The car had driven onto a deserted dirt road in the countryside. There were barely any people around.

Suddenly, she leaned over and tore the tape off Yun Xi's face. Yun Xi winced at the pain.