Chapter 105: Kidnapped

Chu Feng brought Han Xuefang to the KFC they had visited yesterday. With the weather so hot, eating outside was uncomfortable—better to spend a bit more and enjoy something good indoors.

Carrying their food, Chu Feng led Han Xuefang to the same seats as the day before.

“Chu Feng, have you ever thought about getting married this year? My mom asked me about it yesterday,” Han Xuefang said cautiously, watching him closely. She didn’t particularly care when she got married herself; what mattered was Chu Feng.

“I honestly haven’t thought about it. Your mom must be hoping we get married soon, right? I think we can wait another two years,” Chu Feng replied.

Indeed, Chu Feng had never seriously considered marriage. His focus had always been on accumulating longevity, hoping to use it to save his sister’s life. But hearing Han Xuefang’s words made him pause. He felt they were still young; marrying too early might not be wise. Besides, he had only recently joined Dragon Scale, and marrying now would be irresponsible toward Han Xuefang.

“My mom wants us to marry quickly and have a child so she can help take care of them. Honestly, I think she’s right. Given your unique status, having a child sooner would be good,” Han Xuefang said.

She spoke this way hoping that after marriage, Chu Feng might leave his current dangerous line of work—or at least, even if he didn’t, having a child would secure a future for the Chu family.

“Uh!” Chu Feng was surprised that Han Xuefang was so influenced by her mother, and that her mother, being quite open-minded and fond of him, was pressing them to marry quickly.

“Let’s not talk about this now. I’m not thinking about marriage yet. The main reason is I have something important to do first. Once I finish it, then I can think about marriage,” Chu Feng said after some thought.

He decided it was better not to rush into marriage. His sister’s illness still needed his attention and treatment. Moreover, he had already made enemies of two assassin groups. If he married now and they found out, it would bring trouble to Han Xuefang and her family. Those enemies might threaten him by targeting her.

“Then let’s book a room,” Han Xuefang suddenly said.

“Pfft!” Chu Feng lost control and sprayed his soda out of his mouth, luckily not on Han Xuefang but onto the glass beside them.

Her words terrified him. He couldn’t tell whether she was emboldened by her mother or had simply made up her mind.

“Are you okay? Why are you saying such strange things today? Are you running a fever?” Chu Feng asked, placing his hand on her forehead. She wasn’t feverish.

“You’re the one with a fever. I’m talking seriously,” Han Xuefang said, swatting his hand away. She couldn’t understand how someone usually so smart could suddenly act so foolish.

“I’m a bit hungry. Let’s eat first, then we’ll talk,” Chu Feng said, noticing how odd she was acting, and decided not to press further. Instead, he urged her to eat.

“You big dummy,” Han Xuefang muttered silently, irritated that she had to be the one to suggest booking a room, yet Chu Feng was still reluctant. She wondered what was going on in his mind.

After finishing their meal, Chu Feng wanted to escort Han Xuefang home, but she refused.

Sighing, Chu Feng watched her walk away, knowing she liked him but realizing he couldn’t give her the peaceful life she desired.

Instead of returning directly to the hospital, Chu Feng wandered aimlessly nearby. Han Xuefang had already expressed her feelings. He admitted he liked her too. Though she wasn’t strikingly beautiful and tended to look plain without makeup, she was genuine and sincere.

Suddenly, his phone rang. Seeing Han Xuefang’s name on the screen, he thought she was calling to say she got home safely.

But a man’s voice came from her phone instead: “She hasn’t gone home. She’s with me now. I think she looks nice—I’m planning some fun with her.”

Chu Feng immediately realized Han Xuefang was likely kidnapped.

“Who are you? State your terms, but don’t hurt my girlfriend,” Chu Feng’s tone grew icy. He hadn’t expected trouble to strike so soon after thinking about marriage just yesterday.

“If you want to know who I am, come alone to the abandoned factory on West City Road. Remember, alone. My men are watching you constantly. If you call the police, don’t blame me for taking this flower. You have twenty minutes.”

With that, the kidnapper hung up. Chu Feng checked the time—it was 6:20 p.m.

West City Road wasn’t far from the Air Force Hospital, about two or three kilometers away. But with everyone off work and heavy traffic, the roads were jammed.

Normally, it would take about ten minutes to walk from the hospital to West City Road, but now it would take at least half an hour.

Looking around, Chu Feng spotted a mountain bike parked nearby, carelessly left unlocked.

He walked over, mounted the bike, and pedaled away. Not far behind, a young man burst out from a nearby shop.

“Stop, thief! How dare you steal my bike! Have some shame! Help me catch the thief! Someone’s stealing my bike!”

The young man sprinted after the bike. Chu Feng, riding swiftly through the streets, treated the bike like a car, weaving through traffic without hesitation. At this hour, most drivers were sober and gave way, avoiding collisions.

Car horns blared loudly as frustrated drivers honked at his reckless riding.

Soon, Chu Feng reached a traffic light at an intersection. Past the light, it was just 200 meters to the left to reach the factory.

A crowd of cars waited for the red light, but Chu Feng slipped through narrow gaps between vehicles, speeding ahead.

The light still had over thirty seconds before turning green, but Chu Feng didn’t wait—he pushed forward, bike racing into the unknown.