Chapter 316: Ke Zhongyu's Second Rescue of Jiang Lai

A cold wind brushed her face; Jiang Lai lifted her hand to shield her eyes, which the high beams had forced shut, frowned, and shifted a couple of steps to the side, trying to avoid the glaring lights.

Before she could lower her hand, a rush of speeding car noises grew nearer, and the instant she dropped her hand, a black sedan, as if out of control, barreled toward her.

The distance closed in a flash; the blinding headlights flashed again, making it impossible to keep the eyes open. Jiang Lai suddenly lifted her gaze, her pupils contracting sharply, and she froze on the spot, panic flooding her limbs, her legs feeling as heavy as lead, unable to move.

Lin Shutong charged forward with a resolve to die.

His eyes were fierce.

Both hands gripped the steering wheel tightly.

Jiang Lai caused her to be removed from the Self-developed Chip Project.

She ruined her reputation, saddled her with huge debts, even reported her grandfather, and made her despised by the whole family!

She should have had a bright future, but now she has nothing!

Her most beloved grandfather, who always thought of her, is already advanced in age; a man whose one foot has already stepped into the yellow earth still has to endure scorn in the end!

Jiang Lai, today it's either you die or I perish!

Lin Shutong floored the accelerator, driven by the determination to smash Jiang Lai to pieces, and sped forward.

Ke Zhongyu had just arrived at Mujiang Platform when he saw the black sedan rushing toward Jiang Lai by the roadside; his brain instantly flushed with blood, and in panic he pressed the gas, charging across the median barrier.

A sharp revving sound sliced through the bustling street.

The Maybach, like an arrow released from a bow, sped through the wind and slammed hard into the black sedan from the side.

It was the fastest way he could think of in such a short time to prevent Jiang Lai from being hurt.

"Bang!"

A deafening crash rang through the street.

Amid the heart‑stopping roar, Lin Shutong's car was violently knocked off course, skidding several meters before slamming into a roadside flowerbed tree, instantly losing momentum.

All the surrounding cars came to a halt, and amid the explosive collision sounds of the two vehicles, pedestrians let out intermittent screams.

The Maybach's front end was severely dented, and shards of glass scattered everywhere.

Jiang Lai's blood seemed to freeze, her heart hammered, as if she had walked through the Gate of Ghosts, and her soul gradually returned to her body.

She suddenly looked at the severely deformed Maybach.

Ke Zhongyu kicked the car door open with one foot, staggered out, and bright blood seeped from the corner of his forehead, slowly sliding down his sharply contoured cheek.

His arm was also grazed by the impact, oozing crimson stains.

A buzzing rang in his ears, and his head swayed.

Jiang Lai came to her senses; before the fear of the sudden crash could settle, her worry for Ke Zhongyu arrived first. Even though her legs were still weak, she stepped quickly toward him, running toward Ke Zhongyu.

Ke Zhongyu saw a slender figure rush over and quickly steadied her.

"Ke Zhongyu, Ke Zhongyu..."

He couldn't hear clearly, only seeing Jiang Lai's mouth moving.

She was calling him.

"I'm here." Ke Zhongyu reached out, pulling Jiang Lai tightly into his arms, his arms forcefully holding her trembling body, his voice hoarse and suppressed with lingering fear, "A Lai, how are you? Are you okay?"

Jiang Lai was enveloped by his familiar aura, the scent of blood spreading to her nostrils; watching the blood streaming down the corner of his forehead, seeing how he had been injured brutally to save her, her eyes instantly reddened, her nose tinged with sourness, and all the panic turned into overwhelming concern and confusion.

But now was not the time for idle embraces.

"Ke Zhongyu, you're holding me too tightly; I can't reach my phone. An ambulance— I need to call an ambulance."

Ke Zhongyu caught the three words 'ambulance,' pressed one hand on her waist and the other on the back of her head, clearly in pain himself yet calmly comforting her.

"Don't be afraid; my car has an alarm system that automatically alerts when an accident occurs, uploads GPS coordinates, and an ambulance will arrive quickly."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

Hearing him say that, Jiang Lai's hanging heart eased a bit; she clutched Ke Zhongyu tightly, her eyes reddened as she said, "Ke Zhongyu, I'm not scared. Could you stop talking for now? We'll wait for the ambulance."

"Just like that, we wait."

"Alright, we'll wait like that." Jiang Lai let him hold her, her head drooping on his shoulder, blood staining her hair and dripping onto her neck.

Twice.

Ke Zhongyu's first time, he used his own car to intercept Shen Xun's Bentley, taking her, who was trapped in the back seat, away.

Ke Zhongyu's second time, he used his own car to block the out‑of‑control sedan, rescuing her from near‑collision.

The streetlights stretched their silhouettes, the surrounding traffic roared, and someone by the roadside called the police and an ambulance.

When Shen Xun arrived, he only saw a crash scene and two people tightly embracing by the roadside.

His face turned ashen, and he quickly got out of the car and rushed over.

Upon approaching, he saw Jiang Lai unharmed; the one in trouble was Ke Zhongyu.

Ke Zhongyu was wounded, clearly about to collapse, his whole strength pressing his body onto Jiang Lai's.

Shen Xun walked over with mixed feelings, ready to lend a hand; the ambulance had already arrived.

Medical staff, together with Jiang Lai, helped Ke Zhongyu onto it.

Jiang Lai didn't notice Shen Xun at all; her pupils only reflected Ke Zhongyu's injured form.

Ke Zhongyu hadn't fainted; he merely frowned, one hand tightly gripping Jiang Lai's, watching her shakily pull out her phone and dial Secretary Cen.

"Jiu Er, Ke Zhongyu had a car accident at the entrance of Mujiang Platform; we need you to handle the aftermath."

Secretary Cen: "!!! I'm coming right now. How is Chief Ke? How are you? What about the perpetrator?"

"We're already on the ambulance; I didn't notice the driver, they might still be trapped in the car."

"Alright, I'm already on the way. Should I inform Chairwoman Ms. Nian and the young lady?"

Jiang Lai: "Yes."

Secretary Cen hung up, sped off toward Mujiang Platform, simultaneously calling the chairman, as such a major incident is better reported to the chairman; the chairman is calmer than Ms. Nian and the young lady, so chaos can be avoided.

After quickly relaying the information, she called Secretary Guan and gave a brief account of what had just happened.

The city center is crowded; surely someone filmed it, notifying the Public Relations Department to prepare immediately, and notifying the Legal Department to stand by.

Secretary Guan, while notifying the Public Relations Department and the Legal Department, rushed toward the Ke Group.

The road at the entrance of Mujiang Terrace was blocked.

Lin Shutong sat drowsily in the car, the fuel tank dripping drop by drop downwards.

She forced herself to straighten up, unbuckled the seatbelt, struggled to open the car door, staggered out of the car dizzy, swayed as she walked outward, lowered her head to push through the crowd, and headed toward the quiet alley not far away.

After walking only two steps, a person blocked her path.

Lin Shutong, irritated and confused, looked up, and it turned out to be Shen Xun.

"Why did you do this?" Shen Xun, disregarding her bruises all over, questioned her from a lofty height, even raising his voice again, "Why did you drive into Jiang Lai!"

Lin Shutong sneered, whispering, "She caused my family to be ruined and left me homeless; shouldn't she die?"

She pursed her lips, then feigned innocence, "My brakes just failed; I didn't do it on purpose."

After saying that, she even laughed, like a madman, "I didn't do it on purpose, my brakes just failed, look, I've… bled a lot."