My White and Rich Beautiful CEO Wife

If Qin Yu really wanted to take advantage of her, like that time she got drunk with her best friend Liu Xiaoxiao, he could have done anything to her while she was completely intoxicated and unable to resist.

Of course, if Qin Yu had done such a thing, he wouldn\'t be standing here, but would have been cut to pieces and turned to ash by her own hands!

"Okay, President Yan, bear with it a little!"

Qin Yu crawled into the deformed back seat of the car and took a careful look, Yan Mingyu\'s chest down to her abdomen was tightly squeezed by the seat.

He tried to push the seat with his hand, but it wouldn\'t budge.

This was troublesome!

Qin Yu frowned, his eyes shifting slightly.

Drip-drip....

Drip-drip....

In his ears, there was also the sound of gas leaking from the tank and dripping onto the stones.

This made Qin Yu\'s heart tighten; some of the car\'s electronic equipment was still working, and if it short-circuited and sparked, the car would definitely catch fire.

"Qin Yu.... is it raining?"

Yan Mingyu\'s half-body was squeezed, making breathing difficult, and her originally beautiful face had turned pale.

Seeing this made Qin Yu\'s heart ache. Not wanting her to bear any more psychological burden, he could only utter a soft "hmm": "President Yan, wait for me, I\'ll go find the baton in the storage box!"

After speaking, Qin Yu ran to the driver\'s side. When he was a security guard, each person was equipped with a baton, and after he became Yan Mingyu\'s bodyguard, he kept the baton in the car in case of emergencies.

Click-clack....

Qin Yu flicked the baton to check that it could still extend and retract normally.

Glancing at the continuously leaking fuel tank, his heart pounded; he had to race against time, rescuing Yan Mingyu before the car caught fire.

"Crack...."

Qin Yu inserted the baton into the gap of the seat and started prying forcefully.

Perhaps out of nervousness, or maybe because of the heat, sweat dripped down from Qin Yu\'s forehead, falling from the tip of his nose.

"Sizzle...."

What he feared most was happening.

Sparks began to emerge from the car\'s electrical circuit.

"Qin Yu, don\'t bother with me anymore. Take my phone out of my pocket; there\'s important company data on it. Also, call the contact labeled \'Grandpa\' and tell him that I was harmed by Liu Nanyan!"

Yan Mingyu\'s nose was already filled with the pungent smell of gasoline.

In a few more seconds, the car would catch fire.

She didn\'t want Qin Yu to die with her.

"President Yan, you\'re not going to die!"

"Ah!"

Qin Yu shouted loudly, veins on his forehead bulging, he exerted all his strength and finally managed to pry the seat apart.

Yan Mingyu\'s body suddenly lightened and she collapsed into Qin Yu\'s arms, limp.

Qin Yu held her and ran dozens of meters away, placing her on the ground before turning back towards the car.

Sizzle....

A small flame had already started near the fuel tank.

"Qin Yu, what are you doing, come back!"

Yan Mingyu sat on the ground, calling out anxiously.

"President Yan, I\'m getting the first-aid kit from the trunk. It has antiseptics and bandages; otherwise, we\'re both going to die!"

Fortunately, Qin Yu had bought many essential medicines before setting off, and now they were coming in handy.

"Then be careful...."

Yan Mingyu watched the flames growing from the car, her heart in knots.

"Click-clack...."

Fortunately, the trunk could still be opened normally.

Qin Yu quickly took out the bag with the medicines and stuffed a few bottles of mineral water in his pockets before running away.

Boom....

A dazzling fireball rose into the sky, and the blast threw Qin Yu off his feet, and he fell to the ground.

The fiery sting on his back suggested that he had been cut by debris from the car explosion.

"Qin Yu!"

"Boss Yan, I\'m fine!"

Qin Yu took a breath, stumbled to his feet, and made his way to Yan Mingyu.

His entire face had turned pitch black, with only the whites of his eyes visible, making him resemble an African brother.

"You rest for a bit; I\'ll call Manager Zhou!"

Yan Mingyu took out her phone, found Manager Zhou\'s number, but no matter how she tried, the call wouldn\'t go through.

Upon closer inspection, there was no signal at all.

Meanwhile, the sky had gradually darkened, with a thin layer of mist drifting above the gorge, and the occasional cool breeze swept through.

It gave off an ominous and terrifying vibe.

"Boss Yan, see if my phone has a signal!"

Qin Yu took out his phone, trying to contact the outside world with two different numbers, but still, there was no connection.

"Qin Yu... what do we do?"

Yan Mingyu bit her lip, despair flickering in her eyes.

Both of them were injured, and with cliffs overhead, they were likely to be trapped to death here.

"Boss Yan, I was a scout for five years, and survival in the wild is a piece of cake for me. Don\'t worry; I will definitely get you out of here!"

Qin Yu comforted Yan Mingyu.

Whether as a bodyguard or as a man, this was definitely the time to shoulder all the responsibility.

"Mm..."

Yan Mingyu nodded lightly.

"Alright, I\'ll start a fire. The temperature difference in the mountains is huge from dawn to dusk. Given the situation, we must conserve our energy and can\'t afford to catch a cold!"

Qin Yu said.

"Okay!"

Yan Mingyu, whose fingers normally didn\'t touch spring water, and couldn\'t even cook, lacked survival experience, so naturally, she went along with whatever Qin Yu suggested.

Shortly after.

With the help of dry twigs and the scattered embers from the car explosion, Qin Yu soon started a fire.

He then searched nearby for some sharp branches, and using throwing sticks to dig pits, he created several simple traps.

Not knowing when they would be able to leave, they had to figure out a way to catch some wildlife to satisfy their hunger.

After all this, Qin Yu returned to Yan Mingyu\'s side, "Boss Yan, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

"Heh, seems like everywhere is uncomfortable, but I can\'t specify where exactly!"

Yan Mingyu managed a wry smile.

"Then... shall I check on you?"

Qin Yu glanced at Yan Mingyu, whose professional attire was torn to shreds like strips of cloth, with visible flesh showing varying degrees of wounds.

"Okay... alright then!"

Yan Mingyu nodded.

"Boss Yan, first I\'ll check your joints, including your ankles, knees, arms, and head. I\'ll press gently, and if you feel discomfort, let me know. It\'s possible that there\'s been a fracture or dislocation, but numbed by the shock, so you can\'t feel the pain!"

Qin Yu spoke with professionalism.

"Mm!"

"Let\'s begin then!"

Qin Yu took off Yan Mingyu\'s leather shoes, lifted her small foot clad in sock liners, and started checking her from bottom to top.

Fortunately, there were no signs of fractures or dislocations.

"I... should be okay. You should take care of yourself!"

Yan Mingyu\'s feelings were indescribable. Although Qin Yu was examining her for injuries, he had pretty much pressed over her entire body.

Only when she thought about how there were male gynecologists nowadays did her chaotic emotions settle down.

"Yeah, I\'m not too bad either, just superficial skin wounds."

Qin Yu turned his back to Yan Mingyu and undid his blood-stained shirt.

"You... you\'re all wounded on your back, let me apply some medicine for you!"

Gazing at Qin Yu\'s mangled back, Yan Mingyu wondered whether this man even had a sense of pain, as he had endured until now.