To My Dear Mr. Huo

She carefully inched her body sideways and looked up. Through the leaves of the tree, she could see something was working its way up there… an excavator?

How was that possible?

It wasn’t just her imagination. The rest of the people in the car grew excited.

However, none of them dared to move, fearing that the car might plunge downwards or something like that.

The noise emitted by the machine from behind grew louder and louder. The movements got stronger too.

When the faces of the rescue personnel emerged at the car windows, Su Qingsang’s heart rate settled down.

Behind her, Huang Jie burst into tears of joy. Nobody dared to move as they waited for their turn to be rescued.

Very quickly, the rescue personnel swiftly smashed the windows and started to hoist out the victims one by one.

The first to be rescued was the driver. He remained unconscious, and it was clear he was injured.

After he was out, Director Li, Deputy Director Chen and Huang Jie were hoisted out.

Su Qingsang wasn’t the last. By the time she was out, the medical personnel posted outside was already giving the driver emergency treatment.

He had hurt his head, an impact injury. Thankfully, it wasn’t fatal.

Su Qingsang was about to go and help but she found herself held back by somebody.

“Are you alright?”

She stopped short when she heard that familiar voice. When she turned around, Qiu Yanbo’s face caught her by surprise.

“What are you doing here?”

She even forgot to greet him as she continued to gape at him.

“Are you alright?” Qiu Yanbo didn’t answer her question. Instead, he looked at her from top to toe.

Su Qingsang had hit herself against the front seat earlier. Her forehead was swollen but she wasn’t bleeding.

“You’re hurt,” Qiu Yanbo extended out his arm to touch her forehead.

Su Qingsang instinctively tried to avoid him, but she was still feeling a little weak from being suspended too long in her seat just now.

Qiu Yanbo’s hands eventually reached her forehead. She moved aside in disgust.

He brought out a bottle of water from behind him. “Drink some water first. Food’s in the car. The car couldn’t stop here, we’ll have to walk a bit.”

“I—” Su Qingsang was extremely thirsty. She stuck out her hand to accept the bottle of water, took a few gulps and instantly felt that her throat felt so much better.

“Thank you.”

“No worries.”

She now was in a horribly sorry-looking state.

Her hair was messed up and her face was pale. Her forehead was covered in sweat.

Qiu Yanbo couldn’t restrain himself from lifting a hand to wipe off her sweat. This unexpected closeness caused Su Qingsang to leap in surprise.

Her body backed away once more. At the same time, she avoided his outstretched arm.

The area was affected by a large-scale landslide. There was a piece of rock behind her heel.

Su Qingsang lost her balance and almost fell. Qiu Yanbo grabbed her deftly.

“Be careful.”

He had his hand on her shoulder. Su Qingsang felt uncomfortable. The situation seemed strange no matter how she turned it over.

“I can stand by myself just fine — could you please let me go?”

“Okay,” Qiu Yanbo agreed but showed no intention of releasing her. He helped her up and walked forward with her.

“Stand here. The ground here is flatter.”

Su Qingsang wanted to get away from his hands, but the road in front of her was uneven.

A few times, she tried to walk along the rocks just so that she could avoid his touch. Instead of maintaining a steady pace, a few times she nearly fell.

If it weren’t for Qiu Yanbo who caught hold of her, she would’ve easily tripped.

“Thank you.”

Su Qingsang knew a kind person when she saw one. After some thought, she tried to initiate a conversation. “What are you doing here?”

“What do you think?”

How would Su Qingsang know? She wasn’t Su Peizhen. She wasn’t even aware of what sort of trade the Qiu family dabbled in.

“Are you here on a business trip?”