บท 681: Handing over the Ransom in Advance

The car continued to drive along the uneven, rocky roads on the mountains and Wen Xinya lied in the trunk of the car. The pitch darkness was just like her emotions. She felt as if she had fallen off a cliff and was about to plunge into Hell.

She felt like her death was near.

She continued to push herself through the jerky ride helplessly. Feeling incredibly helpless, her tears began to fall and seeped through the hairs on her sideburns.

Although she had no idea how long she had been abducted for, she felt utterly dejected and hopeless. The pain in her body debilitated her and she felt numb from head to toe. She wished that she could just pass out. However, she felt a sudden dash of hope and remained sober.

"Si Yiyan!" she murmured the name of the man whom she loved the most. She felt frail, weak, powerless and hopeless.