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Chapter 305: There Is No One Who Can’t Be Taken Down

Chapter 305: Chapter 305: There Is No One Who Can’t Be Taken Down

Song Muyu listened to their conversation and immediately looked at the rearview mirror. Sure enough, two suspicious cars were following them.

Jiang Jinfeng accelerated the car, darting through the streets like an arrow.

The two cars behind closely followed.

"Are they from the Chen Family?" Song Muyu’s expression turned serious. "Trying to target me and Qi Yun."

Qi Yun shook her head, her gaze calm. "No, Miss Song. These two cars belong to Ludao, not the Chen Family or the Shi Family."

"You even know which cars belong to whom?" Song Muyu was slightly amazed.

Qi Yun nodded. "Previously, the Young Master instructed us to investigate all the cars from the Shi Family, Chen Family, Ludao, Pei Family, and Song Family. As long as they were registered, we memorized them."

Song Muyu was momentarily speechless. "Ruirui is just too obsessive."

Qi Yun chuckled softly.

"It’s one of the basics that we should master," Jiang Jinfeng remarked steadily while driving, addressing them. "So, Ludao’s cars are following us — what does this mean?"

Qi Yun shook her head. "I don’t know. It’s strange. This is the first time they’ve openly tailed us like this."

Song Muyu turned to look back. "Are they looking for us for something?"

"Impossible," Jiang Jinfeng said in a deep voice. "If they had something to discuss, they wouldn’t send two cars. They could have just called. Two cars mean there are quite a few people."

Qi Yun glanced back, narrowing her eyes. "At a glance, each car is full. Altogether, ten people."

"What exactly are they trying to do?" Song Muyu was a bit dumbfounded. "Call Ruirui and ask if she knows anything."

"Alright!" Jiang Jinfeng nodded. "Qi Yun, call and ask."

"Sure," Qi Yun agreed, picking up her phone to call Qiao Rui. The phone prompted: "The number you dialed is currently powered off."

"The Young Master’s phone is off!"

Jiang Jinfeng’s expression changed, his eyes slightly narrowing. "Level one alert. There’s no way to shake them off now."

"Should we call someone to intercept them?" Qi Yun asked.

Jiang Jinfeng shook his head. "Let’s get to the Song Family first."

Jiang Jinfeng was well aware that Pei Liyan was the real boss behind Ludao, and Lu Heming was merely one of his subordinates.

Of course, Lu Heming also had shares in Ludao.

Ludao had no direct connection to the Pei Family; it solely belonged to Pei Liyan.

This was Pei Liyan’s brilliance.

"I think we should rally more people at the Song Family," Song Muyu suggested. "With ten of them here, the three of us might not manage. The other side clearly came prepared. We don’t know their intentions, and we can’t reach Ruirui."

Jiang Jinfeng suddenly cracked a faint smile, a charismatic curve to his lips. "What are you worried about? Qi Yun and I are enough."

Qi Yun smiled as well, reassuring Song Muyu, "Miss Song, don’t worry. President Jiang and I will protect you."

"I’m not worried about myself. I’m worried about you two," Song Muyu replied. "I’m not as weak as you seem to think."

"Miss Song has good skills, but now is not a suitable time to show them."

Song Muyu froze, immediately catching Qi Yun’s meaning.

She had recently miscarried and was still physically weak, making it indeed unsuitable for her to exert herself.

Jiang Jinfeng pushed the car’s speed to the limit as the trailing cars refused to give up. Suddenly, he said, "Hold on tight; I’m going to charge ahead."

Up ahead was a traffic light, about to change from yellow to red in two seconds. Jiang Jinfeng sped through just as it turned red.

The yellow light transitioned to red.

The two cars behind them were completely blocked by the red light.

Jiang Jinfeng chuckled lightly. "Luckily, we’ve bought ourselves a few dozen seconds of breathing room."

"Should we not return to the Song Family?" Song Muyu suggested hesitantly. "How about heading to Liu Garden instead?"

"We’re already close; we should go back. Don’t worry; Qi Yun and I are here."

The car soon arrived at the Song Family’s residence.

Jiang Jinfeng told Song Muyu, "Go inside now. No matter what happens outside, don’t concern yourself. Qi Yun and I will guard the door. Reach out to us by phone if there’s any problem."

Song Muyu glanced at them and said, "Alright."

She had already decided in her heart that she couldn’t stay at home tonight. After meeting her mother, she planned to leave.

Jiang Jinfeng encouraged her with a smile. "Go on!"

Only then did Song Muyu turn and walk toward the Song Family’s house.

Qi Yun and Jiang Jinfeng waited at the entrance.

The housekeeper, noticing the car remained parked, appeared worried and greeted Song Muyu before leading her inside.

At that moment, Fang Mo and Lu Heming’s cars arrived at the Song Family’s doorstep.

The two vehicles positioned themselves in front and back, blocking Jiang Jinfeng’s car at the entrance.

Fang Mo and Lu Heming stepped out of their cars. Fang Mo walked over to Jiang Jinfeng’s vehicle and knocked on the window.

Jiang Jinfeng lowered the window, glanced at him, and asked, "Assistant Fang, may I ask what brings you to trail us all the way?"

Fang Mo gave him a calm look and replied, "Mr. Jiang, the person we’re looking for is Miss Qi. Please have Miss Qi come with us; we have some matters to discuss with her."

"Looking for Qi Yun?" Jiang Jinfeng was surprised, not quite understanding their agenda.

Qi Yun, however, remained composed, unperturbed by their approach.

She smiled faintly, her gaze shifting from Fang Mo to Lu Heming behind him.

The two men standing beside their car exuded a gentle demeanor without overt aggression, yet their understated, nonchalant attitude carried an air of unyielding resolve.

Qi Yun countered, "Mr. Fang, whatever you wish to discuss, you can ask me right here. Following you somewhere is out of the question."

Fang Mo received a direct order: take her away.

He was determined to fulfill the task assigned by the president.

"Miss Qi, you’d best come with us. Otherwise, things might get... unpleasant."

"Unpleasant?" Qi Yun scoffed. "Gentlemen, are you planning to take me by force? Then let’s see if you’re capable of it!"

Qi Yun prepared to get out of the car.

But Jiang Jinfeng interrupted, "Qi Yun, stay in the car. I’d like to see who can lay a finger on you."

"Such bold words from President Jiang," Lu Heming, silent until now, spoke up. "When Ludao decides to take someone, there’s no one we can’t take."

"Really?" Jiang Jinfeng chuckled. "While she’s with me, Jiang Jinfeng, trying to take her is impossible."

The atmosphere instantly turned tense, charged with an underlying sense of danger.

Fang Mo and Lu Heming exchanged a look.

Lu Heming raised his hand, signaling with a gesture.

From the cars behind, eight more people emerged — leaving two drivers, six stepped out.

Every one of them looked formidable, uniformly dressed in black suits, clearly well-trained.

Jiang Jinfeng frowned slightly. "President Lu, Assistant Fang, are you really resorting to force?"

"Yes," Lu Heming said casually. "Since Miss Qi refuses to come willingly, we’ll have to take her by force."

"Qi Yun, let’s get out of the car and handle this," Jiang Jinfeng said.

"You’re so verbose," Qi Yun said indignantly. "We should’ve stepped out earlier."

"Haha!" Jiang Jinfeng laughed. "Let’s go!"

The two finally got out of the car, facing the six men without a shred of fear.