The only phone she could seek help from was by Zhao Moxuan's side.
The two burly men were already well-built, and with Wen Mian seated between them, her freedom was further restricted.
She let out a bitter smile, raised her eyes to Zhao Moxuan, and asked, "What is it that you really want?"
"Miss Wen, this doesn't seem like the attitude you should have. Don't forget, you are in my car now. What you need to do is cooperate obediently."
The buildings by the roadside gradually became sparse.
In their place was a sprawling expanse of forest.
Wen Mian knew Zhao Moxuan was driving her towards the outskirts.
If something happened, Wen Mian feared she wouldn't have the ability to protect herself.
Moreover, Wen Mian was at a disadvantage, totally unable to resist Zhao Moxuan's actions.
She furrowed her brow and bit her lip, softening her stance.
At that moment, it was merely to win Zhao Moxuan's trust.
