Lin Nuan hadn't forgotten that Qin Zhe had pointed a gun at Fu Huai 'an today.
Although she had never experienced comradeship, she knew that this kind of feeling was very important in a person's heart.
He was worried that Fu Huai 'an wouldn't want him to go, but he was also afraid that if he didn't let Fu Huai' an go and something happened to Qin Zhe, Fu Huai 'an would feel guilty for the rest of his life.
Finally, Lin Nuan let go of Fu Huai 'an's hand and said to him, "After Tuan Tuan has had enough fun in Dubai, let's go back home!"
Lin Nuan always felt that danger lurked everywhere overseas.
"We'll talk about it when I get back!" Fu Huai 'an didn't agree right away. He got up and gripped Lin Nuan's petite hand tightly. "Don't worry!"
Lin Nuan didn't nod and watched as Fu Huai 'an left the house. Tuan Tuan tugged at Lin Nuan's sleeve and looked up at the frowning and solemn Lin Nuan.
Not wanting to scare the child, Lin Nuan smiled at Tuan Tuan and sat down to eat with him. The food tasted like wax.
…
Fu Huai 'an received a call from his friend in Dubai, Mr. Du …
Fu Huai 'an's private plane was surrounded and unable to take off.
Coincidentally, the person surrounding Fu Huai 'an's private plane was Fu Huai' an's friend from Dubai, Mr. Du.
Seeing Fu Huai 'an's assistant Little Lu, Mr. Du's childhood friend, Naseer, said that he wouldn't make things difficult for Little Lu. He just had to hand over the people on the plane.
Little Lu directly contacted Mr. Du's secretary. Even when Mr. Du personally called Naseer, he didn't manage to persuade him. Only then did Mr. Du call Fu Huai 'an and ask if there was someone especially important on the plane. If not, he could hand the person over to Naseer.
Mr. Du was also very annoyed with Naseer. He was always looking for trouble. All these years, for the sake of their childhood friendship, Mr. Du had helped Naseer clean up many of his messes.
But in Arab territory, as an outsider who had grown up here, Mr. Du's influence was clearly inferior to Naseer's. Mr. Du emphasized this point to Fu Huai 'an.
The moment he stepped out, Fu Huai 'an called Mr. Du and asked him to ensure the safety of Lin Nuan and Tuan Tuan. He would settle the rest himself.
Mr. Du agreed without hesitation.
Fu Huai 'an had to protect Qin Zhe. While ensuring Tuan Tuan and Lin Nuan's safety, he had to protect them at all costs.
…
The sky had already darkened, and the huge airport was illuminated by the crisscrossing lights of the searchlights.
By the time Fu Huai 'an arrived, his private plane had indeed been surrounded.
The Arabian man stood face to face with Little Lu. There was a faint smile on Little Lu's lips, and he looked very polite and respectful. However, he blocked the entrance of the spiral staircase and refused to budge.
Fu Huai 'an parked the car outside the crowd. Naseer heard the sound of the car door closing and turned his head.
Seeing Fu Huai 'an's tall and slender figure get out of the car, Naseer smiled and walked toward Fu Huai' an. Clearly, he didn't want to fall out with Fu Huai 'an. He extended his arms to Fu Huai' an. "My friend, you're finally here!"
Naseer took a long look at Little Lu, then complained to Fu Huai 'an, "This subordinate of yours, I don't know if he doesn't understand my English, but he refuses to move aside … He's too unreasonable! I don't want to ruin our friendship. I just want the man hiding on your private jet! "
Fu Huai 'an looked at Naseer's large hand that was patting his elbow. The gemstone ring on it was very eye-catching.
There was a mature and steady smile on Fu Huai 'an's lips, and his deep voice sounded very authoritative. "I'm sorry, I can't hand the man on the plane over to you. He's my friend …"
Naseer had roughly expected that Fu Huai 'an wouldn't hand Qin Zhe over so easily. He made a' you and me 'gesture and asked, "His friendship with you is deeper than ours?"
"Right!" Fu Huai 'an looked straight into Naseer's astonished eyes and said, "Him and I are like you and Mr. Du …"
Naseer was very surprised. He hadn't expected things to be so difficult to handle.
After thinking for a very long time, Naseer made up his mind and took a big step back. "I don't want his life. I just want him to hand over the things he stole from me, and you can take him away! Fu … we really hope that we can work together in business in the future. So, this is already my greatest concession and sincerity. I hope you won't reject me again! "
"I understand that man on the plane. He'd probably rather hand over his life than hand over the things you want. Moreover … the things you want aren't with him."
When Naseer heard this, he looked at Fu Huai 'an with a suspicious gaze. His hand silently pressed to the back of his waist, and there was a cold look in his eyes.
"I'll definitely send him back safely! Regardless of the price … "
The moment Fu Huai 'an finished speaking, Naseer suddenly pulled out his gun and pointed it at Fu Huai' an. Before he could say anything threatening, Naseer was pulled into Fu Huai 'an's arms. Fu Huai' an held the gun in his hands and pressed it against Naseer's temple.
The men that Naseer brought with him immediately pulled out their guns and pointed them at Fu Huai 'an.
Little Lu was so frightened that his countenance changed.
Naseer's entire body stiffened. Fu Huai 'an lowered his voice and said in Naseer's ear, "Did Mr. Du tell you not to pull out your gun in front of me?"
From the corner of his eye, Naseer saw the gun clip slide down. He was pushed away by Fu Huai 'an, and the gun clip landed firmly in Fu Huai' an's palm.
Naseer knew that Fu Huai 'an had no intention of killing him, but he still felt insulted. He gritted his teeth and raised his hand, indicating for his men to put down their guns.
Mr. Du had indeed said that over the phone earlier, but Naseer couldn't help it. This was his territory, so how could he allow himself to be bullied by a foreigner?
However, looking at Fu Huai 'an's smooth movements, Naseer felt a little apprehensive.
If Fu Huai 'an had really wanted his life earlier, he would have been a dead man by now.
Fu Huai 'an handed the gun and the gun clip to Naseer. "I must take him back today!"
Naseer looked at the gun lying in Fu Huai 'an's hand. "You're alone … and I have so many men!"
"You want to try?" Fu Huai 'an narrowed his eyes.
A searchlight swept past Fu Huai 'an's well-defined facial features, making one feel apprehensive for some reason.
Naseer recalled what Mr. Du told him about not provoking Fu Huai 'an easily and hesitated …
Fu Huai 'an took a step closer to Naseer and whispered a few words in Naseer's ear. Naseer's countenance changed drastically, and he took his gun from Fu Huai' an's hand and left with his men.
Fu Huai 'an stood there with his hands in his pockets, watching as Naseer and his men left. The night breeze caressed his long black hair, and the loud sounds of planes taking off and landing rang out in his ears.
Little Lu ran down the flight ladder and said to Fu Huai 'an anxiously, "Sir! That friend of yours has disappeared! Just now … just now, he was still on the plane. When I got up, I discovered … "
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