The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

The gauze on An Chen's arm was now completely soaked with blood, but he had no time or energy to pay attention to it. An Chen only had one idea now, which was to rescue An Qing as soon as possible.

In fact, there is another way now. An Chen made the final decision.

Under everyone's puzzled looks, An Chen took out his cell phone and dialed the number that An Qing used to call her on the way here.

Soon, the phone rang in the house.

An Chen felt that there was something wrong with this matter on the way here, and he became even more sure after hearing what they said when he arrived here.

An Qing was taken away by Zhang Tian as a bait to catch his own fish. The whole thing was like digging a hole for himself, waiting for him to jump in willingly.

As for why they were so sure that they would take the bait, it still comes back to An Qing.

An Chen didn't know how they learned about his relationship with An Qing. He only knew that An Qing was implicated by him this time.

This is a very bad habit of An Chen. She always puts the responsibility for things on herself and makes herself bear the consequences.

It was the same this time. An Chen never thought that if An Qing didn't accept Zhang Tian's invitation, this whole thing wouldn't have happened.

Although this matter is certainly inevitable, if An Qing was not in their hands, An Chen would not be so passive.

The phone was connected, and there was no sound for the time being, but An Chen had already spoken.

"Your target is me, I'll trade myself for An Qing."

As soon as An Chen's words came out, many people were stunned, including the people in the room, and the same was true for Fu Yanxing.

"Are you going to replace her? Why should we trust you? If I guess correctly, your people should be already standing outside the door of this room, right?"

A somewhat unfamiliar male voice came from the phone.

"You are indeed right. There are many of us, so many that we can just break in and make you unable to fight back."

"You don't dare, An Chen, you definitely don't dare."

I have to say that the person who answered the phone really knew An Chen, and he was indeed right. An Chen didn't dare, indeed he didn't.

This coward An Chen voluntarily admitted that as long as he could rescue An Qing safely, he would do anything.

"You can try." Although I couldn't break through directly, the people inside didn't know what they were thinking. At this time, they were fighting psychological warfare.

No matter what you do, you must not let the other party know what you are thinking in your heart. Exposing your thoughts easily is a taboo in this situation.

There was no reply from the other end of the phone. An Chen had already won half of this psychological war.

"How can we be sure that you will honestly trade yourself for An Qing?" came the reply on the other side of the phone.

"I'll go in, and you let me go." An Chen answered without thinking.

"Ask everyone outside except you to retreat to the first floor."

"Okay, you can send someone out in two minutes for me to go in."

"An Chen, see you later." After saying this, the person on the phone hung up.

"No, I'll stay up there with you." Fu Yanxing gave a negative answer when he saw An Chen looking back at him.

"No, take them downstairs quickly, two minutes, trust me."

An Chen deliberately spoke loudly, but with his back to the door, he was typing some words for Fu Yanxing on his mobile phone.