My Perfect Female CEO-Chapter 886: Life or Death Unknown

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Chapter 886: Chapter 886: Life or Death Unknown

Ye Fan had no choice. If he hesitated any longer, the car would definitely plunge off the cliff, and once it fell, it would be dangerous.

Even if they got lucky, and the car didn’t explode or get destroyed, the consequences would still be unimaginable.

Falling from such a cliff, with raging waters and rocks below, the danger was unpredictable. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that the chance of surviving such a fall was one in a thousand.

This was just the probability for him. If all four of them fell together, Mengyao would certainly be doomed, and Qiu Wen and Shen Yaqing wouldn’t fare much better.

Therefore, from whichever angle he considered, he had to make the most reasonable decision.

The only way now was for Ye Fan to get out of the car, lighten the load at the front, and thus protect the other three.

Having made his decision, he glanced at the three groggy passengers inside the car, preparing to open the door.

"Don’t..." a weak voice sounded beside him, and he saw Mengyao, blood on her forehead, looking at him.

Although Mengyao’s injuries weren’t severe, her external wounds had caused considerable blood loss.

She sensed something was wrong and, clinging to her last bit of consciousness, struggled, weakly gripping Ye Fan’s hand with her left hand.

"Don’t worry, it’s fine." Ye Fan smiled, and decisively broke free from Mengyao’s grip. He then struck her neck firmly, causing her to faint. He had no choice; her struggle had made the car more unstable. He had to do it.

"Master!" Qiu Wen and Shen Yaqing weren’t fools; they immediately realized what was happening and became much more alert.

Both women murmured in unison, their anxious expressions and pale faces searing into Ye Fan’s mind.

If Qiu Wen and Shen Yaqing were in Ye Fan’s position, they would have made the same decisive choice, for the sake of everyone’s safety, some sacrifices were necessary.

However, the two women were in the back seat and could only anxiously wait without being able to help.

"Stay put, don’t move," Ye Fan advised as he opened the car door.

Their noses tingled, rendering them speechless.

Ye Fan had no time to hesitate. Carefully, he leapt out of the car, clinging to the cliff’s face like a lizard. Fortunately, there was a protruding ledge; otherwise, he couldn’t have held onto the cliff.

Clinging to the rock, he grabbed the protruding ledge with one hand, found a precarious foothold for his toes, and then used one hand to support the car’s front tire, stabilizing the sinking vehicle.

He couldn’t rely on anything else; he had to use his strength alone to save the car from falling over the cliff.

Though Du Xueqi and the other four women were close, in a crisis like this, distant help was no help at all. Hence, he had to exhaust all his strength to prevent the car from sliding further.

Qiu Wen and Shen Yaqing, with tears in their eyes, cooperated fully, trying to move to the back of the car to add weight to the rear.

Ye Fan used all his strength to steady the car, though the force he could apply wasn’t significant, which was related to his own abilities.

At this moment, because of the immense force, the rock he stood on cracked, and the ledge he held broke.

With both his hand and foothold gone, his body pitched into the air, plunging downward.

All his attention was focused on steadying the car, neglecting his own safety.

As a result, Ye Fan successfully stabilized the car, but he himself fell off the cliff.

Traces of fresh blood scattered in the air, the blood seeping from Ye Fan’s palms.

The sharp, rugged cliff had cut his palms open.

The wind rising from the cliff whisked the blood further apart.

This cliff was a hundred meters high.

Below the cliff, the surging river, entangled with rocky rapids, churned frothy white waves.

This scene was something Mengyao, knocked unconscious by Ye Fan, wouldn’t know.

Qiu Wen and Shen Yaqing huddled in the back of the car, their gazes glued to the windows, observing the outside situation.

From Qiu Wen’s side, only Ye Fan’s upper body could be seen, while Shen Yaqing couldn’t see anything.

"Master is clinging to the cliff, using his hand to stabilize the car’s descent," Qiu Wen whispered anxiously, pale-faced.

"As long as Master is okay, that’s all that matters. I believe he’ll climb up the cliff safely," Shen Yaqing said, though even she didn’t believe her own words.

"Master is the Terminator; a minor issue like this won’t beat him," Qiu Wen seemed to be comforting herself.

"Indeed, I’ve never heard of the Terminator failing," Shen Yaqing stubbornly prayed. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

They could only speak words of reassurance. The worry is unspoken, holding onto the hope that their master could create a miracle. However, given the current situation, a miracle was impossible.

Actually, if there was a miracle, it was Master jumping out of the car and clinging to the cliff, something others couldn’t achieve. Holding the vehicle was another miracle, but Master had created miracles for them, pulling them from danger while leaving it all to himself.

Realizing how dangerous their master’s situation was, Qiu Wen, and Shen Yaqing dared not utter a word of concern.

As they saw their master disappear before their eyes, Qiu Wen trembled, biting her lip until it bled.

"What’s wrong?" sensing something amiss, Shen Yaqing cautiously asked.

"Master... fell," Qiu Wen slumped, as if drained of all strength.

"What?" Shen Yaqing almost burst into tears.

Inside the car, Qiu Wen and Shen Yaqing were overwhelmed with sadness, wanting but unable to cry.

Mengyao remained unconscious.

Each second inside the car felt like a year.

Amid their anxious wait, Du Xueqi and the other four women rushed to the cliff’s edge, forcibly pulling the car from the brink.

Tearing open the car door, Qiu Wen and Shen Yaqing, faces ashen, got out.

"What happened to the CEO?" Du Xueqi asked urgently.

"Nothing, Master knocked her out," Qiu Wen replied listlessly.

"Oh, that’s good," the women’s initial worry eased a bit, relieved it wasn’t an injury-induced coma, but soon they suspected something was wrong, asking in unison, "Where’s Master? Where’s his trace?"

"Master jumped out, stabilized the car, and fell," Shen Yaqing stated.

"What?" Du Xueqi and the four women were immediately filled with sorrow.