The Idol Prince is The Real Heiress

"You're here."

Ning Wei raised her head when she saw the familiar voice and saw Fu Ming Shi waiting for her in the lobby. In just a few seconds, his expression turned uglier as he noticed that Ning Wei did not come out alone.

"You." Fu Ming Shi swept his gaze around the area before walking to Ning Wei hastily. He pulled the mask, hung low on Ning Wei's face, until it was covering her mouth and nose. "What are you doing?" He shifted his gaze to the tall man beside his artist. "Who is this person?"

Ning Wei raised a hand to stop Fu Ming Shi from speaking too much. "I'll explain later. First, we have to get this man to the hospital."

"Is he someone you know?"

Ning Wei shook her head. "I don't know him. Just a passerby I happen to meet upstairs."

"Then, why are you?" The words he wanted to say remained unfinished. "I told you not to get involved with anyone."

Ning Wei heaved a sigh.

She did not want to get involved, but this man had already pulled her in.

"Do you think I want to get involved with anyone?" Ning Wei hissed. "This is an emergency. This man clearly needs help. Brother Fu, we should go now." Ning Wei glanced at the elevator behind her. "Otherwise, we might get into another trouble. Some people are looking for this man, and I am already involved."

Fu Ming Shi followed Ning Wei's line of gaze. Then, the light in his eyes flashed. Through Ning Wei's eyes, he understood that someone might be after the man in Ning Wei's arms. Fu Ming Shi had a long list of questions he wanted to ask Ning Wei. Unfortunately, this was not a good time for him to ask any questions.

Right now, he could only hope that the people who Ning Wei got in trouble with did not recognize her.

"Xiao Wei, one of these days, you're going to be the death of me." Fu Ming Shi shot Ning Wei a look, warning him not to make any trouble in the future before he came forward, wanting to take Feng An Yu away from her. "Give him to me. It's not appropriate for you to come close to any man."

"Good." Ning Wei heaved a sigh. "This man might look thin, but he's quite heavy."

Fu Ming Shi stretched his hand, wanting to grab Feng An Yu away, when suddenly…

Slap!

Fu Ming Shi stared at his painful hand and realized that the man had slapped his hand away. He raised his head, wanting to scold this ungrateful man, when he met Feng An Yu's angry gaze.

"Get lost. Don't touch me." Feng An Yu narrowed his eyes, wanting to get a clear look at the person in front of him. Unfortunately, his eyes remained unfocused.

He did not care if Fu Ming Shi came to help him.

Right now, his instinct told him that he could not trust anyone other than Ning Wei. After all, Ning Wei was the person who helped him get away from that woman earlier.

Feng An Yu tightened his grip on Ning Wei's arm. "Please. Help me get out of here." His voice cracked. "Please. I'll do anything… Just take me away."

Fu Ming Shi instinctively took a step back. His eyes fell on Feng An Yu's arms around Ning Wei's body. The frown on his face deepened when he saw that Feng An Yu was too close. 

"Brother Fu, it's fine." Ning Wei frowned. "I can still carry him."

Fu Ming Shi looked at Ning Wei with worry. "Xiao Wei, you know well that you have to be extra careful with your situation."

"Brother Fu, I know. This is an emergency." Ning Wei glanced at Feng An Yu again. 

If it were not for Feng An Yu's situation, he would not have let this man get close to her.

Fu Ming Shi shot one last look at Feng An Yu before he finally turned around. "Follow me."

"God. You are too heavy." Ning Wei complained as she looked at Feng An Yu. Her gaze once again fell on Feng An Yu's long legs. 

Taking a deep breath, Ning Wei dragged Feng An Yu out of the building

Fortunately, Fu Ming Shi's car was already parked outside the premises. 

While waiting for Ning Wei to come over, Fu Ming Shi had called the jockey and let him drive his car to the entrance.

Fu Ming Shi gave the staff some tips while Ning Wei stuffed Feng An Yu into the back seat of the car.

Feng An Yu let out a groan the moment his head hit the seat behind him. 

"Sit still." Ning Wei warned. She inhaled deeply to calm down after dragging Feng An Yu with her.

The voice made Feng An Yu stop. He tried to look at Ning Wei, but her face was too blurry. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but his throat was too dry. 

Right now, he was grateful that he was able to leave the private room. As long as he was not around that woman, he would be alright.

Ning Wei ignored Feng An Yu and closed the door with a thud. 

A long sigh escaped her lips, knowing that she was able to get away with Feng An Yu before anyone came to look for him.

Just in time, Ning Wei saw a few figures coming out of the club as well. The pretty woman stood at the entrance with a few guards beside her. 

Ning Wei muttered a few curse words.

"Brother Fu, not good." There was a hint of panic in Ning Wei's voice. "Drive. Now."

Fu Ming Shi followed Ning Wei's line of gaze and saw the people Ning Wei was looking at. From Ning Wei's voice and reaction, Fu Ming Shi understood that these people might be looking after that man.

While muttering a few curses under his breath, Fu Ming Shi put on his seatbelt and drove off from the area.