Ai Le's gaze subtly locked onto the lid of a can just a meter away from her.
It was the lid that He Xuyang had carelessly tossed aside after prying it open, a metal piece with very sharp edges. If she could get hold of it, she would be able to cut the rope off her body and escape!
Having made up her mind, Ai Le remained expressionless.
She waited in silence for a long time, and when He Xuyang's phone started to ring, she knew her chance had arrived.
Taking advantage of the man stepping out to answer the call, Ai Le stretched out her bound legs, straining to reach forward. The one-meter distance seemed insurmountable as she scraped and scrambled, expending a great deal of effort before finally hooking the can lid.
At that moment, He Xuyang's footsteps began to return.
Ai Le got a jolt of panic and quickly drew her leg back, pressing the can lid under her foot and regaining her hostage demeanor.
He Xuyang squinted his eyes as he returned, scrutinizing Ai Le from head to toe.
