She clenched her fingers slightly. Under the bright light, the man's smiling face seemed to be blurred a lot, but the eyes hidden under the lenses looked a little sharper!

This man...

What do you want to do?

Isn't he Doreen's husband? Why come to help her?

Mu Qiaozhi poured a cup of tea from the coffee table and drank it slowly. He did not explain anything. His brown eyes were lightly lowered, as if he was not nervous about her answer.

His indifference and calmness were in sharp contrast to Su Qianqian's mood at the moment.

"Who are you?"

Su Qianqian plucked up the courage and asked, "I'm not familiar with you, why do you want to help me?"

"Miss Su." Mu Qiaozhi put down the tea and looked at her with a gentle smile, "It is my duty to save you. You only need to answer me whether you want to leave."

"If you do this, then Doreen..."

"What does this have to do with her? Miss Su, don't tell me that you fell in love with the man who kidnapped you and are unwilling to leave. Although Stockholm syndrome is not common, it is quite normal for it to happen to you.

Mu Qiaozhi smiled slightly, "Do you know what Stockholm Syndrome is? Western psychologists explain it this way: the hostages will develop a sense of psychological dependence on the hijackers, and their life and death are controlled by the hijackers.

They are very grateful to the hijackers for letting them live, and regard the rescuers as their enemies. The way you look at me now is as if you are looking at an enemy, Miss Su."

"..."

"I think they take good care of you. It's understandable that you would feel this way. But if you don't want to leave, then I..."

"Who are you?" Su Qianqian asked again, her dark eyes staring at Mu Qiaozhi's gentle smile. She couldn't see through this man, which made her feel a sense of rejection psychologically, "I

What do you believe?"

Mu Qiaozhi was slightly stunned. He looked at the serious eyes of the woman in front of him and laughed dumbly. "Miss Su, you can rest assured that I will not harm you. I just want to ask you, do you want to

leave?"

"..." Su Qianqian was silent for a moment, then nodded, "I think."

Mu Qiaozhi smiled gently: "That's good. I'll pick you up at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. We'll see you there."

After that, he stood up from the sofa, and when he was about to leave, Su Qianqian couldn't help but say: "Mr. Mu, do you have any brothers?"

"Huh?" Mu Qiaozhi turned his head slightly and looked at her with some confusion, "Miss Su, what do you want to ask?"

Su Qianqian stared at Mu Qiaozhi's face. The shape of that face was very similar to Yi Ningxiu, but it was not exactly the same, but...but...

Is there really anyone in this world who looks so similar to Yi Ningxiu?

"You just need to answer me whether you have or not."

Mu Qiaozhi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head: "Miss Su, I am the only one in my family, and I am sure that my parents have never had an affair..." He paused, and his gold-rimmed glasses reflected in the light.

A white light came out, "Or, have you met someone similar to me?"

When Su Qianqian heard him say no, she couldn't help but feel disappointed. She also guessed that she had really thought too much, but she still had a trace of doubt in her heart.
Chapter completed!