The black Rolls-Royce moves forward, from the bustling city to the sparsely populated suburbs.

Qin An'an sat in the back seat, closing his eyes to rest.

I don't know how long it took, but the car stopped and she slowly opened her eyes and looked out the window.

I saw a dense forest outside, strange and cold.

A string of question marks popped up in her mind.

Where is this?

Why did he bring her here?

"Where is this?" she raised her eyes and asked him.

"My resort, one of them." He pushed the door open and got out of the car.

Resort villa?

Remember the URL

He brought her here, definitely not on vacation.

She got out of the car, followed him, and walked towards the villa step by step.

This villa is a typical Gothic architectural style.

The gray-green building is located in this dense forest, exuding a gloomy and weird atmosphere.

She felt that she was walking into not a resort villa, but a prison.

She turned around and saw his bodyguard following behind.

She is now truly inseparable from wings.

After entering the villa, the open view inside made her frown.

The interior decoration style is dark, giving people a depressing feeling!

"Qin Anan, when did you start contacting my mother?" His voice came in a low voice.

At this time, the villa gate slowly closed.

She looked at the closed door keenly and asked in confusion: "If I don't answer your question, will I be unable to leave here?"

"Yes. If you want to leave here, you must answer my questions truthfully!" His cold voice spread out in the empty villa.

"I said it! I have nothing to say! No matter where you take me, this answer is the answer!" Qin Anan's voice rose, "Fu Shiting, don't waste time on me!"

Looking at her intense emotions, his eyes were a little darker.

"Is the content you talked to my mom related to me?" he guessed, "I can't think of what else you can talk about."

"These are not important at all!" Her eyes looked desperate, and her tone was even more desperate, "Why do you have to focus on an unimportant problem? Your mother died at home, not at my company! What problems can you solve when you catch me here!"

"Well said," he stared at her and asked aggressively, "Since it doesn't matter, why can't you tell me? Is it because I'm less important than this question, or do you think you can ignore my feelings infinitely?!"

Qin Anan: "..."

"The dead person is my mother! It's not a stray cat or dog on the roadside!" He was like a thorn in his throat. "Why can't I know what my mother said in the last call before she died? Why can't I know?!"

She looked at the tears flashing in his eyes, and her psychological defense completely collapsed.

She suddenly remembered the continuous grief and helplessness when her mother passed away last year! It was like a huge black hole that swallowed all human reason!

Only then did she realize that he was so angry not because the phone was important to him, but because his mother was dead.

If she were him, she would have followed the problem to the bottom of it!

"Fu Shiting...I'm sorry..." Her voice was mute and her eyelashes drooped slightly. "I can't tell you, not because you are not important, nor because I want to ignore your feelings...I know you are in pain, but I can't say..."

Fu Shiting heard the sound of his heart shattering.

At this time, a bodyguard came over and spoke to him: "Mr. Fu, give this woman to me! I have a way to let her speak!"

Of course, Fu Shiting knew what his subordinates said.

There are two ways to let the enemy speak.

The first method is temptation.

The second method is torture.

For Qin An'an, the first method is obviously useless.

So only the second method is used.

He never could bear to hurt her at all.


Chapter completed!