The strong man slapped her five or six times in succession until Lin Wanwan's pale face was red and swollen, and blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

Immediately, he pulled the chair aside, picked up Lin Wanwan and threw her onto the chair, then took a rope and tied her tightly to the chair.

"Boss, it's tied up. Can you start the live broadcast now?"

As soon as I finished asking, a man in a suit and leather shoes appeared at the door.

Lin Wanwan frowned and endured the pain. She felt that this person looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.

The man in the suit glanced at Lin Wanwan and said to the strong man: "Put up your phone first."

"yes."

Then, the man in a suit walked up to Lin Wanwan, stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, and sneered: "It seems that you still care about her, so you are a bit gentle."

The strong man quickly defended: "Boss, I don't have it."

With that said, he raised his fist and waved towards Lin Wanwan.

But his hand was stopped in mid-air by the man in a suit: "That's enough, go pick up the phone."

Seeing this, the strong man could only turn around angrily to make excuses.

"How can it be enough if your face is swollen?"

The man in the suit suddenly reached out and grabbed Lin Wanwan's hair, pulled her head back forcefully, then took out a knife from his body and rubbed her face a few times.

"She has such a beautiful face, and it would probably make her even more distressed if she spent it on her face."

As he spoke, he asked with a smile: "What do you think? Miss Jiang?"

Lin Wanwan's eyes widened and she struggled in fear, but the man in the suit was too strong. As soon as she moved, he pushed her back to the chair.

"Miss Jiang, a sword has no eyes. If you move like this, if I don't pay attention, it will be more than just a disfigurement."

Lin Wanwan's mouth was sealed with tape, and she could only make a sound of "Uh-huh" in fear, but could not do anything.

The man in the suit put the knife on her face again: "Don't worry, we didn't intend to kill you when we caught you, so don't panic, you just need to cooperate with us and act out a play."

He turned to look at the strong man: "Fat man, are you done?"

The strong man nodded: "Okay."

"Call over."

Then, he walked up behind Lin Wanwan with a smile, put his mouth next to her ear, pointed to the position of the camera, and said with a ferocious smile: "Miss Jiang, the show is about to start, you have to cooperate well."

Before Lin Wanwan could react, the strong man suddenly said: "Boss, he refused."

"Refuse to answer?" The man in the suit put away his smile and said coldly: "I took a photo and sent it to him. I don't believe he didn't answer."

"yes."

Lin Wanwan was terrified and uneasy. She had no idea who they were looking for.

If it was Jiang Yuan, she would rather Jiang Yuan not believe it and never accept it.

Just as I was thinking about it, the phone call over there came through, and a familiar voice came from the phone.

"Don't mess around!"

Lin Wanwan was stunned and looked at the camera in disbelief.

She thought about many possibilities, but she never thought that that person would be him...

In an instant, her heart went cold.

"Young Master Fu, your woman is in my hands. If you want to save her, come here alone with two million, otherwise... I will slash her body every ten minutes!"

As if he was afraid that Fu Pei wouldn't believe it, the man in the suit sneered and cut Lin Wanwan's face with the knife in his hand.

Lin Wanwan was in pain, her eyes widened, and she fought back tears, but the tears still flowed down unsatisfactorily.

Salty tears slid over the wound, stinging her heart so much that she almost fainted from the pain.

She looked at the camera with tearful eyes, her eyes filled with despair, and a chill spread from the soles of her feet to the top of her heart.

How could he come to save her?

They had no relationship a long time ago. Now, his favorite is Nie Huan, and she...

She is just an ex-wife whom he hates.
Chapter completed!