Jiang Song was stunned for a moment, and a bad thought flashed through his mind.
Then he pushed the door hard.
The door really can't be opened.
Jiang Song then quickly tested other exits.
There was no way out of the yard, the back door, or even the door in the basement garage.
At this time, the idea in her head became clearer and clearer.
Xing Sijue... Xing Sijue didn't want to imprison her, right?
She was frightened by this terrible thought of hers, and after thinking about it, what frightened her even more was that it was entirely possible for Xing Sijue to do such a thing.
She panicked and took out her cell phone and dialed Xing Sijue's number.
But no one picked up.
Immediately, I dialed Xiao Song's number, but still no one answered.
So Jiang Song was trapped in the villa for a whole day. She tried various methods, but she still couldn't get out.
Every moment, she understands a truth more clearly.
Xing Sijue is imprisoning her.
…
"I'm just telling you, if a man with such vast powers as Mr. Jiu really likes Lin Wanwan, how could he not marry her? It turns out that Lin Wanwan is such a person."
"Look at these pictures, they're just rubbish. It's so funny that she overestimated her abilities and actually wanted to seduce someone else's real wife, and now she's been seduce by someone else."
"Only a stupid woman like Mo Yingzi would listen to her. I didn't even go to the party last night. Only the daughters of the nouveau riche are stupid enough to want to climb up to Mo Yingzi."
The undisguised laughter of women could be heard outside the room.
News of last night's party quickly spread around the circle, and Lin Wanwan didn't know until it was over that Jiang Song, a bitch, not only spread those pictures, but also broadcast them online.
Thinking of this, her breathing quickened, her fingers tightened tightly on the wheelchair beneath her, and her eyes were filled with ferocity and conspiracy.
This bitch! Bitch!
She completely destroyed herself. She lost Xing Sijue's love and her reputation was ruined.
She, Lin Wanwan, is completely stinky in this circle!
However, Jiang Song, you will regret it. You and I both made the same mistake.
It's just that he didn't kill the opponent in one breath.
Jiang Song, as long as I am still here, I may make a comeback, just wait!
I will definitely make you pay a thousand times a hundred times the price!
She took out her phone and flipped to the number on the screen that had not been received for a long time. Her dark pupils were filled with storms.
"Hello."
A man's lazy voice came from the other end of the phone.
"I want to tell you Jiang Song's whereabouts."
The man paused for a moment and seemed to be interested, "Say."
…
"Master Jiu, we're home." Xiao Song parked the car and glanced at the man in the rearview mirror with concern.
At this moment, he is no longer the business emperor he used to be, and he is no longer the terrifying and powerful person he once was.
Now he is just an emotional loser.
In fact, Xiao Song could see the love that Master Jiu had for Miss Jiang.
It's a pity that their ninth master can do everything in his life, but he can't fall in love.
"Yeah." Xing Sijue's usually gloomy eyes became even more gloomy.
After he finished speaking, he did not get out of the car, but quietly sat down in the back seat and looked at the building.
He hesitated.
Worry.
He didn't know how to face the woman there who always wanted to leave him.
He saw every phone call and threatening text message she made.
"Master Jiu..." Xiao Song said.
Xing Sijue turned around and glanced at him, and said hoarsely, "Go and drive one in the garage and go back early."
"No, Master Jiu..." Xiao Song shook his head, "I have a humble opinion. Women all need to be coaxed and like to listen to good words. Maybe you can try to show weakness in front of Madam and make Madam happy. Maybe Madam will
I won’t be angry anymore.”
Not knowing the whole picture, Xiao Song could only comfort him like this.
It's better than watching your boss become more and more miserable day by day.
And at the same time, he couldn't stand the operation of keeping his wife at home.
"Well, you should go back first." Xing Sijue said nothing, but emotions were surging in his eyes.
The car body shook and Xiao Song got out of the car.
After that, Xing Sijue sat in the car for a long time.
I also got out of the car.
He took a deep breath and turned the doorknob.
But he didn't expect that what greeted him was an extremely sharp knife!
"Xing Sijue! Go to hell, why do you imprison me!"
Jiang Song clutched the small dagger in his hand, with blazing flames in his eyes, wanting to burn the man in front of him to the bone!
After saying that, he raised his hand and stabbed the man's chest hard.
Xing Sijue ducked sideways.
Jiang Song didn't give up and pushed himself up, waving his arms again and heading towards him.
The man grabbed her wrist, took the small dagger from her hand, and held her in his arms.
Such a harsh sentence was followed by a gentle apology.
"sorry."
The apology was so soft that if Jiang Song didn't listen carefully, he wouldn't have heard what he said.
But she really didn't listen carefully.
"You are so despicable! You even imprisoned me. Why do you do this? I want to get out! I want to divorce you." Jiang Song spoke through gritted teeth.
"You can hate me, even if you hate me."
It's better to hate him than to have no feelings for him or have any thoughts about him.
At least this shows that she still has a place for him in her heart.
"You bastard, you bastard, you bastard..."
She cursed one sentence after another. Today, her mood went from collapse to anger, to collapse, to powerlessness, and now she is furious.
These emotional changes made her so tired.
She leaned against him, her whole body was limp and without any strength, and her whole body was filled with that kind of desolate desolation.
"Xing Sijue, I... let me out."
These words were no longer as sharp as before, but they made Xing Sijue's heart hurt.
"Okay, you give me the medicine and I can think about it."
Jiang Song's eyes lit up, "Are you serious?"
"Um."
Jiang Song confirmed again, "Will you really let me go?"
She can't stand any twists and turns. She wants to leave here now, immediately.
Xing Sijue bent down and picked up the small dagger on the ground. It was a finger knife. If his reaction speed had been a little slower just now.
It's really possible to get it.
This woman really wanted his life.
Thinking of this, something in his heart was violently touched.
He walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at the finger knife.
Jiang Song wiped his face, stood up quickly, and went to get the medical kit.
After taking it, he walked straight towards Xing Sijue, ready to take off his clothes.
But Xing Sijue's big hand came up and stopped her.
He smiled mockingly, "Jiang Song, as long as you can leave me, you are willing to do anything, right?"