Someone had already walked out of the door, tall and cold on his face.
Zhuo Jian looked at the person who was approaching his car. His arms outside the T-shirt were solid and dark, and he looked like he was a type of training for many years.
The phone was still ringing, and she listened, and suddenly there was only one thing in her mind.
Yes, there is one more thing she never told him.
She connects with hands-free.
"Zhuo Jian."
"Fu Yanye, is there a better headache?"
The carriage was silent, only her gentle voice sootheed the coldness inside.
"be right back."
Fu Yanye's irresistible request.
But……
Zhuo Jian thought she couldn't go back.
Zhuo Jian looked at the person who had already walked to her car door. The car door was locked and she was temporarily safe enough for her to tell him about that.
When they were young, she followed him all day long. He was used to pretending to be deaf and dumb until he suddenly turned around and hit his heart that day.
That day, Xiao Xiao's face was hot and red when she was hit, and her big stupid eyes looked at him.
He was probably angry at that time.
She still remembered that afternoon the sun was just right and she didn't feel his anger at all.
He was wearing a white T-shirt and a black bag at that time, and asked her impatiently: "What are you going to do?"
She got off school early, so she asked the driver to take her to his school to wait for him, and then asked the driver to leave quickly.
What else can she do?
She just wanted to see him, and wanted to get off school with him and go home together like those girls from the same school.
Thinking about what I have been having since I was a child, I have nothing to do. Every time I want, my parents will send it to her without waiting for her to say it, so she really doesn't know how to express it, but she was so cold that she was as cold as an iceberg at that time.
Fu Yanye, she even said that secret love and didn't know how to say it.
Or that day, the girl should be braver and tell him directly that she likes him.
As long as she dares to be one day earlier, there will be more hope than one day later.
"Fu Yanye, I haven't said to you well yet that I love you?"
Zhuo Jian said slowly, very firm.
She heard the car door ringing, and the man knocked on the door with a calm face outside.
"Zhuo Jian, come back first."
"Fu Yanye, from spring to winter, from youth to ignorance,..."
I only love you.
Crash.
A sudden breaking sound.
She looked at the car window in a blink of an eye and saw the man sitting in her co-pilot and whispering to her coldly: "Drive."
"Save Mom."
Zhuo Jian left only three words in the end and started the car and entered Zhuo's house.
Someone suddenly showed his head around him, and he felt very bad.
After the car entered Zhuo's house, the phone no longer had a signal.
Zhuo Jian looked at the man and asked, "Are you Feng Yuan?"
The man looked at her coldly and said, "get out of the car."
Zhuo Jian pushed the door and got out of the car. He turned around and saw a dozen people hiding by the wall at the door with a size similar to Feng Yuan.
Zhuo Jian suddenly admired Lin Ruxiang very much.
Yes, Lin Ruxiang has never been an ordinary person.
She looked upstairs, and the woman was still pressing there.
Feng Yuan walked to her and pressed the dagger against her waist: "Get in."
Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes. It was not the first time that she was pressed by a dagger and could deal with it calmly. He looked at him in a blink of an eye: "Take the knife away."
Feng Yuan ignored her.
Zhuo Jian even reminded him coldly: "Isn't it troublesome? Can I, an unarmed woman, escape from your Mr. Feng's palm?"
Feng Yuan looked at Zhuo Jian and took back the dagger in a few seconds.
Zhuo Jian walked inside in his small leather shoes.
To be honest, if she could go out alive, she would immediately demolish the place and not build a small park or a welfare home, and would razed it to the ground.
Let people forget.
What Zhuo House?
The people of the Zhuo family had long died and scattered.
"Baby, it's over school."
As soon as I entered the house, my memories of my mother came to me.
The dignified woman welcomed a little girl who was carrying a pink schoolbag to go home.
"Mother!"
The little girl ran in and rushed into the woman's arms, smiling so satisfied.
Is that little girl she?
I am less than thirty years old, but I feel like I am old.
I don't think it's like a plot that happened in her life.
"Go in."
Feng Yuan continued.
Zhuo Jian continued to walk in until he reached the living room.
On several old chairs inside, there were a few murderous men sitting.
Zhuo Jian walked over, Feng Yuan pulled a chair and pressed her inside.
"Where is Lin Ruxiang?"
Zhuo Jian told him to be calm and asked him calmly.
"Miss Lin can't see you yet."
Feng Yuan said.
"Zhuo Jian."
Suddenly, a familiar voice.
Zhuo Jian looked inside in a blink of an eye. The man was covered in a black cloth bag, but she could still see from her figure.
"Sheng Xin."
Zhuo Jian suddenly stood up excitedly.
"sit down."
Feng Yuan pressed her shoulders heavily again.
Zhuo Jian's shoulders hurt, but she looked at Sheng Xin again, and there was no need to care about the pain. She only looked at Feng Yuan angrily: "I am the person Lin Ruxiang is looking for, so why should I catch an irrelevant person?"
"He almost killed Miss Lin."
Feng Yuan gave the answer.
Zhuo Jian: "…"
"Zhuo Jian, are you injured?"
The person wearing a black cloth bag and tied to the corner asked her.
"I wasn't hurt, how did they get you?"
Zhuo Jian asked nervously.
"Someone sent me a letter saying you want to see me here."
He said, trying to distinguish her position.
Zhuo Jian suddenly felt powerless and couldn't believe it. It took him a long time to endure the boredom and ask him: "Don't you call me?"
"The letter said that you are afraid that Fu Yanye will know, so don't contact me by phone."
“…”
Zhuo Jian's face suddenly turned pale.
Yes, they were trapped.
What tricks are Lin Ruxiang playing?
She looked at Feng Yuan in a blink of an eye: "I'm going to see Lin Ruxiang."
"Ms. Lin said that you will let your old friends talk about the past first."
After Feng Yuan finished speaking, he walked out.
The few people who had just sat in the chair also walked out.
"By the way, you two have been surrounded, don't try to escape."
Feng Yuan suddenly came back and placed an alarm clock on the table.
Zhuo Jian looked at the alarm clock, and it was half an hour later.
Feng Yuan didn't say anything else and turned around and left.
They were blocking outside the restaurant.
Zhuo Jian looked at the alarm clock, and some plots in Hong Kong films unconsciously emerged in his mind.
"Zhuo Jian? Are you still here?"
Sheng Xin asked again.
Zhuo Jian came back to his senses and immediately walked over to take off the black cloth bag on his head.
Sheng Xin was relieved when she saw that her face was not hurt and smirked, but there was a wound on her face. When he smiled, he hissed in pain.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but murmur: "I'm so stupid."
Sheng Xin still smiled foolishly and asked her: "Why are you here too?"
"They tied up my mother-in-law."
Zhuo Jian said.
Sheng Xin: "..."
"But now we are all our people."
Zhuo Jian said again.
Sheng Xin looked at her excitedly, "So we won't die?"
"It's hard to say."
Zhuo Jian said, then looked at the alarm clock on the table.