She thought for a moment and said calmly: "Ms. Jiang, I'm recording."
Jiang Wan's voice was stuck.
"You know how filial Bo Siyan is to his grandma. I advise you to call him immediately! Otherwise, if something happens, you know what the consequences will be. Even if he is in love again, he will not let you go!"
There was a long silence on the other side.
After a long time, the woman couldn't hide her unwillingness in her voice and said, "Wait for me, I'll call him. He's too tired today and is resting."
Qin Songyao clenched his cell phone.
The tension was so intense that her palms were full of sweat. When she heard these words, she felt a chill crawling down her back. Only by relying on a taut string could she ignore Jiang Wan's deliberate nausea.
There were weeds under her feet, and she had to adjust her position uncomfortably. She had just suffered a disaster yesterday, and now that she was tossing around like this, some places began to feel uncomfortable again.
I don’t know how long it took, but finally a man’s voice came on the phone.
"Is something wrong?"
Cold, as usual.
Qin Songyao resisted the urge to scold him, gritted his teeth and said, "Your grandma may be sick."
"How do you know?"
Qin Songyao explained the situation in the villa and said, "I'm not sure either. You can make your own judgment."
"Where are you now?"
Qin Songyao looked around and said, "It's probably the bamboo forest in the south of Shannan."
"Go back to your room, I'll go over now."
After saying that, the phone was hung up.
Qin Songyao looked at the call page and couldn't tell what it was like. She climbed up with difficulty holding on to the stone, spread her fingers, and clearly felt bugs crawling in her palms, and instinctively screamed and shook her hands.
Staggering and leaning against the bamboo, everything in my eyes was black, and even the moonlight was very weak.
Probably because the matter was explained and the nervousness dissipated, she thought of Jiang Wan's voice and thought of what they would do together so late.
She raised her hand and felt something on her face. She wiped it quickly and found that it was tears. She didn't know whether they were left when she was panicking or because she was scared by insects.
It is impossible to go back the way we came. It is easy to get out of the window but difficult to get in.
She adjusted her mood and walked down the mountain.
It felt very fast to drive up there, but I didn't even touch the road for a long time while hiking.
After about twenty minutes, she became more and more discouraged as she walked, a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back, and her spirit became a little slack.
Suddenly, her feet slipped and she fell to the ground. The soil loosened and she rolled all the way down.
When she saw the roadside, she couldn't stop the car and could only scream and rush towards the road.
At the same time as his body hit the ground, a strong light shone close and the vehicle rolled over him.
Her eyes widened and she had no time to dodge.
There was a screeching sound of brakes.
She raised her head and looked at the front of the car very close to her, her heart already in her throat.
The car door was opened, the man stepped out of the car, and an angry voice sounded above her head.
"Rush onto the road and you're going to die?!"
Qin Songyao was in a trance for a while, then raised his head. The car lights were so dazzling that he could only trace the blurry face of the man.
"Bo Siyan..."
Two people got out of the car one after another, but she didn't have the energy to look at them.
The head was too heavy and could not be supported, so it was carried forward heavily.
The next second, a hand grabbed her casually tied ponytail to prevent her from hitting the front of the car.
!
She woke up suddenly, her expression changing in pain.
Unable to bear it any longer, she decided to curse.
Before she could open her mouth, the man suddenly leaned over, picked her up from the road, and hugged her sideways.
In an instant, his breath was filled with the faint cold fragrance of his body, mixed with the smell of tobacco.
She felt a little sore in her throat, and while grabbing the shirt on his shoulders, she rubbed the dirt on it with one hand.
The man put her into the car and told the driver, "Go up the mountain!"