Zhuli closed her eyes suddenly and lay back.
As soon as I lay down, the door opened.
"Don't pretend to be asleep." The clean and gentle voice melted into her eardrums.
She quietly opened her eyes a crack, "Did you bring me back?"
He sat on the edge of the bed again, holding the quilt up to his chin.
The man didn't answer her words, and all his attention was focused on the mobile phone in his palm.
"Lizi, have you added the handsome guy I recommended to you?"
"If the man is not good enough, let's change him!"
"Cousin, why are you missing?"
"Zhuli! When you have a new love, forget about the old love, right?"
As if his fingertips accidentally touched the voice, Ren Xingyan's voice was exposed in the empty bedroom.
"Don't!"
Using her elbows to push herself up, she grabbed the phone in his hand.
Jing Huaizhi dodged and Zhuli was thrown away.
He had to withdraw his hand angrily, his cheeks obviously red.
For a long time, he looked away from the screen and looked at her steadily.
"Have you added it?"
How could Zhuli dare to answer such a question? She shouldn't have joked with Ren Xingyan in the first place.
It's okay now, I dug a hole for myself again.
"Give it to me! You are invading my privacy!"
Zhuli lost her temper and simply changed her face.
His arms were waving wildly in the air and he accidentally pulled the wound from yesterday.
He couldn't help but hissed.
He covered his right wrist with his left hand, his face turned pale.
Jing Huaizhi realized something was wrong with her and put the phone aside and sat down next to the bed.
The wound and the fabric of the clothes have become fused together and cannot be pulled apart.
She bit her lip tightly, and the hair on her forehead was wet with sweat.
Jing Huaizhi didn't say anything, opened the door and went out.
When he came back after a while, he had a medical kit in his hand.
Medical scissors cut through the fabric that was stuck to the skin. When the alcohol pad rubbed every wound, Zhuli felt like she was about to faint.
I endured every minute of dealing with the wound, suffering and pain intertwined back and forth.
"have a good rest."
Jing Huaizhi showed no expression when packing her things, which frightened Zhuli into thinking she had done something wrong again.
He grabbed the man's clothes and started to explain: "Boss, I didn't add that person."
"I have no cell phone signal these days, as you know."
The eyelids are tight and the eyes are downcast.
He let out a long breath, and his eyes turned extremely cold in an instant.
"I don't need you to take this risk for me again."
Suddenly, the room fell silent except for the ticking sound of the alarm clock.
"But, we finally found the clues and we can't just give up..."
Takeri explained in a very small voice.
Every time she encountered difficulties, he would help her silently behind the scenes regardless of her. Why couldn't she change her identity?
"Don't worry, I will take care of myself."
As soon as these words came out, she suddenly became speechless.
In Song Lang's private residence, she was like an ant, let alone taking care of herself.
"Boss, I discovered a secret of Song Lang."
If persuasion doesn't work, try changing the subject.
He had already heard about the secret she told him, but he had no evidence.
"I also met a little girl who asked me to save her. I thought if we could rescue those girls, we might be able to bring him down."
The man sneered after hearing this and placed his palm on her forehead.
"Can you still talk nonsense even if you don't have a fever?"
Zhuli knocked off his hand in disgust and looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze.
"I am serious."
Jing Huai lowered his head and met her pitiful eyes, unable to bear to discourage her enthusiasm.
Her sexy thin lips opened slightly and she said, "If it were so simple, would you be the hero?"
Yes, Du Jianzhou once said that he reported it but the police came and found nothing.
It was impossible for Song Lang to move those girls in such a short time, they must still be hiding in the villa.
But where to hide it?
Jing Huaizhi just watched Zhuli's expression drifting back and forth.
He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the top of her head.
"I know."
"So you can't go again."
A look of sadness appeared on her face, and she muttered: "It's not because of you."
If she hadn't met Bei Chenge, she might have stopped here, but she happened to meet him.
He raised his face, his eyes filled with mist: "Boss, can you save them?"
It is precisely because she has experienced this that she can empathize with them more.
She had a deep understanding of the days when she felt restless and unyielding.
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living room
"Sister, can you save us?"
After being nudged by her, Jing Huaizhi finally relaxed and agreed to let her meet the person she wanted to see.
As soon as Bei Chenge saw Zhuli, he grabbed her hand as if he had found a savior.
Zhuli looked at her, her expression became complicated, and she glanced sideways at Jing Huaizhi with a raised eyebrow.
"That's right, she stopped us when we were taking you out."
"She also said she knew you. Song Lang should be very busy now, so she was brought out by us."
Du Jianzhou, who was sitting on the sofa, saw Zhuli's puzzled face and took the lead in explaining.
Bei Chenge bit her lip, her empty eyes filled with desire for freedom.
"Where does he usually hide you?"
Zhuli’s question is also what everyone here wants to know.
"I have been to my uncle's house many times, and I have never even seen you in the basement."
Du Jianzhou frowned slightly with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
There is no basement, so will it go down any further.
"Minus two floors."
Bei Chenge spat out a few words lightly.
Zhuli's eyes flashed, and she really guessed it.
"There is a floor tile in the basement that leads to..."
Bei Chenge suddenly choked up and did not dare to say any more.
But hearing this, Zhuli had a lot of doubts in his heart.
For example, how did she come out? If she could come out, why didn't she run away?
Could it be that she was someone Song Lang sent to them on purpose?
There were so many doubts that she had to begin to doubt the purpose of her visit.
"Since you know the exit, why don't you run?"
Zhuli sat down against the sofa and crossed her arms.
Bei Chenge knew that she was doubting her, so he knelt down in front of her with a plop.
"Sister, I am everyone's only hope. If I run away, they will only be worse off."
Then she told how Song Lang lured them here and how he treated them after they were lured here.
After all, because they are young, the girls are simple-minded and relatively united.
Du Jianzhou began to tremble in his heart. He knew Song Lang was ruthless, but he didn't expect him to be so inhumane.
"Everyone was underage when they were arrested. I overheard him and people from outside saying that girls like this were new."
Bei Chenge wiped away the tears dripping from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand as he spoke.
"Beast!"
Zhuli couldn't help but cursed loudly and pulled up Bei Chenge who was still kneeling on the ground.
I wanted to say a few more words of comfort, but I heard her say to Du Jianzhou on the other side of the sofa.
"Brother, can you take me back?"
"I was out for too long and I was afraid they would notice."
Du Jianzhou felt like there was something stuck in his throat, which was painful and stinging.
After a while, he got up from the sofa and walked to the door.
