at him again, his voice unclear with emotion, "Want to hit me""You gave me the medicine!"She is not a question, she is a statement.The man's face had turned grim at some point. "Why don't you suspect...Fu Yan didn't have dinner. After tidying up her luggage, she ordered takeout.

The delivery arrived soon.

This night snack stall has been visited many times, the boss is a native of Guangzhou, the food tastes authentic. Before Ji Lin became an athlete, she often went to the store with her.

Everything is good, except the delivery time is slow. Ji Lin has complained about it several times.

Today, I actually arrived half an hour earlier than usual.

Fu Yan's heart was filled with surprise. She put on her slippers and walked towards the door, but just as her hand touched the doorknob, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind like an electric shock, causing her to quickly retract her hand.

She instinctively held her breath.

To say I'm not nervous is a lie, Shen Wei could very well try to kill me. It's a random possibility, it could happen anytime, anywhere.

She made mental preparations, but not complete ones.

Thinking about the bodyguards around her, she felt a little more at ease. She quietly pulled open a crack in the door and saw that it was the owner of the store outside. She let out a breath of relief.

But she was accustomed to being cautious, opening the door only enough for a takeout box to be slid in.

The boss might be in a rush today, sweating on his head, “Xiao Mei, your takeout.”

He knew that Fu Yan was from Guangzhou and was used to talking Cantonese with him. However, tonight he suddenly switched to Mandarin, which Fu Yan found unusual.

At the same time, on another side of the door that Fu Yan could not see, a black gun pointed at the boss's head from afar.

He couldn't even react before the boss suddenly raised his hands above his head, causing him to collapse to the ground in fear, "Don't kill me..."

A brute force grabbed Fu Yan's arm just as the door was about to close.

Fu Yan only saw a black shadow flash before her face, followed by a wave of fragrance that overwhelmed her. Her body suddenly softened, and she lost consciousness.

......

"Whoosh!"

A basin of cold water was splashed onto Fu Yan, she blinked her wet eyelashes and after five minutes, slowly woke up.

Memories before the dissociation flooded her mind, her heart skipped a beat. The light in front of her dimmed to a hazy crimson, an atmosphere thick with ambiguity and desire made her tremble. She tried to get up from the ground in a hurry, but found herself powerless.

She only then realized she was in a room.

The three walls were lined with cushions, and in the center lay a large waterbed. Various props hung on the walls; at the sight of the whip and shackles, she realized what they were for, and Fu Yan's spine tingled with unease.

At this moment, a rustling sound came from her ears, “Miss Fu, are you alright We have tracked your location and will come to rescue you immediately.”

It is Zhong Qing's voice.

Fu Yan's heart felt much calmer now. Previously, Zhong Qing had given her a miniature earphone and also a location device when he gave it to her. The device was hidden very well, stuck to her scalp. Her hair was thick, so it wouldn't be easily discovered.

She carefully observed the room. There was no hidden space, it seemed to end at a glance.

Besides her, there is no one else.

She whispered, "Zhongqing, listen to me. Now is not the time. You wait nearby, and I'll call you when I need you."

"That's clearly not agreeing, "We promised General Ji to protect your safety,"

Fu Yan knew that Zhong Qing and they now knew her exact location, but they didn't know what kind of environment she was in.

She lied, "I'm safe now, nothing will happen, you just have to wait for my signal."

At that moment, the door swung open from outside.

Outside, it was pitch black, and gusts of cold wind blew in, making Fu Yan's skin crawl. As the sound of footsteps grew closer, her heart pounded in her throat.cealed a suit of the same color, his tie knotted high, the bow tie pinned at the bottom end of his stern Adam's apple. His neatly combed hair hid eyes like ink, looking elegant and aloof.He tugged at...