Lan walked into the room tiredly. He had not closed his eyes for two days in a row. He searched all the places where Leng Yiran could hide, but still couldn't find Miss Zhixing, which made him very upset and frustrated.
As soon as he lay on the bed, wanting to take a rest, his cell phone rang.
His nerves were tense, and he sat up reflexively and answered the phone, "Hello?"
"Tell me, what happened to her?"
On the other end of the phone, Yan Shengjie's cold voice seemed to come from hell, carrying a destructive impulse.
"Master Jie..." Cold sweat dripped down Lan's forehead and down his cheeks.
"Say." It was just one word, the volume was not high, but it was full of shock.
Knowing that Master Jie had noticed it and could no longer hide it, Lan closed her eyes, gritted her teeth and said, "Miss Zhixing disappeared three days ago."
"Three days!" Yan Shengjie suddenly laughed, his laughter was hollow and faintly violent, "You kept it secret from me for three days?"
"Master Jie! I know I have made an unforgivable mistake! However, please let me rescue Miss Zhixing. As long as she is okay, I will give my life to Master Jie!"
"Humph," Yan Shengjie sneered, which made Lan feel cold from the bottom of his heart even through the phone.
He knew that he had touched Master Jie's limit.
Yan Shengjie suddenly said, "Keep your life alive!"
"Master Jie..."
He said harshly, "I will save her myself!"
After hanging up the phone, Lan blamed herself and pulled her hair with both hands.
At this time, the cell phone rang again. He shook his head and picked it up weakly, "Hey...what?! Did you find Yan Min's admission record? Tell me where it is!"
After hanging up the phone, Lan was so excited that she quickly called Yan Shengjie, "Master Jie, there is news! Miss Zhixing is probably on an island thirty nautical miles away from Oman..."
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In the dead of night, Zhi Xing sat on the bed, caressing the ring on his ring finger, as if he was caressing the one he loved deeply.
Tears fell silently.
She was no stranger to this feeling of heartache that made her want to die immediately, but she was still not strong enough to face it.
The picture in her mind only stayed at the moment before he fell. She didn't want to face the pain that she couldn't bear. When she had to fall into the quagmire of pain, she would just stay like this and deceive herself.
Standing up, she took out a candle from the bedside drawer and lit it.
The dancing candlelight reflected her cheeks red, and the wax oil mixed with her tears dripped onto her hands, which were hot, but she felt no pain.
Standing in the center of the room, she looked around, and a beautiful smile on her lips captured her soul.
He raised his hand and threw the candle directly onto the bed...
The castle was in chaos.
When Leng Yiran came back, he looked up and saw the fire burning on the second floor. His heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat, and he rushed up before he could ask questions carefully.
"Boss, there's too much fire there, you can't go there!" The bodyguards were guarding the stairs, trying to stop him. Leng Yiran suddenly roared, "Get out of my way!"
Like a crazed lion, Leng Yi pushed everyone away and rushed into the smoke-filled corridor. Because the castle is old and most of the furniture is made of fine wood, once it catches fire, the fire will be out of control.
A row of rooms on the second floor were engulfed in flames.
Rushing to Zhi Xing's door, he twisted the door handle hard, "Damn it, open the door, Zhi Xing, open the door!!"
"Boss, it's locked inside!" the bodyguards shouted while putting out the fire.
Leng Yiran's eyes narrowed, he took two steps back, suddenly rushed forward and slammed into it with his body. He repeated this until half of his body was paralyzed by the collision, and then the door was knocked open. Suddenly, there was another burst of force.
Black smoke hit her face. She quickly raised her hand to cover her nose and mouth, and rushed in regardless of the fire, "Weaver Star! Weaver Star! Where are you?!"
"Boss, there she is!" Someone pointed with his hand, and in the open space in the center of the room, Zhixing was lying there, motionless.
"Star Weaver!!"
Leng Yiran rushed forward in a few steps, picked her up by the waist and ran out.
He hurriedly carried Zhixing downstairs, came to the living room, put her on the sofa, and immediately gave her artificial respiration.
After doing this for more than ten times in a row, Zhixing finally coughed out and his chest began to rise and fall violently.
"Great, great, you're okay..." Leng Yiran quickly picked her up and held her tightly in his arms, his body trembling slightly because of fear.
He was just about to lose her. Whether it was hate or love, there would no longer be this woman named Tao Zhixing in this world that would haunt him...
Zhi Xing slowly opened his eyes. There was no trace of fear on his blackened cheeks, and he was extremely calm.
She spoke in a hoarse voice, "Are you afraid that I will die like this?"
Leng Yiran was shocked and immediately pushed her away, staring at her in disbelief, "Just to make me suffer, are you even willing to burn yourself to death?!" He grabbed her shoulders and wanted to
He shook her violently as he woke her up, "Tao Zhixing, haven't you always been selfish? Don't you never care about the life and death of others, you only care about yourself? Why don't you continue to be selfish?!"
Zhi Xing's head hurt from being shaken by him, and he frowned, but his pale lips outlined a beautiful and ethereal arc, "You forget, I also have revenge. If you make him disappear, I will
Make you miserable...it doesn't matter what method you use. As long as it tortures you and makes you hurt..."
Leng Yiran's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and nodded, "Then don't risk your own life! Only by living well can you torture me happily!"
Zhixing's eyes slowly turned around and were aimed at him, his eyes were enchanting, and he seemed to be angry and smiling, "My death is actually the biggest punishment for you."
At that moment, Leng Yiran felt cold all over. Looking into her loveless eyes, he felt panic.
Originally, he had set up a perfect trap and turned it into a prison to trap her. Unexpectedly, it was himself who was trapped. She choked his lifeline with precision and cruelly cut it off bit by bit with a knife.
"Do you want to die?" His voice was trembling, but in just two days, his heart had been bound by her. It was so tight that it hurt.
Keeping an eye on her and not missing any subtle change on her face, he said coldly, "Where's Xiao Che? Don't you care about him anymore? If you want to die, I will definitely let him go down to accompany you!"
Zhixing's face was calm, "No one can hurt him." She was as calm as if she was stating a fact.