Xia Lan tried her best to break the rope tied around her wrist, but it became tighter and tighter.
Trapped in the small space of the trunk, I was sweating profusely when I moved, biting the cloth in my mouth, and simply gave up struggling, so as to waste less oxygen.
As if driving into a relatively rugged mountainous area, the car started to bump, making her feel dizzy.
After a few minutes, the car stopped.
The trunk was opened, and Uncle Qi pulled her out expressionlessly and pushed her into a large abandoned container. Then, he went out and helped Fei Yicheng in.
Fei Yicheng sat on the only chair inside, looking at the person lying at his feet, "I prepared this specially for you, but are you satisfied with it? Because of you, Si Jue betrayed me, and my plan was forced to shelve.
"
Xia Lan lazily raised her eyes, her cold eyes filled with ridicule.
"Ah Qi, take out what's in her mouth. I'd like to hear what she has to say now."
Uncle Qi stepped forward and took out what was in her mouth as instructed.
Xia Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief and raised her gaze, "Let's stop talking nonsense. Just tell me what your purpose is in arresting me."
Seeing that even though she was a prisoner, she was still arrogant and arrogant. Her contempt was completely regarded as a provocation by Fei Yicheng.
Fei Yicheng sneered suddenly, "Killing you is just a snap of my fingers, but you don't have to worry, I won't do that yet."
Turning his eyes, he waved his hand and said, "Give it to her."
Uncle Qi took out a pen and paper and threw it in front of Xia Lan.
"As long as you do as I say, I won't make it difficult for you."
Xia Lan raised her eyebrows and wanted to know what he wanted to do, "Oh? Tell me, what should I do?"
"Write it again like this."
Uncle Qi took out another letter and spread it out on the ground. Xia Lan narrowed her eyes and read the contents carefully, her brows gradually furrowed, and finally she burst out laughing.
"You want me to admit that I am Fei Sijue's mistress, and that I was completely instigated by him to seduce Nangong Lie... Oh my god, are you Fei Sijue's biological grandfather? How could someone frame his grandson like this?"
It was obvious that he wanted to provoke a war between the two of them and take the opportunity to take over the company's seal again. However, wasn't he afraid that he would also be implicated? Even if she was obedient, judging from the current situation, the old guy would not be merciful.
It was hers. Maybe, this confession letter would be her suicide note.
Thinking of this, Xia Lan broke into a cold sweat.
Fei Sijue was right, his grandfather was far scarier than she imagined.
Fei Yicheng was too lazy to talk anymore, "Let her write."
Uncle Qi walked over and loosened the rope from her wrist and handed her the pen.
Xia Lan rubbed her wrist, glanced at her, and smiled mockingly, "Sorry, I'm not used to taking orders from others."
Fei Yicheng seemed to have expected her reaction, and he was not annoyed. Instead, he said casually, "Ah Qi, I'll leave it to you."
Uncle Qi slowly lowered his head, turned around, and looked at her stiffly.
Fei Yicheng sneered, "I picked Ah Qi up from the pile of dead people. He is a cold-blooded animal without emotion. He likes to watch people bleed most. Without my order, he will beat people to death."
Xia Lan couldn't help but step back. Different from the last flogging, this time she smelled the smell of death.
…
After the passion, An Yinuo abnormally did not take a shower immediately, but leaned gently into Anan's arms, "Anan, tell me, what happened to Xia Lan?"
Anan's brows trembled slightly, and she slowly lowered her eyes, "She has not come back since she left the office in the afternoon."
An Yinuo lifted her red lips lightly and drew circles on his chest with her fingers, "Haha, how pitiful."
Thinking of Xia Lan, Anan's eyes became darker and darker. Even An Yinuo's provocative rubbing against him could not dispel the uneasiness in his heart.
During the days when he was frustrated and exiled, the only person who gave him warmth was Xia Lan.
When he was lying alone in the hospital, the person who stayed with him was also her...
More and more touching images began to appear in his mind. He gritted his teeth and began to breathe heavily.
An Yinuo, who was still trying to ignite desire in him, mistook his behavior as being emotional. His proud smile was mixed with contempt.
Twisting her enchanting body, she breathed ambiguously into his ear, "Anan, what are you waiting for?"
Anan was shocked suddenly, pushed her away unexpectedly, stood up immediately, and put on clothes as quickly as possible. An Yinuo came back to his senses and stared at him, "Anan, what's wrong with you?"
Anan was dressed neatly, looking back with a burning gaze and a rare persistence. Such Anan made An Yinuo stunned.
"I have to go find her. I owe her this." He stopped looking at her and turned around and rushed out without hesitation.
An Yinuo sat naked on the bed, why did she feel like she was really going to lose Anan? Suddenly she felt a little cold, she shrank up, her eyes kept changing.
First Fei Sijue, and now Anan, Xia Lan unknowingly stole the people around her. Will she be the heir to the St. An Group next?
An unprecedented fear struck her.
Anan rushed out of the Queen's Hotel and stood on the noisy street, suddenly losing his direction.
Since Xia Lan was not captured by the lady, who would she be? And where would she be?
He forced himself to calm down. An afternoon had passed. It was impossible for him to find someone in a short time by himself! There was only one person with this ability. His eyes tightened, and he couldn't care about so many people at this time.
, decisively took out the phone.
"Hello?" came a calm magnetic voice from the other side.
"I am Anan,"
The person opposite paused slightly, then said indifferently, "Is something wrong?"
"Xia Lan is missing..."
Song Wengang was about to raise his hand and knock on the door, but the person inside suddenly pushed him away. He quickly jumped away, "Boss? Where are you going?"
Fei Sijue looked ugly, grabbed his collar, and rushed to the elevator. It wasn't until the two of them entered the elevator that he said in a deep voice, "Immediately invade the spy satellite system to locate the person!"
With a few words of command, Song Wen realized the seriousness of the matter. After changing his confused and playful look, Song Wen immediately took out the microcomputer he carried with him and concentrated on the operation.
"Boss, let's go in!"
"I want Xia Lan's current position."
"Um!"
Not much time, "Found it!"
Fei Sijue's brows were stern, and he was filled with chills, "Where is it?"
In the dilapidated container, Fei Yicheng sat on a chair, squinting his eyes and looking coldly at Xia Lan who was hoisted up, "Let me ask you one last time, should you write or not?"