"Not long after you finished talking to him last time, he was kidnapped——"
"I didn't—" she hurriedly retorted.
"In this house, there is a radio wave tracker. Anyone who uses a mobile phone to talk can track the other party." Yesilo said lightly, not a rhetorical question, but in an affirmative tone, "You and him passed through
If so, use another phone.”
Cheng Liuli was speechless, feeling like a pitiful and transparent person, unable to hide in front of this man.
"Did he give you the mobile phone?" He looked calm.
He was cutting the fish fillets on the plate with elegant movements, as if he just asked about the weather today.
Cheng Liuli froze slightly. At this point, there was no need to deny it anymore, "Didn't you already find out clearly? What else do you need to ask?"
"What are you talking about?" he asked again.
Cheng Liuli lowered his head, holding the knife and fork tightly, "It's nothing."
"Raise your head and look at me." Yesluo straightened his back and looked at her across the dining table.
He raised his silver fork, put a small piece of beef into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and after swallowing it, he spoke again, "That little boy was hysterical and said he must defeat me with his own hands. Did he tell you how?"
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"What he said or what he did has nothing to do with me." Cheng Liuli tried his best to act lightly, but the fingertips holding the knife and fork in his hand were trembling slightly because of nervousness.
How could this Qin Zichen be so restless!
Yes, she hasn't gone to school for a long time. Like a drop of evaporated water, she disappeared from everyone's sight.
Qin Zichen, maybe because he was afraid that she had been killed, or maybe because he was afraid that she would be tortured by him in a dark dungeon somewhere, so he ran to the door to find someone regardless.
But does he know that this will alert the enemy, and may even cause all her efforts to be in vain?
"Really?" Yesluo raised his eyebrows, "But he said he wanted to save you. You know, he acted as if he was a prince with a sword in his hand, going to save the princess imprisoned by the devil...
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"That's because he is so sentimental," Cheng Liuli took a deep breath and finally calmed down, "I am your woman, and I am carrying your child in my belly. That Qin Zichen, who is he?"
Yesilo looked at her with deep eyes, "That's good."
He picked up the crystal glass and took a sip of red wine. The smile on his lips was both meaningful and dangerously charming.
He said nothing more, just picked up the tableware again and slowly enjoyed his food.
Cheng Liuli lost her appetite even more.
In fact, her stomach felt as heavy as a boulder, making her feel so uncomfortable that she almost vomited.
That meal seemed to be endless.
After finally waiting for Yesi Luo to finish eating, she also put down the tableware in her hands and said, "I'm done eating."
Yesluo looked at the food in front of her and said, "You don't eat much."
"I've always had a small appetite."
That was indeed the truth. Yesi Luo once forced her to eat, but the result was that she vomited after eating.
From then on, he no longer expressed any opinions on her appetite, even though in his opinion, her eating was like a bird pecking at food, which was too small for him to accept.