There was worry and annoyance on her face. Yang Shaojie was not a good person. Qiqi would definitely suffer if she stayed with him. She had to think of a way to make Qiqi leave him.
Boom, boom, boom.
Tong Caiwei was stunned and looked downstairs. The red convertible was no longer there.
She walked to the door curiously.
Who could be looking for her?
Opening the door, she saw two strange men standing outside. After confirming that she had never seen these two men, she asked doubtfully, "Excuse me, who are you?"
One of the men looked her up and down carefully and said expressionlessly, "Are you Tong Caiwei?"
"Yes, do you two gentlemen have anything to do with me?"
The other person smiled and said, "It's nothing. It's just that someone wants to see Miss Tong. We are here to pick you up."
There was a hint of defensiveness in Tong Caiwei's eyes, and she took a step back, quietly holding the door handle with one hand, steadying her mind and saying, "Who wants to see me?"
"You will know when Miss Tong arrives. Come with us quickly and don't waste any more time. Our young master is waiting for you."
The other party refused to tell the name of the person who met her, so how could she foolishly follow him.
"Sorry, I'm afraid I can't go with you."
With that said, she was about to close the door.
However, the two strange men moved faster than she did. They squeezed into the room and grabbed her.
"What are you going to do? Help...help...uh..."
A wet handkerchief with a strange aroma covered her mouth and nose. She struggled feebly twice, tilted her head, and suddenly lost consciousness.
When she woke up again, she opened her eyes and found that she was locked in a strange place.
There was a light floral fragrance filling the room.
There are several lilies in the painted vase on the bedside table.
The heavy curtains were drawn, blocking everything outside the window, making it difficult to tell whether it was day or night.
Just as he was about to get out of bed and walk to the window to take a look, he heard footsteps outside the door.
Tong Caiwei was stunned for a few seconds, quickly closed her eyes, and lay back on the bed.
With a click, the door opened.
The sound of high-heeled shoes clicked, accompanied by the woman's gentle and pleasant voice, "Young Master, don't worry. With this woman in his hands, Ye Fan doesn't dare to do anything to us."
Tong Caiwei was surprised. Isn't the woman speaking Du Yan'er?
"you sure?"
The man's voice was cold, but with a hint of imperceptible gentleness, and it sounded indescribably seductive.
Mu Fujiwara glanced at the motionless person on the bed and raised his eyebrows, "A man like Ye Fan is ruthless and heartless, and it is impossible for him to be attracted to any woman. How can a yellow-haired girl with only a few ounces of flesh in her body be able to do that?"
Let him take notice? Yan'er, if you want to use this little girl to negotiate with him, it won't work."
Du Yan'er shook her head in disapproval, raised her lips and said with a smile, "Young Master, no matter how powerful Ye Fan is, he is still a man. Isn't there a saying that a hero has a hard time with a beauty? I won't guess wrong.
, have you ever seen a woman dare to be unruly and casual in front of Ye Fan?"
Makotohara thought for a moment and shook his head.
Before the Yi family and the Ye family completely broke up, no matter whether they were the servants of Lucifer Manor or the servants of the Yi Castle, no one was afraid of Ye Fan when they saw him. They were so scared that even just hearing his name would make them scared.