After a period of chaos, Song Qiao finally stood up gropingly. She wanted to reach out to help Gu Jingting, but he stood up earlier.
Gu Jingting used the dim light outside the window to press Song Qiao against the wall. He gritted his teeth and said, "Song Qiao, have you been dissatisfied with me for a long time?"
"No, no." Song Qiao was embarrassed.
The distance between the two of them was so close that she could even feel the belt around Gu Jingting's waist pressed against her abdomen, the uniquely male fiery breath, like a beast crawling in the dark, ready to move.
Song Qiao was flustered and tried to break free, but failed.
Instead, Gu Jingting took advantage of the situation and moved closer to her. He held Song Qiao tightly in his arms and said in a low voice, "You almost caused an accident to me just now, shouldn't you make it up to me now?"
Song Qiao tried his best to maintain his composure, "That was all an accident. As a man, why are you so fussy about it?"
"It's about happiness, but why should I care about it?" Gu Jingting laughed angrily.
He grinded his teeth hard, held Song Qiao's waist with his big hands, and pushed it into his arms, "In this case, I will show you the calculation."
Gu Jingting lowered his head, preparing to attack her. Song Qiao screamed in fright and hurriedly reached out to push him.
I don't know whether it was the potential that exploded out of fear, or whether Gu Jingting originally planned to let her go, but Song Qiao actually pushed her away and successfully escaped.
She ran towards the room in a panic. Fortunately, her eyes adapted to the darkness, which was enough for her to see the path under her feet.
"Bang--"
Song Qiao closed the door with her backhand, leaning on it and breathing heavily. She shook her head wildly, trying hard to dispel the scene just now, but her thoughts seemed to be against her, and she remembered it more clearly.
One stroke after another, it was as if a knife had been carved into the nerves.
Song Qiao wailed silently, threw herself on the bed and kicked her legs.
Damn it Gu Dajing, sooner or later I want him to look good.
Outside the door, Gu Jingting stood there, looking down at his empty hands, his eyes dark and hard to distinguish. After a while, he chuckled and stopped standing in front of Song Qiao.
late at night.
Song Qiao lay on the bed and tossed and turned for a long time, and finally fell asleep. However, his thoughts were still floating in the air when he was suddenly interrupted by a sharp ringtone.
Her heart suddenly started beating wildly, and an unspeakable palpitation quickly gripped her whole body.
Song Qiao turned over and sat up, answering the phone.
"Oops, Qiqi is missing..."
The moment the call was connected, Mrs. An's anxious voice was like an ice blade splitting Song Qiao in half instantly. She woke up completely, but her whole body felt like she had fallen into an ice cave.
Song Qiao stood up and walked out, "What's going on? Isn't she recuperating in the hospital?"
"I don't know either." Aunt An was so anxious that she was about to cry, "I obviously watched her sleeping, but when I just got up to check, there was no one on the bed."
Song Qiao's head was buzzing, but at this time, she had to stay awake more and more.
"Where's Xiaotang, how is he?"
"He was still here, and I didn't dare to wake him up. I made the call while hiding in the toilet."
When Song Qiao heard this, Gao Xuan's heart felt a little relieved, but immediately he was even more worried. Since the other party didn't take him away from the chapel, it meant that they were going specifically for Qiqi.
In this case, Qiqi's safety cannot be guaranteed.
Thinking of this, she was so anxious that she felt as if she was being roasted on the fire. She had no intention of saying anything more to Mrs. An, "You take care of the small hall in the hospital. I'll look for Qiqi here."
"Okay, okay." Aunt An agreed.
Song Qiao rushed to the door, casually pulled on a pair of shoes, opened the door and rushed out. Before he could go out, a hand suddenly came over from beside him.
He stopped Song Qiao and asked in a deep voice, "Where are you going in the middle of the night?"
For some reason, Song Qiao's eyes suddenly heated up when she heard this. She turned her head and said in a trembling voice, "Qiqi was taken away. I don't know who did it."
"They didn't even take away the chapel."
Hearing this, Gu Jingting suddenly understood. Without saying a word, he took Song Qiao out and said, "I'll accompany you to find someone and put on your clothes."
Listening to this, Song Qiao seemed to have a backbone.
She calmed down, put on the coat she had grabbed randomly in her hands, and followed Gu Jingting out, "I haven't spent any time with anyone recently, except for Rong Luoyin."
When people are panicked, their brains cannot think at all.
Now that he had calmed down, Song Qiao's mushy head began to spin. Behind Rong Luoyin, not only Lu Yi but also the Rong family stood.
Therefore, it is very likely that she went home for help after not being able to ask for help from Lu Yi.
Only in this way can they take Qiqi away without anyone noticing.
Gu Jingting listened expressionlessly. When he walked to the car, he suddenly opened the door, put his hands around Song Qiao's waist, stuffed her into the seat, and squatted down in front of her.
Song Qiao didn't know why, but he didn't want to guess. He just urged, "What are you doing? Let's go find someone quickly."
Gu Jingting looked at her, grabbed Song Qiao's ankle, took off the shoes she stepped on casually, straightened them out, then put them back on for her and tied the shoelaces.
"With how embarrassed you are, if you find someone later, you probably won't be able to run away." Gu Jingting said softly.
Song Qiao lowered his head, and the moonlight slanted down on the side of his face, making his side face look much gentler. His face, which usually looked inconspicuous, was unexpectedly more attractive at this moment.
But her eyes fell on Gu Jingting's slender and powerful fingers. She watched his hands flying in the shoelaces. Her mind was so messed up that she couldn't think of anything. Her only thought was to find Qiqi.
"I know, hurry up!" Song Qiao sniffed, choking.
Qiqi and Xiaotang are both her lives, nothing can happen to them.
Gu Jingting looked at her, silently walked to the driver's seat, started the car, and sped out.
The speed soared to the extreme in an instant, making Song Qiao cling to the handle tightly in fear. The scenery outside the window retreated crazily, and finally retreated directly into mottled color blocks.
She wanted to stop, but Qiqi's urgent thoughts forced her to hold back.
The car flew almost close to the ground. In just over twenty minutes, it drove directly to the Rong family villa and stopped suddenly. Gu Jingting said, "If you want to know Qiqi's whereabouts, it would be faster to ask the person involved directly."
Song Qiao also meant the same thing.
She pushed the door open and walked out. Due to excessive nervousness, her hands and feet were all sore at the moment. The moment her feet touched the ground, she even had an unreal feeling as if she were stepping on clouds.
Song Qiao leaned against the car door to recover, looking through the night at the three-story villa in front of her.
He hasn't been back for several years, and he seems to have never changed. He is all white, and the walls are covered with roses that Rong Luoyin likes. There is a swing set up in the lawn on both sides, gently swaying in the night breeze.
It looks very cozy.
Song Qiao lowered her head and smiled, the coldness in her eyes gradually becoming apparent. She straightened her back and walked towards the door of the villa.
