But reasoning is reserved for people who are reasonable. Can those people believe it?
Just thinking of the two mercenaries who got off the car made her feel guilty, and she could only comfort herself: Who cares, the worst is to die if you don't admit it.
She entered the elevator and subconsciously pressed the button on her floor, but the next second she suddenly thought that the Ford pickup truck had brought her back.
They know where she lives.
In other words, it is easy to find her room number.
Thinking of this, Jiang Ningyu shuddered, immediately canceled the button press, and swiped her card to go to the top floor.
Go find Lin Xuyue!
There was only this one firm thought left in her heart. She stared at the beating floor numbers, her heart pounding, nervous and uneasy.
Find him first... spend one night at his place, and then... then go back to China early tomorrow morning!
Compared with a sweet two-person trip, life is more important.
Save your life to fall in love!
She felt like she was going to suffer if she stayed in this place for one more day.
A sense of crisis eroded her senses, and she couldn't help but think of some logical and thoughtful reasons for how to behave naturally in front of him.
This is not deception. It is a white lie.
She secretly decided.
Ding dong!
The elevator door opened, and Jiang Ningyu quickly stepped out and walked towards the corridor on the other side.
"Can I sleep with you... Oh no, can I just spend the night on the sofa..." She muttered something in her mouth, thinking so much about her words that when she walked to the corner of the corridor, she saw a woman with a graceful back.
After swiping the card to enter the room, I didn't react for a moment. I took two more steps there and then stopped.
That's... Xie Mei?
She was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked at the room number to make sure she was in the right place. She looked at her phone again and found that she had indeed never told him that she was going to look for him.
——He is quite awesome. The famous Hawke from GS is actually his teacher. How come he went to Wharton to study for a master’s degree after graduating from Columbia University?
——He himself does have extraordinary conversational skills, but he feels a little unclear and cannot tell the truth or lies in his words.
——I think you may not know Teacher Lin very well. You are by no means from the same world.
…
Unable to suppress some words that she thought she didn't take to heart, but left a slight mark on her mind, flashed through her mind. She forced herself to calm down. Xie Mei was his intern, and maybe there were other people inside. Just like that day
Same at night.
The most correct thing to do is to knock on the door and find out the facts to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.
However, my feet were like nails, nailed to the same place, and I just couldn't take that step.
More than she imagined, she could not accept other women entering and leaving his private territory, even if there were others in the room.
But for two years...for two whole years, no one knew how many women had entered his room.
Maybe she had known him before, but she no longer knew him.
The hot blood in my body gradually cooled down. I knew clearly what I cared about and what I didn't care about, so no matter what happened inside, there seemed to be no need to explore it.
Jiang Ningyu stood in the corridor for a long time before turning around and leaving.
At that moment, I couldn't call it sad, but I didn't know what it felt like. It was as if the layer of fantasy wrapped in honey had been peeled away, and what was revealed was the naked reality. The reality that had been expected for a long time.
A cool heart is the best tranquilizer. This is absolutely true.
Jiang Ningyu suddenly didn't fear anything anymore and went back to the room. Even if she swiped in the room card and found a foreigner sitting on the bed playing with a pistol, she wouldn't be disturbed. She even asked him in English without fear,
"Friend, you may have entered the wrong room."
This man has a typical Caucasian appearance, with blond hair, blue eyes, pale skin, and a tall stature. He has a playful look when playing with a pistol. But his eyes are very sharp. When he heard Jiang Ningyu's question, he asked frivolously, "If I find
Wrong room, would Miss Jiang react like this?"
Jiang Ningyu showed a little doubt, "There are so many strange things today, I can't even make that kind of expression if I'm surprised."
As she finished speaking, she heard the sound of the door opening next to her. She turned around and saw the two mercenaries coming out of the next room and staring at her with almost eagerness.
She actually smiled and sighed, "So it was you. If I had known better, I wouldn't have run away. It almost cost me half my life."
"Ms. Jiang works in Gushe and is a decent person. Since she is a decent person, I don't like to be too rude." The blond man stood up and smiled slightly, "I have something vital to my life that I want to tell Miss Jiang."
Please give me your advice and I will treat you with courtesy. I believe Miss Jiang will reciprocate the favor."
She frowned and asked, "What are you talking about?"
"Come with me." That was all he said, making a "please" gesture, "Maybe Miss Jiang will think of something when we get there."
"You two friends have been with me for a day, right? I can go with you, but you have to tell me the cause and effect." Jiang Ningyu felt that her mind was clearer, and she reacted like a smart person who is calm in the face of danger, "I'm here
India's three points and one line, no matter how hard you think, it's impossible to offend you... gangsters?" She really couldn't figure out what these people were doing.
But he just emphasized, "You may remember it when you get there."
Jiang Ningyu could only go with them.
It's not that she didn't meet the residents along the way, she also thought about asking for help, but then she thought about it, it was useless, and temporary help was not enough.
As he walked out past the front desk, the blond man suddenly stopped and whispered a warning, "You won't do anything stupid to embarrass yourself, will you?"
Why, are you afraid that she won't be able to yell for help?
Jiang Ningyu did think about it, but she felt that calling for help and calling the police would not solve this trouble.
Naturally, it was impossible to say such words that would make someone else arrogant, so she remained silent and pretended not to hear.
There was a black SUV parked on the roadside of the hotel. Jiang Ningyu, who was almost driven away, thought a little inappropriately: Could it be that the Ford didn't come because of the traffic jam?
This kind of cold and humorous idea always makes Jiang Ningyu enjoy herself in hardship. When she was pushed into the car, she even thought calmly: If there is no return this time, it can be regarded as a unique death, unlike most people's deaths.
The law is different. I wonder if it can be a hot search?
However, who are these people? Mafia? Fraud syndicate?
Jiang Ningyu, who was squeezed between two strong men, began to think divergently.
The only person who could answer this question, the blond man with blue eyes, got into the passenger seat and dialed a phone number. In English, he simply said "The person has been found" and hung up.
Didn't say another word to her.
The car drove unsteadily for forty minutes and finally stopped at the door of a motel in a remote suburb.
On the side of the dirty gravel road, in addition to the passing vehicles, there are more sounds of cows mooing and horses neighing, making the environment extremely noisy.
Just on the edge of such a road, there is a motel that looks like a gas station. The huge light sign has two letters broken, the guest room is like a work shed like a prison, with an iron-barred outer door, and a large open space is used.
A few parking lines were drawn with a few strokes.