The driver was already a little suspicious. In order to cause unnecessary trouble, Wen Qian did not speak to Xie Rong along the way. Xie Rong also kept his head lowered, and the brim of his hat blocked most of his face.
After the car stopped at their destination, the two got off one after another.
Xie Rong walked in front and stood at an intersection next to the hotel. There was no one around.
As soon as he turned his head, Wen Qian said quickly: "Brother Xie, have you seen the note I left for you?"
Xie Rong nodded: "What happened?"
Wen Qian spoke urgently: "Where have you been during this time?
And my dad, he’s never at home either.”
"Xiao Qian, Uncle Wen..."
"Forget it, this is not important, we will talk about it later."
Wen Qian interrupted him and said, "Brother Xie, I'm in really big trouble now. You must help me. The only person who can help me is you!"
Xie Rong swallowed the words that came to his mouth: "You say."
ten minutes later.
Li Feng was preparing red wine in the hotel room when he suddenly heard the doorbell. He immediately put down his wine glass, hummed a song and opened the door: "It came pretty quickly..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a man dressed in black standing outside.
Li Feng frowned fiercely: "Who are you looking for?"
At the same time, the man slowly raised his eyes, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.
Li Feng sensed something was wrong and just as he was about to call out for help, someone kicked him in the stomach. He hit the wall hard and fell to the ground again.
He held his stomach and was in so much pain that he could hardly make a sound.
Xie Rong closed the door and dragged his hair into the house, while Li Feng's screams were gradually obscured by the music in the room.
Just at that moment, Li Feng knew that he was no match for him and quickly begged for mercy: "Did that bitch Wen Qian ask you to come?
How much she gave you, I will give you double, no...three times! I will give you whatever you want!"
Xie Rong casually picked up the ashtray on the table and hit him on the head without hesitation.
The man who had been trying to bargain just now became silent in an instant and collapsed to the ground.
Xie Rong picked up his mobile phone from the sofa, searched around the room, found a few discs, and left quickly.
Every second Wen Qian waited downstairs was the most painful time in her life.
After finally waiting for Xie Rong to come down, Wen Qian immediately stood up and asked nervously: "Brother Xie, how is it?"
Xie Rong took out his cell phone and a few discs from his pocket and handed them to her.
Wen Qian took it with trembling hands: "Are they all here?"
"Everyone is here."
Wen Qian breathed a sigh of relief and asked again, as if remembering something: "You haven't seen it, have you?"
Xie Rong shook his head: "No."
"That's good."
As soon as Wen Qian put the things in her bag, she saw the blood dripping from Xie Rong's body and subconsciously took a step back, with panic written on her face.
Xie Rong lowered his head and glanced: "It's my injury."
Wen Qian asked: "Then...the people who followed me before, were they because of you?"
"They probably found out about our relationship, so they followed you and wanted to catch me."
Wen Qian's eyes suddenly widened: "Then why do you still come to me?
What should I do if they find out that we have met?"
Xie Rong opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Wen Qian looked around and urged in a hurry: "Go away quickly, don't come to me again in the future."
After saying that, Wen Qian saw that Xie Rong hadn't moved and felt even more anxious. She was afraid that someone would find out that they were still in contact, so she quickly wanted to leave.
"Xiao Qian."
Xie Rong stopped her, looked at her back and said, "You don't care at all how Uncle Wen is doing now?"
Wen Qian had been annoyed recently. Before she could take a breath after seeing Xie Rong deal with Li Feng, she heard that Xie Rong had brought him a lot of trouble. Now she was even more furious: "I care what he does, I
I’m still too busy with my own affairs, so who will care about me?”
Xie Rong said no more, and Wen Qian left in a hurry.
After returning home, she smashed Li Feng's cell phone and all the discs into pieces. It seemed that she was relieved a lot because of this.
Now that Li Feng is dead, these things have been destroyed. From now on, no one can threaten her anymore.
What she didn't expect was that Li Feng actually escaped Xie Rong's fatal blow and survived.
After being unconscious in the room for an hour, Li Feng woke up. He endured the severe pain in his body and wanted to find his cell phone to call the police, but there was no cell phone in the room.
Li Feng held on to the wall and groped his way out of the hotel room. He vaguely saw someone in front of him, but before he could say a word, the person fell to the ground.
When the hotel staff saw that his face was covered in blood, they were so frightened that they dared to neglect him. They quickly took out their mobile phones and called the emergency number and called the police.
…
At ten o'clock in the evening, the helicopter landed in Yuncheng.
Ruan Xingwan opened his eyes drowsily, looked at the time, and realized that several hours had passed.
She came out of Zhou Cishen's arms and stretched her neck.
I have to say, I slept quite well these past few hours.
There was already a car waiting next to the helicopter.
After getting in the car, Ruan Xingwan looked at the passing scenery outside, yawned and asked: "Isn't your company very busy? Just running here like this, won't it have any impact?"
Zhou Cishen clasped her fingers and played with them in his palm. His voice was low and hoarse: "Those who are made of iron also need to rest."
"Then the cost of your rest is too high. You might as well have a good sleep at home."
"Didn't you say you wanted to come?"
"I was..."
Ruan Xingwan discovered that she was indeed wrong about this matter, and she said she couldn't win against him, so she simply stopped talking about it.
The car only drove for twenty minutes before arriving at the place where Xu Yue lived.
After getting out of the car, Ruan Xingwan found that the environment here was quite quiet. It was a small single-family house with a garden and a small vegetable garden in front of it.
It is indeed a very suitable place to live.
Seeing her standing still, Zhou Cishen asked in a low voice: "What are you doing standing here?"
"Will Aunt Xu fall asleep?"
Zhou Cishen said: "No, I called her before coming."
Ruan Xingwan: "Oh."
In fact, she was thinking about one thing. If she saw the little guy here, then her previous guesses would be true.
But if she didn't see it, it would only prove how stupid her previous ideas were.
Seeing her hanging her head, not knowing what she was thinking, Zhou Cishen licked his lips calmly, held her hand directly, and walked into the house.
Ruan Xingwan retracted his thoughts, but the hand held by Zhou Cishen was sweating unconsciously.
The distance was not long, but Ruan Xingwan held his breath every step he took.