At that time, Huaiyu thought everything last night was just a dream, so he didn't take it seriously.
However, when she checked the box, she found that the antique vase she had taken from Mengyu was missing.
She clearly remembered that she wrapped the vase layer by layer in newspapers before putting it in the box.
But now, everything is in the box except the vase.
She knew then that what happened last night was not a dream and immediately called the police.
After the police arrived, Huaiyu told him what happened last night and the missing antique vase.
However, after the police checked the hotel room, they told her that no one else had been in the room.
What depressed her the most was that she was beaten to death the night before, but when she woke up in the morning, there was no sign of any injuries on her body.
The police concluded that Huaiyu must have had nightmares at night.
Huaiyu also suspected that she was having a nightmare, but the loss of the antique vase was a mystery that made her feel scared.
Moreover, although she was not injured, her body was always uncomfortable, and there seemed to be a dull pain everywhere.
She went to the hospital, but couldn't find out what was wrong.
At this time, when she heard Meng Yujiang ask her if her body was still normal, she immediately thought of what happened that night and also thought of her physical discomfort during this period!
She grabbed Mengyu's clothes with her backhand: "It's you, right? It was you that night? Return me the vase quickly!"
Mengyu naturally knew which night she was talking about.
But she was pretending to be stupid: "What is me? What night? Also, what vase? Do you mean the vase I picked up when I was picking up rags? Didn't you take that vase away?"
She seemed to have remembered something: "By the way, if you don't tell me, I have forgotten it. My vase is an antique and is worth more than one million. Please return it to me quickly."
"You" Huaiyu was not sure again when he saw Mengyu acting like this.
But she still stared into Mengyu's eyes and said: "In city B, the night you went to university and made me unable to study, I stayed in a youth hostel, and you entered my room and clicked on me.
After a few blows, I couldn't speak or move, and then you hit me so hard that I was covered in wounds and almost died."
Mengyu opened her eyes wide and pointed at Huaiyu: "I beat you? And I beat you so hard that your whole body is covered with wounds? But"
She pretended to lower her head and clasp her fingers: "No, it's only been about ten days since you left the university campus, right? In ten days, not only will the wounds on your body be healed, but at least there will be scars.
Right? Do you have it on your body?"
Huaiyu felt that this was the strangest thing. When she woke up the next day, let alone any injuries on her body, she didn't even have a scar!
Huaiyu closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, he had calmed down.
"What did you say just now that you wanted to teach me a lesson?"
Mengyu raised her eyebrows and said, "Yes, I just said that if you can't control your mouth anymore and let it always spray shit, I will let you know what a lesson is."
She leaned close to Huaiyu's ear again: "I might as well tell you that I am protected. If you dare to do anything bad, you will definitely be severely punished!"
When Jiang Huaiyu heard what she said, his heart jumped again. She was protected. What did this mean?
Could it be that there is someone else behind her?
In the past, this Mengyu was obviously the girl in her family, the one she stepped on, and she could do whatever he wanted to her.
But since she escaped from the traffickers, the whole situation has changed.