Night Yufan lies flat on the wide bed, looks at Jijing and stands up anxiously, holding his mobile phone to answer the phone.
I don't know who called in the middle of the night. The man's face quickly became cold. Looking back, he handed her a reassuring look, coldly "um", opened the door of the bedroom and hurried into the study next door.
What happened again?
Ye Yufan got out of bed and went out of the door to have a look. The door of the study was closed. Ji Jingan stood by the French window. Two slender fingers were holding curling burning cigarettes and were listening to the phone.
Standing at the door listening for a while, I didn't hear Jijing an say a word. Ye Yufan retracted his protruding head. Just about to go back to the room, I heard steady footsteps behind him.
Looking back, I found that the man had changed his black shirt and trousers, even put on black cotton socks, and casually put on a coat in his arms, looking like he was going out.
Ye Yufan asked in surprise, "are you going out so late?"
"Yes."
When I passed her, Ji Jing'an bowed his head and kissed her white face. The anger at the bottom of his eyes flashed by, gently comforted and said, "Ni Weigang called me. It's a little urgent. You go to bed first and don't have to wait for me!"
"Won't you come back at night?"
Ye Yufan didn't know what Ni Wei called him in the middle of the night, but looking at his solemn and cruel expression, he felt that things might be unusual and bowed softly. "You drive slowly on the road. Don't worry about the two children. I'll take good care of them."
"OK, I'll go first!"
Jijing'an walked very fast. Between several ups and downs, he had gone downstairs, leaving yeyufan with a cold, windy figure.
She subconsciously ran up and watched him put his cell phone in his pocket, reach out to get the car key from the cabinet in the living room, walk out of the apartment with a cold air and close the tight door.
A little depressed, he didn't look back at himself before leaving. Ye Yufan turned to the children's room and rested with two sleeping little guys.
But thinking of Ji Jing'an's going out, he didn't tell her the truth. He was very upset and lay on the beautiful children's bed, tossing and turning.
Strange, what else does he need to hide from her?
……
Black Maybach galloped along the silent street.
Jijing'an held the long finger of the steering wheel too hard, so that his bones were cold. Under the dim yellow light in the car, it was shining with cold light.
The car stopped at an intersection. He closed the window, took out his mobile phone and called Ni Wei. "I can get to the place in 15 minutes. You can call Si Jia immediately and ask him to bring some special medicine."
After hanging up the phone, Ji Jingan drove on for a quarter of an hour and parked his car outside a single family bungalow.
Ni Wei has been waiting at the door. Watching Ji Jing'an get off the bus, he stepped forward and narrowed his eyes to meet him. His expression is faint, some tired and crazy. "Jing'an, after working hard for almost half a month and sending so many people, he finally caught someone tonight."
Before Ji Jingan could answer, Ni Wei spat fiercely, "shit, Mo Yurou is a woman. It's really not easy. Do you know where she's hiding? Hiding in the unit canteen of the police station in country m is really fantastic. If we hadn't followed Mo Yurou's mother, we might have searched all over the world and couldn't find anyone."
Jijing'an strode into the villa with a cold face, "are you dead?"
"Alive, I haven't done anything to her yet. I think it's more enjoyable to wait for you to kiss the automatic hand."
Ni Wei raised his eyebrows and smiled maliciously.
Ji Jingan nodded faintly, followed Ni Wei's instructions and walked into a room with lights on.
It was empty, with a bed, a sofa and a beautiful but tired woman.
He walked over and stared at her condescending. The hostility on his face became more and more thick. The next second, his thin lips opened coldly, "Mo Yurou, I didn't expect that one day we would meet in this way."
After Mo Yurou was discovered by Ni Wei's people in country m, without scruples about Gu Mei's scream, she directly sent it to Tongcheng as soon as possible. As soon as she got off the plane, she was sent to this strange villa, her limbs firmly tied to the sofa and couldn't move.
Although she had a premonition in her heart that the person behind the kidnapping of her was probably Ji Jing'an, when these guesses were confirmed by the man's familiar and cold face, Mo Yurou still couldn't avoid feeling bitter sadness for herself.
She loves this excellent and sharp man, no less than ye Yufan, but the winner who finally wins him is not her, but her shameless half sister
All this is ridiculous!
But she loves him deeply and tries her best not to want other women to have a chance to be his wife. Is it wrong?
Mo Yurou raised her head and stared vaguely at Ji Jing'an's good-looking eyebrows. Even if he looked at her, there was undisguised disgust and coldness, she didn't mind. She still stared at him greedily, with a deep sadness on her face, "Jing'an, tie me in such a remote place. Are you going to want me to die?"
"Death is too cheap for you."
Jijing'an slowly took a cigarette, held it in the middle of his thin lips and smoked it slowly.
When the man finished, he suddenly rubbed his lips and feet in the rain and smiled coldly
Mo Yurou felt a slight wind coming from her forehead. The next second, she noticed that her neck twisted 90 degrees horribly, and the whole person fell back with the sofa. The carpal bones and joints of her two arms, inch by inch, made a cracking sound, and she didn't know how broken they were.
Ji Jing'an shot too fast, so fast that Mo Yurou slowed down a beat when she felt pain.
When she recovered, she was like a mangy dog on the verge of death, bleeding all over her face, weakly curled up on the cold floor, opened her lips, spitting blood
"Jing'an, why are you doing this to me?"
Mo Yurou's face twisted with pain, spit out a mouthful of blood with broken teeth, hold on, slowly raise her head with the last bit of strength, stare at Ji Jing'an with enlarged pupils, shake her head madly, and say vaguely, "obviously you said you loved me, but why would the woman you loved last be ye Yufan? What can't I compare with her..."
The eyes flashed and swept the bloodthirsty and cruel man, as if he were an emissary from hell. He squatted beside Mo Yurou, who was dying. In his hand, he stuck to a black pistol, raised the woman's chin with the cold muzzle, hooked his lips and smiled, "want to know why?"