The door was already closed by her. It was too late to press the password to open the door, and it was too late to even make a phone call...
The result of not cooperating was that the two of them tied her up.
A type of rope she had never seen before was used to avoid leaving marks on her wrists and avoiding most of the pain of being tied up.
She was stunned when she saw the rope.
The average "kidnapper" would indeed not deliberately use this kind of rope.
… …
Forty minutes later.
Chi Huan didn't expect that the two bodyguards who didn't answer any of her questions or ignored anything she said would actually take her to Mo Shiqian's villa.
Why did she still use the method of "kidnapping"? She was already prepared to come...
He took her all the way to the bedroom on the second floor, opened the door, and pushed her in.
Mo Shiqian was not in the bedroom.
But the bathroom light was on, and the sound of water in the shower could be vaguely heard.
He should be taking a shower.
At the end, one of them lowered his head and said respectfully and coldly, "Mr. Mo should be taking a shower, please wait a moment." After a moment of pause, he added in a cold voice, "Also, Miss Chi, you can't get out of the villa. I hope you won’t waste each other’s energy and stay well together.”
Chi Huan, "..."
She never thought about running away...
But before she could speak, the bathroom door suddenly opened.
A tall man walked out.
He only wore a white bath towel around his waist. His short black hair was wet, and there was water dripping from the ends of his hair. The water droplets followed the high bridge of his nose and then fell down from his chin.
He held a towel to wipe his hair in his hand and wiped it casually.
He had an extremely handsome face, but there was a moist and cool aura about him, which was very sexy and alienating.
The bodyguard who spoke before spoke respectfully again, "Mr. Mo, Miss Chi has brought you here."
Mo Shiqian raised his eyes, glanced over their bodies, and said in a cool voice, "I saw it. You can close the door and disappear."
"yes."
In response, the two quickly closed the door.
There were only two people left in the bedroom, which was not too big or too small.
Mo Shiqian didn't look at her, wiped his hair carelessly with his hands, and walked to the window at a leisurely pace.
Chi Huan looked at him, bit his lip, and walked over.
Just as he was about to speak, a man's cold voice sounded above his head, "Chi Huan, you've missed your appointment."
She raised her face, "Can I explain?"
He glanced down at her and smiled, "Was your mouth taped, or was your tongue taken away?"
From the angle where Chi Huan stood, she could only see the side of his face.
It's hard to discern his emotions at this time.
"I went to the airport this afternoon..."
Mo Shiqian lowered his head and stared at her, with a warm smile on his thin lips, "Is it because you didn't see me when you arrived at six o'clock, so you left?"
He thought lightly that if this was the case, it could be forgiven.
As long as she goes.
He didn't ask her to wait for him, after all, it did take him more than the full fifteen minutes to get to the exit.
Chi Huan was startled, shook his head, and said hurriedly, "No... After I got into the taxi, a woman stopped the taxi as if she had an acute illness and was in a hurry to go to the hospital. She asked me to give me a ride, and then she suddenly Covering my mouth and nose with a mask... knocked me out."
The tone of her entire statement was urgent at first and then became erratic.
Because the more he spoke, the deeper the mocking meaning in the man's eyes became...
Even she realized that this rhetoric... was very much like an excuse, and it was a low-grade and inferior excuse.
And the whole process took less than a minute. Soon, the woman pretending to be sick was obviously similar to what An Ke had practiced, with strong hands and skillful movements.
When she woke up, she was lying in her bedroom at home.
Because it was too fast, she thought she had a nightmare when she woke up.
Mo Shiqian still had a smile on his lips, and his tone was even gentle, "I knocked you out...and then what?"
He smiled low and slowly and said, "Should I be happy that you are just sleeping on the bed of your own home instead of being with a messy man to prove your determination to break up with me?"
"I..." She lowered her voice, opened her mouth, and murmured, "You don't believe me?"
He whispered playfully, "Huanhuan, give me an objective score. How do you think the reason you made up is?"
absurd.
From the perspective of the parties concerned, this is a ridiculous reason that is too perfunctory and lacks standards.
Chi Huan began to focus on her being late and did not think about it in detail.
Because even she herself found it ridiculous and unreal.
But when he asked, she still said it without thinking.
The reasons you make up can be watertight, and what actually happened can be unconvincing.
Chi Huan has already reacted.
She was unscathed, even her makeup was still exquisite, and she didn't look like she had been "kidnapped" at all. This was probably the purpose of the so-called "kidnapping".
After ten seconds of silence, Chi Huan raised her eyes to meet his and whispered, "You can check, I didn't lie, and..." She gritted her teeth, with a hint of astringency in her voice, "Didn't you send someone else?" The bodyguards followed me... shouldn't they know that I went out at 4:30 in the afternoon?"
She wasn't actually sure... whether he had removed those people.
After all, An Ke was gone, and she wasn't sure about the others.
What he said may be because of the breakup, which makes him feel a bit self-indulgent.
Mo Shiqian looked at her and smiled slightly, "Really? I'll ask them later, but this isn't the first time you've gotten rid of my bodyguard."
The last time she and Mo Xigu went to see Xiao Yu... they dumped the bodyguard.
Chi Huan pursed his lips and was speechless.
Seeing that she didn't speak and had no intention of explaining, a bit of coldness flashed through the man's eyes. He threw away the towel for wiping his hair and sat down on the single sofa.
He didn't look at her, nor did he mean to talk to her. He picked up the cigarette and lighter on the table, lit it skillfully, put it between his lips and took a long puff, exhaled the smoke, and cast his deep gaze outside the glass.
Chi Huan looked at him puffing away, looking calm and indifferent, but still stretched out his hand in front of him and said softly, "Can you untie the rope? My hand hurts."
Mo Shiqian glanced at her hands.
Chi Huan originally thought he would ignore her, but the man held the burning cigarette between his lips and easily untied the rope with his long fingers.
She rubbed her wrists and looked at his short hair that was still wet even though it was no longer dripping. She picked up the towel he had thrown down on the table and raised her hand to wipe his hair.
Mo Shiqian's fingers holding the cigarette stiffened, and he raised his head. Blue-white smoke sprayed onto her face. He narrowed his eyes and half-smiled, "Suddenly you learned how to behave, huh?"