That man really has thin skin and tender flesh, and looks like a coward.
Her eyes are watery, and she seems to be seducing people at any time...
If she were put on the stage without makeup, she would look like a young lady in green clothes.
At this moment, he was wearing a velvet housecoat, and his hair was no longer fixed with so much hairspray. He looked innocent and harmless to humans and animals.
"Have we... met before?" He was half-leaning against the door, his moist eyes casting a flirtatious look, and he had a naturally sultry background.
There is an established common name for a scumbag.
Such a scumbag is not an acquired scumbag but an innate charmer. He is not doing his job properly and likes to flirt around.
A picture immediately appeared in Che Linwan's mind, Maserati!
The man who had his teeth knocked out by Xia Mingzhi, whimpered, and ran away in circles.
"Is Xia Mingzhi here?" She tried her best to calm down her expression and prevent the other party from seeing who she was.
That experience would be considered dishonorable by anyone.
Che Lin wanted to ask for help at night and didn't want to embarrass others at this time.
However, what she didn't understand was that it might not be the case for the person involved.
"He is. He's in the basement."
"basement?"
"This guy won't share a room with me." The man's voice was teasing, with a hint of coquettishness in his temper.
He pointed at a corner of the garage.
There was a heavy iron door with an unfastened lock.
The lock was rusty and it really didn't look like anyone was entering or exiting.
"Would you like to come in and have a glass of wine? Coffee?"
Che Linwan shook his head and walked straight towards the iron gate.
When the door is pushed open, there is a narrow passage, and the top of the head is covered by an awning, which looks to be newly covered.
Very unsubmissive.
When I reached the basement door, I was hesitant about how to knock on the door.
The door was more like a warehouse entrance, double opening, and pointing downwards.
Then she heard the sound of machinery turning.
He raised his head to look around and saw the camera with a red dot flashing on it.
A wall behind the basement entrance suddenly creaked.
Che Linwan was so frightened that he almost screamed.
She looked at the wall warily.
When the wall was pushed outward, she realized that this was a door!
This is a door decorated in the same color as the surrounding walls.
Xia Mingzhi's face turned a little gray.
Wearing a black overalls, he waved to her helplessly.
When she walked into the hidden door, she glanced sharply at the basement entrance door that led down.
"Don't look at it, it's fake."
"Fake?!"
"It's just a decoration, a skylight. You can see it when you go inside."
Che Linwan took a breath, "What exactly does your family do?"
Xia Mingzhi paused for a while, probably thinking about the real meaning of her question.
After a moment it dawned on him.
"This house is left by my uncle's ancestors. My uncle's house... used to do spy work. This old house has a very special design and has been renovated. I don't know how many generations it has been renovated. There are hidden doors everywhere. They were all. Later, when people came to calculate the area, they never counted it clearly. "
It is said to be a basement but it is very dry. Two high-power Dyson purifiers work in turn day and night.
There is also a slight cold wind blowing from the ground, drying the moist air at any time.
Xia Mingzhi sat down on the sofa alone.
He was playing with a pen in his hand, and later Che Lin saw clearly that it was a recording pen with a camera.
"Are you OK?"
She didn't know where to start, so she could only ask in such a general way.
He looked tired, his face was pale, and his lips had an unhealthy bluish tint.
Che Linwan was a little worried about him.
But the expression on his face was very determined, the kind of determination that no one could get close to.
There are too many people around him asking him, are you okay, are you okay, can you hold on? What happened? Have your parents been imprisoned...
Lots and lots of questions.
At first he was answering nicely.
He felt that those uncles and uncles who he only met a few times a year, but who made noises every time they met, were doing him a favor.
But after communicating with my father’s lawyer over and over again.
Only then did he realize that those people were useless.
Not only is it useless, it will stab you in the back.
Even the person who stabbed my father with the knife didn't know yet.
"Whenever they ask you what you're doing, don't answer."
"Try not to stay in hotels."
But the lawyer did not suggest where he should live.
I didn't ask him where he lived now.
Not knowing some things is the best protection for him.
Ironically, I found out in the end that I had to ask the person I hated the most for help.
Because they don't have any benefits.
Everyone also knows that he hates Tang Zu, so he will not regard Tang Zu as a surveillance target.
Tang Zu didn't mind at all that he went over and beat him, insulted him or whatever.
He could enter the room at will, but Xia Mingzhi still couldn't look at this man's face.
I'm afraid that if I make a mistake, the white knife will go in and the red knife will come out.
So Tang Zu pointed out the basement to him.
The entrance is divided with a grass path in the middle.
As long as the schedule of work and rest is adjusted properly, it is completely possible to hear the sound of humai and not interact with each other until death.
"Can you... stop asking me a lot of questions?"
Che Linwan thought for a while and hummed softly.
"Come and sit down." He pointed to the sofa next to him.
The sofa looked familiar, and Che Linwan guessed that he had moved it from his own home.
There is still time for him to move, so it seems that he should be prepared.
"You were in a hurry when you left that day. I was a little worried..."
Xia Mingzhi leaned over silently and put his arm on her shoulder. Che Linwan's heart skipped a beat, but she didn't avoid it.
Then she watched him slowly curl up and lay his head on her knees.
There is moisture in the air, which may also be the effect of negative ions.
"I just found out that Yuanyuan is not dead. They left her in a nursing home. Now they don't have money to pay to the nursing home. I don't know what to do. I can't take her back. I can't take care of her. Dad can forget it. , I didn’t expect my mother to treat her like this.”
Che Linwan couldn't understand what he was saying at all, not even a word.
But she could vaguely feel the confusion in his tone.
His state frightened her.
"Do you know what it feels like to be pushed down by others? That's how I feel now..."
Che Linwan gently raised her arm to touch his hair, stroking it over and over again as if comforting a child.
She completed the entire incident on the Internet while on the road.
The situation was somewhat alarming. I can’t imagine how the person at the center of the whirlpool feels.
She remembered that every time he helped her, he always did it without hesitation or flinching.
He looked like a boy who was calm and orderly in times of crisis, so the sight before her made her anxious.
"Think about it again? Is there anyone who can help..." But he remembered what Bai Shoudao said, and no one could help him now.
He can only rely on himself, maybe he can't even rely on himself.
Watching his body curl up little by little, returning to the most instinctive defensive posture in the mother's womb.
Che Linwan slowly leaned down and kissed him gently on the forehead.
I want to use a maternal force to help him.
But she was wrong, a bit too wrong...
When he turned around and held her waist, pulling her towards him, she vaguely heard in her ears, "Doctor Che, you brought it to the door yourself... This time you are not drunk; this time you are awake… "
Her breathing gradually became sluggish.
Repressed.
When I thought of resisting, I had no room to move.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, why did I have to go through such trouble, cheating in marriage... I smiled bitterly.
(End of chapter)