"Yu'er, what's going on? The vice president's people came over and asked me to help you pack your luggage. You're going on a long trip?"
Jingyu didn't know how to tell Jinnian that she was going to move in with Yu Zeyao. She sighed, "If they want to move, let them move. Nian Nian, I won't be back in the near future, so you should move back home too. It's always unsafe for a girl to live outside alone."
Qi Jinnian heard her tone, "Is something wrong?"
"Nothing serious." Jing Yu didn't want to tell her about Jing Rong, as it would only make him worry more. "Next time we meet, we'll talk about it in detail. One or two sentences on the phone won't make it clear."
Qi Jinnian sighed, "You always like to be boring in your heart. If you don't want to say, I don't chase. But fish, if there is something really, I must speak."
Jing Yu listened to Qi Jinnian's sincere words, and her originally cold heart warmed up. She smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't be polite to you no matter who I am."
"That's good." Qi Jinnian said, "Then I'll go help you pack your suitcase now. Hey, is there anything you must bring with you?"
To Jing Yu, nothing was special. After thinking about it, she realized that there was only a small gold locket that her father had given her before his accident, which was said to be the one Jing Rong wore when he was born. Jing Yu asked Qi Jinnian to help her put the small thing into the box.
"Miss Jing, the master told you last night that you can choose any room in the mansion - just see which one you like." The housekeeper led her upstairs.
Jing Yu looked at the extremely spacious room and said, "All good. Whatever you want."
Unless it's the master bedroom.
It made no difference where she slept.
After hearing what she said, the housekeeper led her to the room closest to the master bedroom.
Jing Yu stayed in her room all afternoon and didn't go anywhere. She didn't even go downstairs for dinner. At this moment, she had no time to think deeply about her situation. Her heart was all on Jing Rong, whose life or death was uncertain.
The sky gradually sank.
As dusk faded and night fell, Jing Yu waited in the room but Yu Zeyao never came back.
By 10 o'clock in the evening, she couldn't hold back anymore and went downstairs.
"Miss Jing, would you like something to eat? You haven't had dinner yet." The housekeeper asked her when he saw her, "Dinner is always heated up in the kitchen."
Jing Yu's face didn't look very good. Even though she hadn't eaten anything all day, she wasn't hungry at all. She just glanced at the door and asked the housekeeper, "Is Mr. Yu not back yet?"
"not yet."
"So when does he usually come back? Or, has he ever called back?"
The servant thought she was getting impatient waiting for the Vice President, so she said with a smile, "Mr. is very busy every day, and the time he will be back is uncertain. How about you eat something first, rest early, and wait while you rest?"
When Jing Yu saw the housekeeper's expression, she knew that the housekeeper had misunderstood, but at this moment, she really didn't want to explain so much.
I just shook my head and went upstairs again, took out my pajamas, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
I don't know how he was looking for Jing Rong and Wen Yanzhi.
This night...
Jingyu waited all night, but Yu Zeyao didn't come back, not even a phone call.
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And the other side.
In the dark and humid place, Jing Rong's eyes were covered with cloth strips, and nothing could be seen.
He had just been knocked unconscious. Suddenly, a bucket of ice-cold water was poured down on his head, and his teeth were chattering from the cold. His drowsy mind suddenly became much clearer.
He took a hard breath, and the next moment, someone grabbed his short hair and pulled his body, which was tied to the chair, backwards.
The other party's force was so great that it seemed as if he wanted to tear his scalp off.
His face was covered in blood.
"Boy, you have a tough mouth again, and you die here today, you can't blame Lao Tzu!" The man's voice echoed in the empty space.
"Do you really want to know the password?" Jing Rong's voice was already weak, and every word he said was trembling.
"Don't you dare talk nonsense to me!" the man yelled. After staying up all night and interrogating him all night, with no results, the other party obviously lost his patience.
"Then come here..." Jing Rong touched his bloody lips.
The man looked down at him and said, "I don't think you can do anything tricky!"
As the other person spoke, he slightly squatted down and put his ear close to Jingrong. Jingrong took a breath, and he opened his lips and bit the man's ear, and he refused to let go, as if he was using all his strength to suck milk.
"Fuck! Go to your mother!" The man kept roaring, trying to push him away, but Jing Rong bitten, and he couldn't earn how to earn it.
Seeing that his ear was about to be bitten off, the man yelled at the people next to him: "Damn it! You are all dead, why don't you pull this guy away!"
Those who were already very sleepy now perked up. Several strong men rushed over and pulled Jing Rong away.
The man finally broke free and raised his hand to cover his ear. He felt the warm blood on his ear and the veins on his face tensed up with stimulation.
"Fuck! You dare to bite me? I guess you are tired of living!" The man cursed, picked up the chair next to him and smashed it towards Jingrong.
Jing Rong was tied there, unable to move. A chair fell on him and hit him hard. His head was broken and bleeding. He smelled the pungent smell of blood and felt dizzy. There was no place on his body that was not wounded, but at this moment he seemed to be unaware of the pain.
It was as if the soul had floated out of the body.
"I'm going to kill you!" With a curse, the sturdy man lifted up his bound body and the chair. Then he threw it down hard. With a 'bang', his head hit the ground hard, making a loud noise.
Jing Rong no longer knew where he was at the moment. Perhaps, he would die here today...
He bit his lips, but he didn't even hum.
"Boss, the master has told us not to kill this guy!" Seeing that the situation was not right, someone came forward to dissuade them.
"You know that you can't kill him, but you can at least cripple him." The man said, kicking Jing Rong's leg hard. Jing Rong's lower lip was bitten and bleeding. The next moment, he was kicked several times by the other party. He heard the sound of his bones breaking, and the pain was finally unbearable, so he wailed.
"Oh no, Boss! It seems like someone is coming!" someone shouted.
"Who is it? Is it someone sent by the master?" The man finally stopped.
Jing breathed a sigh of relief, but his thoughts were becoming increasingly fuzzy.