Huo's family, seven o'clock.
At the dining table, Huo Jingyan asked, "Steward Xu, where is Ye Fan?"
Steward Xu: "The young lady asked Miss Qiao Luo to go shopping and said that she would not come back for dinner at night."
Huo Jingyan nodded thoughtfully, suddenly feeling out of appetite.
"Master, do you want to eat more."
"Stop eating." Huo Jingyan put down the dishes, got up and went back to the room.
Nine o'clock.
Huo Jingyan was still lying on the recliner, looking at the door from time to time. Butler Xu suddenly walked in with a hurried expression: "Master, Miss Qiao Luo just called. She was not with Madam Young. I checked with the driver. Madam did enter the gate of the department store, and she hasn't come out yet, so Madam Young can't get through on the phone."
Huo Jingyan sat up from the recliner with a gloomy expression on his face. He left at five o'clock, and at nine o'clock, the department store was almost closed.
This damn woman, it won't happen again!
"Hurry up and look for it."
This dead woman just doesn't worry, it's best to be fine, otherwise she breaks her leg to see how she runs around.
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Room 1010, Jin Jiang Hotel.
The lights were not turned on, and the curtains were well drawn. Without a trace of light, only faint breathing and painful groans could be heard.
In the dark, I could barely see a white gloved hand picked up the phone on the bed and found the call log and short message on it.
The number above is a strange number, but from the chat history, you can probably guess the identity of the other party.
Ye Fan's face can be seen through the brightness of the phone's screen. The long bangs obscure her look, but her tight lips are a little pale.
She sent out a message on her mobile phone.
The screen went dark, and the entire room was instantly enveloped in darkness, with a suffocating depression invisible.
It didn't take long to hear the sound of high heels coming from far away, and then someone rang the doorbell.
"Mr. Zhang, it's me."
In the darkness, Ye Fan's whitish lips rose slightly.
Just come.
She got up to open the door, and the light in the corridor made her see clearly that Ye Shiyu was the only one coming.
"Mr. Zhang, why don't you turn on the lights... Ah—"
Before Ye Shiyu finished speaking, a hand wearing white gloves stretched out and quickly pulled her into the room.
Ye Shiyu, who was wearing high heels, was pulled in by someone with an unstable foot and kneeled on the ground. The dark space always gave people a gloomy feeling, especially the air conditioner here had been adjusted to ten degrees.
Ye Shiyu trembled with the cold: "Zhang... Mr. Zhang..."
Before she finished speaking, she felt that a hand was pinching her chin. Ye Shiyu slapped her hand in disgust, wanted to get up to find the lamp, but was pulled back again.
"Mr. Zhang, what do you mean? We said before, I will let Ye Fan come to accompany you, no matter how you play, as long as you don’t kill people, and we have a video, it’s possible that you thought she would go. Do you call the police? Even if you call the police, what about it, as long as we insist that she is greedy for vanity, and the money is not too much afterwards, she regrets it. Why, now you play with people but tell me you don’t do it, I’ll tell you, It’s not so cheap."
Ye Shiyu's confidence is still very strong, after all, they are people on the same boat, and they are in the same way.
"Oh? So you think so, and want to make a video? Huh?"
In the darkness, Ye Fan's voice was hoarse and mocking, and it seemed to be a ghost in Ye Shiyu's ears.
"Ye... Ye Fan?" Ye Shiyu's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief, "How could you..."
Before she could finish her words, Ye Shiyu fell softly to the ground with an unbelievable look in her eyes.
Ye Fan took Ye Shiyu's bag and rummaged through it to find what he wanted, but it was a pity that there was nothing but cosmetics.
"Ye Shiyu, where's my stuff?" Ye Fan grabbed Ye Shiyu's arm and asked coldly.
Ye Shiyu's eyes were full of horror, and said weakly: "I...no...have..."
Ye Fan didn't talk too much nonsense with her. The equipment used to shoot the video was originally prepared by Ye Shiyu himself, and the camera was also aimed at the bed.
This time, Ye Fan didn't feel the slightest softness. He threw Ye Shiyu on the bed, put him with the fat-headed middle-aged bald old man, and turned on the video switch by the way.
After doing all this, Ye Fan did not leave, but found a corner with his back to the bed, turned on the phone, put on headphones and picked out a few songs from it to listen to it.
The two on the bed have already started.
Ye Shiyu was sober, but she couldn't control her body. At this moment, Ye Shiyu suddenly felt a trace of fear, fear of Ye Fan.
But she couldn't yell out, and when the man approached her, she couldn't say anything but a happy voice.
Just before Ye Fan opened the playlist, there was a call coming in, it was Huo Jingyan.
She was stunned for a moment and wanted to answer, but suddenly realized that the video was still being recorded there, so she hung up and changed the message.
Ye Fan: [I will go back soon. 】
What Huo Jingyan sent was a voice: "Where are you dead? If you haven't come back so late, the phone can't get through. I'll tell you Ye Fan, I will interrupt your leg when you come back."
Although the tone was fierce and vicious, he might be able to hear his eagerness from the inside.
Father Huo: "Why don't you speak, where are you, give me the address."
Ye Fan: [I'll be back soon, I'm fine. 】
Dad Huo: "Address!"
These two words were almost roared out. Although the time was short, Ye Fan heard a muffled cough.
In desperation, Ye Fan had to tell him the address.
Huo Jingyan had already arrived at the department store and called out the surveillance system. He knew that Ye Fan got on a taxi, and he also found that the taxi took Ye Fan to the Jinjiang Hotel.
"What is she going to do at Jinjiang Hotel?" At the same time, Huo Jingyan received the message from Ye Fan and quickly got in the car and went to Jinjiang Hotel.
"Master, don't worry, the young lady will be fine."
Huo Jingyan's pale face was now even more frighteningly white, and because of the emotional fluctuations, he kept coughing: "Don't talk, drive."
How could he not worry about not seeing the disobedient dead woman.
After sending the message, Ye Fan looked at the time and felt a little pity.
Turn off the video, put the equipment away, put on a peaked cap, mask and white gloves, and left Room 1010, but the two inside were still having a friendly exchange.
Huo Jingyan came here very quickly. Almost waiting for Ye Fan to get out of the elevator, Huo Jingyan and Butler Xu walked in mightily with a group of people.
"Ye Fan." Seeing her, Huo Jingyan yelled as best he could.
Ye Fan took off the mask and stood on the spot, tilted his head and raised his hand and shook him, and gave him a heartless smile: "What a coincidence!"