carlton...
These three words sounded very familiar, but before Ye Qingxin could react, Dou Weier suddenly let out a slight cry of pain from the phone, followed by a strange male voice: "Stinky bitch, you actually hid your hand—"
Before he finished speaking, the call was cut off abruptly.
Things happened so fast that Ye Qingxin didn't even have time to ask any more questions.
"What's the matter?" Jing Boyuan saw that Ye Qingxin's expression was not right, and asked her.
Ye Qingxin's face was full of worry, but she spoke in a logical manner, "Wei'er has an accident. What does she mean by Carlton and 81208? She is going to audition for a new TV show that Shiying will accept this afternoon. This matter seems to be related to Shiying. Bo Yuan, you have a lot of contacts, so think of a way..."
Men have always been well aware of the intrigue between women.
It's just that many men like to pretend to be stupid, allowing women to tear openly and assassinate them for them, and get the vanity of being sought after.
When Ye Qingxin said Shiying's name, Jing Boyuan probably already guessed what happened.
Although he has never been in contact with those dirty things in the entertainment industry, he knows them well.
He patted Ye Qingxin's hand reassuringly, "Don't worry, I'll find someone to take a look."
As he said that, he took out his mobile phone to dial, and waited for the answer. He cut straight to the point: "Third Uncle, it's me. I have something I want to ask for your help..."
After explaining the matter clearly, Jing Boyuan hung up the phone.
Ye Qingxin knew that the third uncle he was talking about was Jing Suosuo's father, but... "Bo Yuan, can third uncle find Wei'er?"
Jing Boyuan patted her hand, "Don't worry, you have to trust the capabilities of the public security organs."
Ye Qingxin: "Third Uncle, he is..."
Jing Boyuan said indifferently: "He has the ability to mobilize all the public security forces in the capital. They will find the hotel named Carlton with room 81208 in the shortest possible time. Your friend will find it soon, don't worry."
Ye Qingxin was stunned, "The Carlton that Weier mentioned is the hotel, and 81208 is the room number..." Suddenly, she remembered that Dou Weier once did not return at night, Jing Boyuan took her to find Dou Weier at the Ritz-Carlton, she was in a moment of anxiety, but forgot about it.
No wonder, she felt that the three words 'Carlton' sounded familiar.
At this time, the voice of the flight attendant reminding passengers to turn off their mobile phones came from the aircraft radio.
"Xinxin, what's the matter?" Gu Jiao sat behind them. There were few first-class passengers, and the space was empty and quiet. As long as she had a little effort, she could hear their conversation.
Ye Qingxin smiled at Gu Jiao, shook her head, and said nothing.
Seeing that she didn't want to talk about it in detail, Gu Jiao smiled and wisely didn't ask any more questions.
In the broadcast, the purser reminded passengers to turn off their mobile phones again.
Ye Qingxin couldn't sit still, "Bo Yuan, do you want to call and ask, have they found Wei'er?"
Compared to Ye Qingxin's impetuousness, Jing Boyuan was as calm as a mountain, "Don't worry, no matter how fast they move, it will still take some time."
Ye Qingxin also knew it, but when she thought of the strange male voice before the call was cut off, Dou Weier's weak voice and that 'smelly bitch' curse, Ye Qingxin could conclude that she must be in jail.
After a while, a flight attendant came to remind them to turn off their mobile phones.
Ye Qingxin said in a discussing tone: "Sorry, we are waiting for a very important call, can we wait a few more minutes?"
The flight attendant was embarrassed, "I'm really sorry, sir, madam, our plane is about to take off, your mobile phone signal will affect the normal flight of the plane, and even threaten your personal safety, please cooperate with us to turn off your mobile phone for your own safety."
The flight attendant had a bright smile on her lips, a very polite attitude, and was also very good at speaking. She considered the problem from the other party's point of view, making it easy to accept her suggestion.
Ye Qingxin didn't want to embarrass her, but thinking about Dou Weier who didn't know what happened, Ye Qingxin felt a little anxious, and was about to urge Jing Boyuan to call again, when Jing Boyuan's cell phone rang.
Ye Qingxin was overjoyed, and said to the flight attendant: "One minute, just one minute, hang up after answering the call—"
As soon as she finished speaking, Jing Boyuan hung up the phone.
"Your friend has been found." Jing Boyuan said while turning off the phone.
The steward thanked him politely and walked away.
"Did Third Uncle say how Wei'er is doing? Was she injured? Did the bad guys catch her?"
Jing Boyuan held Ye Qingxin's hand, stroking the back of her hand with his thumb, and said, "You have to be mentally prepared, your friend's condition is not very good."
Ye Qingxin was taken aback, "What do you mean it's not very good?"
Jing Boyuan: "Third uncle said that someone from the bottom reported it. When he was found, his lower body was covered in blood. He had already been sent to the hospital. I don't know what happened. We'll talk about it when we return to the capital. The man in the room was invited into the bureau."
Ye Qingxin felt a sharp pain in her heart.
blood all over...
Weier she...
No, probably not, it's only been twenty minutes since she called...
The more she thought about it, the more uncertain Ye Qingxin felt.
It's been twenty minutes since Dou Wei'er called, so what happened before she called? Will something happen
I don't know if it's because the wind from the air conditioner is too cold, Ye Qingxin's body trembled slightly.
Jing Boyuan looked down at her increasingly pale face, stretched out his long arms and hugged her into his arms, "Don't worry."
From Gu Jiao's perspective, she could just see a small wisp of a woman's hair protruding from the man's thick shoulders between the gaps in the front seat.
Pursing her lips, she turned her eyes away calmly, tightened her fingers, and the book in her hand was slightly deformed.
Rewind the time by half an hour.
For some reason tonight, He Jifan's mood was so impetuous that he couldn't suppress his impetuosity even with alcohol and tobacco.
After talking to Cheng Ruyu, Xiao Yan, and Yu Gengxin, he left 'Under the Peony Blossom' first.
Because he hangs out in the flowers all year round, he has exclusive rooms in several five-star hotels, and there are several villas in the suburbs, all of which are used as places to spend spring evenings with his girlfriend.
He Jifan drove on the road for a long time, and before he knew it, the car stopped on the road opposite the gate of the Ritz-Carlton.
In this hotel, the first time Dou Wei'er was drunk, he brought her here. He wanted to do something ecstasy, but she vomited all over him, drowning out all the little flames in his body.
Thinking of the scene that day, He Jifan no longer felt angry or disgusted, but felt a little funny.
The second time Dou Weier was drunk, he didn't know what to think, and came to this hotel and asked for the same room, this time he got his wish.
The feeling at that moment was something he had never experienced in all these years.
Not only physically, but also a kind of fit from the soul, that kind of complete feeling, let him
I still don't forget.
Although there was a little unpleasantness the next day, he still turned the room where he and Dou Weier Chunxiao once lived into his own exclusive guest room.
He Jifan lit a cigarette, and just sat in the car in a daze. All that passed before his eyes were Dou Weier's flamboyantly beautiful little faces, smiling and angry.
He is playful, and he understands that every time he sees someone who is beautiful and has a good figure, he likes them and wants to put them on his bed. Everyone obeys him easily, even if they are half-pushed, they will immediately become tender and sticky after a night of love.
He'd get bored quickly and pay a breakup fee.
Only this Dou Weier, after a night of spring breeze, yelled at him and didn't want his check, but directly dragged him into the blacklist, see you later, as cold as ice.
That wasn't a trick to play hard to get, but simply didn't want to have anything to do with him.
The phone rang suddenly.
It is time shadow.
He stared at the screen for a moment, then finally answered.
"Jifan... where are you? I feel a little sick tonight, can you come and accompany me?"
The girl's voice was clear and mellow, and there was a bit of sadness. Listening to her voice, one could imagine how pitiful and fragile she was at the moment.
In the past, when she talked to He Jifan like this, He Jifan could always feel his bones melted by her voice.
But at this time, his heart was not disturbed.
After a long silence, he flicked the cigarette ash and said quietly, "Xiaoying, I still like to hear you call me Young Master He."
Since He Jifan brought her out of the hospital last time, Shi Ying didn't mention her abortion, so she changed her address to He Jifan.
And He Jifan didn't respond to that.
She thought... she was one step closer to her chance to be in the top position.
Now that He Jifan asked her to change her address out of the blue, she panicked for no reason, and vaguely felt that the name "Mrs. He" that was about to fall on her head suddenly flew away.
"Jifan..."
He Jifan didn't say anything, just held up the phone in silence.
After a while, Shi Ying's voice came faintly, "Young Master He... when are you coming..."
"I have something to do tonight, so I can't go through it—" He Jifan caught a glimpse of two police cars parked in front of the Ritz-Carlton from the corner of his eye as he spoke, and the sound of sirens resounded through the sky.
He Jifan's original feeling of irritability became stronger, and without waiting for Shi Ying on the other end of the phone to say anything, he said directly: "I have something to do, hang up."
By coincidence, he turned the turning lane in front of his car and drove towards the entrance of the hotel.
The car had just stopped, and before he had time to get out of the car, several police officers surrounded a man and came out of the hotel.
The man looked calm and confident, and the few police officers surrounding him seemed to be afraid of him, and they didn't dare to step forward to arrest him. It seemed like protection instead.
He Jifan knew this man. Fang Tianyu, the boss of Tianyu Films, likes to play with women just like He Jifan. The difference is that He Jifan is generous to women, and he is gentle and considerate when it comes to sex. Fang Tianyu, on the other hand, likes to be strong, and has many perverted sexual tricks. Most of the women he has played with have mental problems, and his reputation in the circle is extremely bad.
Immediately afterwards, a tall and strong police officer hugged a woman tightly wrapped in a hotel white sheet. The woman seemed to have no bones, her limbs and head were hanging limply, her slightly curly long hair fluttered in the air, exposing the two legs of the sheet, and her snow-white skin was stained with bright red blood.
The strong contrast between white and red makes the hearts of the bystanders tremble.
Seeing this scene, He Jifan probably guessed what happened, but Fang Tianyu's backstage was tough, and no one dared to do anything to him after committing crimes for so many years. I don't know what happened this time.
He Jifan got out of the car and subconsciously looked into the arms of the policeman.
At the last moment when the policeman stuffed the woman into the police car, he saw Dou Weier's bloodless face.
Instantly.
It was like a thunderbolt crashing into his mind, leaving his mind blank for a moment.
The cigarette that He Jifan was holding in his mouth somehow fell to the ground, he rushed over like crazy, and snatched Dou Weier from the policeman's arms.
"Vivier!"
The girl's eyes were closed tightly, her face was as pale as paper, and her breathing was weak, as if she was going to die at any time.
"Sir, please don't interfere with official duties, the victim needs to be rushed to the hospital for treatment!" The tall police officer who was holding Dou Weier snapped.
The three words 'victim' were like sharp knives, piercing He Jifan's heart hard.
Four and a half hours of flight.
As soon as the plane taxied to a stop on the runway, Ye Qingxin urged Jing Boyuan to call third uncle.
After getting the address of the hospital where Dou Weier was being treated, she rushed over without stopping.
At this time, Dou Wei'er had already been pushed out of the emergency room and sent to the VIP ward.
When Ye Qingxin arrived, she saw He Jifan sitting beside the hospital bed.
He was holding Dou Weier's hand, and the expression on his face was frighteningly heavy.
His expression made Ye Qingxin's heart skip a beat.
"He, He Jifan, Wei'er... is... is she okay?"
He Jifan didn't seem to hear, staring closely at Dou Weier's almost transparent white face, various emotions were violently tumbling in those frivolous and sentimental eyes in the past.
Self-blame, heartache, hatred, guilt...
Seeing that he was indifferent to her words, Ye Qingxin turned around and ran towards the nurse's desk.
Enduring unsteady panting, she asked the nurse on duty at the nurse's desk in a voice as calm as possible, "Is the patient named Dou Weier seriously ill?"
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Come, come, my little cuties are always smart, everyone come and guess what happened to Dou Weier, there will be a prize if you guess.
There are two updates, okay
Small theater (some Yao can't help but want to write a small theater every day):
after a long time.
One day, Fan and Vivier were shy in the room.
Vivier suddenly thought of something, and kicked a certain man's head (don't ask why Yao kicked his head, Yao is still a baby, Yao doesn't know...).
She asked angrily: "Speak! How many women have you done this before?"
A certain fan grabbed the tender little foot in front of him, pressed it down, and kissed Vivier's red lips.
for a long time.
Whispering in her ear: "You are the first one, others' are not as good-looking as yours."
Mou Yao: Is there a monthly pass? Got a review ticket? Can I have a vote, cuties