The ransom negotiations do not appear to be going well.
When Bai Weiwei woke up, she saw Fu Yuheng knocking on the bed board, and her fingertips lightly fell to the edge of the bed.
There was no sound, and it was unusually calm and knocked down a little bit.
The young man's drooping eyes was unusually quiet, and he couldn't tell that he was kidnapped at all, and his beautiful profile was extremely pale.
He noticed her waking up.
Only after he got down, he reached out and rubbed her hair, "Don't be afraid later."
His voice was soft, even gentle.
Bai Weiwei stared at him, was silent for a while, and then suddenly said, "Are we going to be torn apart?"
Fu Yuheng didn't expect her to say this.
He was speechless, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
"Do you hate me even more? After all, I was just tearing me apart, but now it's hurting you."
Bai Weiwei rolled his eyes at him, "Are you scared? If I really die, I'll be looking for kidnappers. They're the murderers. It's none of your business. You're a victim just like me. If I become a ghost, I can only to kill those who killed me."
Fu Yuheng thought her words were cute.
Couldn't help teasing her.
"If we are killed at the same time, I will become a ghost like you, but I will seek revenge for those who killed us, okay?"
Bai Weiwei frowned: "You don't let me go even if you're a ghost?"
Fu Yuheng: "..."
Then he thought about it seriously, and nodded seriously.
"I won't let you go."
There was a strange look in Bai Weiwei's eyes.
"There is a reason for your success in business. Sign a care contract. If the contract does not pay off, you will have to collect debts when you die."
After speaking, she yawned.
Then crawled out of the quilt.
The clothes are wrinkled and the hair is messy.
For such a self, it's okay to take advantage of a few words orally to gain some favorability.
She was stunned that she couldn't stand it when she leaned over and seduced her.
After Bai Weiwei got up and sorted her messy clothes, there was a sudden noise from the door.
The gangster rudely began to unlock the large faint lock outside the door.
Fu Yuheng suddenly reached out and clenched Bai Weiwei's fingers, he seemed a little nervous.
The palms of the hands are wet with sweat.
Bai Weiwei frowned, her face paled a bit, she muttered in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, it's a big deal to be a hero again in 18 years."
Fu Yuheng glanced at her lightly, and was silent for a few seconds before responding softly.
"Um."
A simple um.
It was soft and a little sweet.
The door opened, and the gangster didn't even wear a mask or put on a mask.
All of them are ferocious, and at first glance they are the masters of murder.
Bai Weiwei's face turned pale, and her body began to tremble.
Fu Yuheng knew what she was afraid of.
After all, everyone knew that the gangsters didn't intend to hide their faces.
They will certainly not end well.
The gangster came over and scolded, "If you don't come out soon, do you want us to invite you?"
Fu Yuheng didn't react at all, he was neither afraid nor responded.
But his fingers gripped Bai Weiwei even harder.
The girl's fingertips were cold.
She was so scared.
When the two of them went out, Fu Yuheng finally couldn't help lowering his head and whispered to her, "Listen to me later, when I let you escape, don't mind me, just run out."
Bai Weiwei stared blankly, then looked up at him.
However, he saw that the young man's delicate jaw seemed to be a little tight.
He pursed his thin lips, and his lips were bright red. Although he looked good, he could see that he was not as sloppy as usual.