"Please wait a moment."
Ye Luorui gave Huo Muxuan a reassuring smile in return.
Huo Muxuan looked at Ye Luorui and his heart slowly calmed down. Having her by my side brings me a sense of happiness I never imagined before.
Jianye Luorui shook the room card in her hand and walked towards him.
The elevator didn't come down for a long time.
Ye Luorui touched her forehead anxiously: "Let's take the stairs. The room you are looking for is not on a high floor. That will be faster."
The two people stopped on the second floor.
"You go to 202." Ye Luorui threw the room card to Huo Muxuan, "Help me find a cloth bag. Blue and white."
"I'll come to 201. It's faster this way." Seeing that Huo Muxuan was worried, he smiled and said: "Door to door, don't close our door. If I want to run, you can see me. I said, I Won’t leave.”
Ye Luorui seemed to swear.
"Is this Jian Shaojun's room?" Huo Muxuan asked lightly. He was very excited that they didn't live in the same room. It was unlucky to ignore the flash of pain in Ye Luorui's eyes.
Ye Luorui walked to the room head-first, but her face completely lost the happy expression just now.
Thinking back to the conversation we just had with the front desk:
"Miss, I'm sorry, 601 and 602 were checked out a few days ago. There are new guests now. I can't let you in."
"But I left something very important in there."
"I'm sorry. When the room was being cleaned, nothing valuable was found. You can contact your husband to see if he saw it. Maybe he took it away."
She could still detect the gaze staring at her: "Miss, help me get the rooms on the bottom floor. Two rooms. Thank you." "Can 201 or 202 be used?"
"good"
…
Huo Muxuan rummaged around the room anxiously. However, the entire room was clean and there were no other clutter except the daily necessities that a hotel should have.
He turned around and glanced at the open door in confusion, but there was no movement. I felt vaguely uneasy.
"Sir, I'm here to bring you a bathrobe. There are also some meals. New guests staying in the hotel will..." There was a faint knock on the door. The man dressed as a waiter said with a smile.
"What did you say?" Huo Muxuan suddenly turned around and grabbed the waiter's collar.
"...bathrobe...meals..." the waiter said while looking at the man in front of him with sweat.
Huo Muxuan couldn't bear to listen. He grabbed the man in front of him and ran towards the room opposite.
"Ye Luorui. Ye Luorui..."
But no one in the room was answering.
The open windows let in the whooshing cold wind...
Ye Luorui was sitting in the taxi, her tears flowing out along with the wind pouring in from the car window.
Huo Muxuan. Take good care of Xiaohai. Do you remember? You said you wanted to marry me.
But you lied. You didn't marry me. You failed me once.
So I want it back. sorry. Huo Muxuan. sorry.
I lied to you. so…
We're even.
The taxi stopped on a relatively remote road.
Ye Luorui stepped out of the car steadily and told the driver to leave quickly.
Just cross the road, there is a dense weed under the road in the desert.
She was wandering through the weeds. Wherever it went, the grass was trembling faintly, forming waves one after another under the moonlight.
"Miss, I'm here to pick you up."
Suddenly, a palm stretched out from behind and covered Ye Luorui's mouth.
Her stopped heartbeat caused her to scream loudly. But it suddenly disappeared in this palm.
The appointed one nodded. There was silent determination in his eyes.
Then, the eyes were covered.
The familiar coldness on my wrist. She knew she was handcuffed again.
With the not-so-gentle tug of the handcuffs. Walk forward. Finally got into a car.
The road was bumpy.
When the cloth covering Ye Luorui's face was pulled off, what she saw was still the side hall that she last saw when she left.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time." A cold voice came from a room. Although I just heard such a sound today. But she is familiar with it.
Ye Luorui steadied her steps, got up and walked towards the back room with the person in front of her.
"Welcome back." The man leaned back leisurely in the chair with his eyes closed, but the corners of his mouth were raised in a confident arc, and his hair fell back with the arc of his head. What Ye Luorui was looking at was half of his face covered in scars.
Ye Luorui was dazed for a moment. That half of the face is very ferocious, but the curvature of the face is uniquely beautiful. The profile of his face is sharp and angular, like a handsome boy in a cartoon.
But this surprise was immediately replaced by a hoarse voice of "Woo...".
This is Zhang Tingqi's voice. Ye Luorui hurriedly followed the voice and looked around.
Zhang Tingqi's body was hung from the wooden beams. And the end of the rope was low in the man's hand.
"What are you doing?" Ye Luorui couldn't understand. Do these people still have humanity? How could you do this to a weak woman
(End of chapter)