Chen Zihao mentioned An Mubing, Yan Yihan suddenly remembered that when she first went home with An Mubing, Chen Xun was injured and sat on the sofa in the hall, and she heard the conversation between the two while going upstairs, including Chen Zihao and ......

"You're from the Thunderclouds?"

Yan Yihan frowned and looked at Chen Zihao and asked.

In fact, the moment she asked, she was already very sure, but she didn't understand why the people from the Thundercloud Group wanted to arrest her here.

Chen Zihao did not shy away from admitting, "Do you know what An Mubing told you about the Thundercloud Group?"

Yan Yihan's gaze began to become cold, "What are you trying to do when you arrested me?"

Since their target is not her, it must be An Mubing.

Thinking of An Mubing's cold and resolute face, Yan Yihan's heart began to ache.

"I don't want to do anything, just do what we should do!"

Chen Zihao didn't know when he also put on a smiling face, and he was serious.

Yan Yihan lowered his eyes slightly, and said tentatively, "If you arrested me to threaten An Mubing, then I advise you not to!"

"Oh?

Chen Zihao seemed to be interested.

Yan Yihan secretly adjusted his breathing and said in a low voice, "An Mubing and I have broken up, and now we have nothing to do with each other, his kind of person will not sacrifice anything for a woman!"

Chen Zihao nodded, was silent for a while, and then continued, "Yes, An Mubing is indeed that kind of person, cold-blooded, impersonal, and will not sacrifice himself for others!"

Raising his eyes to Yan Yihan's beautiful big eyes, Chen Zihao smiled faintly, and continued, "But it seems that Miss Yan seems to be an accident......

Yan Yihan frowned, he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Chen Zihao's gourd.

"At first, I also doubted whether it was useful to catch a woman who was imprisoned by An Mubing's side, but at this moment I was sure, it seems that I was betting on the right treasure!"

"It's because I owe him money, that's why he won't let me go, and now we have nothing to do with it, and I don't have the slightest binding force on him!"

Yan Yihan's fingers clenched, and his heartbeat began to become disordered.

"Miss Yan, don't try to make me give up anymore, since I can invite you here, I am completely sure, I heard that An Mubing's old injury recurred this time, but it happened in his own home, so can I speculate that this was done by the people around him?"

Chen Zihao looked at Yan Yihan with a probing eye, Yan Yihan held his breath and didn't say a word.

* * *

After being locked up in the building for three days, Ms. Yan lost contact with the outside world completely, and they took away her phone and only allowed her to watch TV.

They don't lock the door, but if it is not necessary, Yan Yihan will not easily step out of the door, after all, the entire building is full of people from the Thundercloud Group.

There were three knocks on the door.

Yan Yihan got up from the cot and reached out to open the door.

"Miss Yan, your lunch!"

A boy in his mid-twenties, holding a lunch box and a box of soup in his hands.

Yan Yihan nodded and took it, and said, "Thank you!"

The boy left, Yan Yihan closed the door and put the lunch box on the table, she reached out to open it, there was a whole salmon on top, and rice poured in soup below.

She's been hungry lately, and looking at the rice, her stomach is rumbling again.

Picking up the disposable chopsticks at hand, Yan Yihan took a mouthful of rice in his mouth, and the fishy smell of fish soup immediately filled his mouth.

"Vomit ......"

Putting down the chopsticks, Yan Yihan covered his mouth and opened the door and rushed out.

A group of men from the Thundercloud Group were sitting in the hall eating, and Chen Zihao had just come down from upstairs when he saw Yan Yihan bending over and running to the toilet.

He spoke up, "What's wrong with her?"

Everyone's eyes focused on the boy who delivered the meal just now, and the boy immediately waved his hand and said, "It's none of my business, I'm just in charge of delivering the food!"

Chen Zihao walked to the bathroom door, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, and said loudly, "Yan Yihan, are you okay?"

Yan Yihan bent down, spit out all the breakfast, reached out and pressed the flush, she went to the sink to wash it.

opened the door and saw Chen Zihao standing at the door, she said lightly, "It's okay."

Chen Zihao looked at Yan Yihan's pale face and frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Yihan shook his head and walked towards the room.

Chen Zihao followed behind Yan Yihan, and when he entered the house and saw the salmon takeaway that barely moved, he asked out loud, "You can't eat fish?"

Yan Yihan took a sip of water and nodded.

Chen Zihao stood by the door, stretched out his hand to greet a younger brother, and said, "Go buy some ...... for Miss Yan."

Looking back at Yan Yihan, "By the way, what do you like to eat?"

"It's good if it's not a fish!" Yan Yihan replied lightly.

"Then you go to the restaurant downstairs and buy all the dishes that aren't fish!"

The younger brother turned around and left.

Yan Yihan looked at Chen Zihao and said, "Thank you!"

Chen Zihao looked at Yan Yihan with a smile, "It's been bad to stay here for the past few days, right?

Chen Zihao treats her well, Yan Yihan knows, but now that the relationship between the two, she really doesn't know what kind of mood to use to face him.

"I want to draw, can you get me a sketchbook and brushes?"

Chen Zihao was a little surprised, but he quickly smiled and nodded in agreement.

During the period of being imprisoned, Yan Yihan lived a rare calm, either eating and sleeping or painting every day, and sometimes he didn't even know what time it was outside.

Until one day, Chen Zihao came back from injury.

She opened the door to go out to the toilet, just in time for a group of people from the Thundercloud Group to hula and go downstairs, and not long after, Chen Zihao was carried upstairs by two men in black.

His face turned pale, and a younger brother reached out to cover his waist, red blood gushing out from between his fingers.

"Vomit ......"

The smell of blood wafted to Yan Yihan's nose, and she suddenly felt a churn in her stomach, and she didn't dare to look at it anymore, so she hurriedly turned around and ran to the bathroom.

That night, the entire building poured upstairs and heard that Chen Zihao had been shot twice, one in the waist and one in the shoulder.

Yan Yihan sat in the hut and felt scared for the first time, they are the underworld, they will kill people, and they will ...... It is also possible to be killed.

That's when she was locked up here, she didn't sleep well the first night, and in the morning she was dazed, and she only heard a few strong kicks in the tin door.

Yan Yihan woke up from her dream, turned over and got up from the bed, she walked to the door and reached out to open the door.

There were four or five men in black standing by the door, their faces with a heavy murderous aura.

Yan Yihan was scared, she stepped back and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

One of the men stepped forward, grabbed Yan Yihan's hair, and said angrily, "What are you doing?

Yan Yihan was pulled by his hair, raising her little face, she frowned and said, "Let go! What do you want to do!"