Wen Qiao never doubted him, and the cigarette that was removed made her blindly believe the waiter's words.

It wasn't until she found that the door was locked and couldn't be twisted at all after a few twists, that she recalled the scene that had just happened, and the waiter's approach was too appropriate, which made her let down her guard.

She couldn't understand why she was locked in this room, who locked her up, what was the purpose of the person who locked her, what did the person who locked her have anything to do with Lu Yunzheng, countless similar questions popped out of Wen Qiao's mind, destroying her already chaotic thoughts.

I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out, but I let myself get into a dead end.

She tensed her back nervously and searched the room for a while, but couldn't find the camera in a hidden location, first ruling out that it was a surprise or a prank.

Time passed minute by minute, the temperature in the room was deceptively high, and the sealing was very good, Wen Qiao was so hot that his brain was a little mixed up, and he had no clue. A layer of sweat oozed from the tension on the wings of her nose, which pooled into large ones and rolled down.

Wen Qiao forced herself to calm down, and then stuck to the door panel to listen to the movement in the hallway, it was quiet outside, and after waiting for a while, she didn't hear footsteps, she became more and more nervous, and felt that her heart was about to burst out of the eardrum, causing a pounding echo.

It was impossible to wait for someone to open the door, Wen Qiao dispelled this thought, took out his mobile phone and began to dial.

She dialed Lu Yunzheng's number, and there was still a mechanical prompt on the other end that the other party had turned off the phone. Wen Qiao's fingers holding the phone tightened, too hard, the nail cover was pressed out of a gray white, and the thin skeleton on the back of the hand was obviously raised.

Wen Qiao hung up the phone, patted his head, dialed Wen Yu's phone number, just rang a few times, there was a prompt that the other party was busy, and the call back was already on the phone, Wen Qiao dialed four or five times in a row and prompted a blind tone, maybe he was really busy, Wen Qiao gave up looking for Wen Yu for help.

She directly dialed Li Zhun, and Li Zhun was connected, but there were a few rings and no one answered, which made Wen Qiao very uneasy.

Just when she was about to hang up and think of other ways, Li Zhun's phone rang, and then a young male voice came from the receiver: Sister?

Wen Qiao was a little excited in his heart, and asked unsteadily: What about Brother Li Zhun?

He Xingyu whispered: My brother went out, and his mobile phone was left at home. Sister, do you have something to do?

Wen Qiao's little flame of hope that had just been ignited was extinguished by He Xingyu's basin of cold water, and he drooped his eyes and asked: Then do you know where he went?

He Xingyu said: I don't know, my brother has been out for a while.

He has a sensitive personality since he was a child, and he is very good at observing words and feelings, and after speaking, he felt that Wen Qiao's mood was wrong, and he whispered to temptation, sister, is something wrong with you?

Although He Xingyu is in junior high school, she is still a child, she is locked up, even if He Xingyu comes, he may not even be able to enter the door.

Wen Qiao didn't want to say it, but she was silent, and He Xingyu decided that she was in trouble, and asked and refused to hang up the phone.

Wen Qiao later sighed and said, "I've been locked in the Twin Star Restaurant." I can't find it Li Zhun and your brother-in-law.

He Xingyu paused for a second, is it a landmark twin star building?

Wen Qiao snorted, afraid that He Xingyu would worry about what he was doing, so he advised: You wait obediently at home, and tell him when he comes back. May I?

He Xingyu patted his chest and said that he would tell Li Zhun as soon as he got home, and he also learned to comfort Wen Qiao in the tone in which Li Zhun comforted him before.

Wincho smiled. She's not a child anymore.

Hanging up the phone, Wincho fell into a state of blind anxiety as she couldn't figure out why someone had locked her here.

Thin sweat oozed from the back, wetting the silk skirt and sticking to the body very uncomfortable.

She frowned, and suddenly two voices of conversation came from outside the door: Fan Minmin is too happy, isn't it the first time someone has chartered an entire revolving restaurant for her?

I heard that the man's surname is Lu, and he is from Nancheng, and he has a big head.

As soon as the man finished speaking, others chimed in: When you become Fan Minmin's identity, someone will also give it to you.

The two laughed, and Wen Qiao's first thought was to rush to knock on the door.

She thought she could leave the room immediately, but who knows, her palms were red and painful, and no one came to ask, let alone open the door for her.

The voices of the two people who were talking had long since disappeared into the air.

Wen Qiao lowered her head in disappointment, grabbed her pantothenic wrist and rubbed it, slowly moved back to the sofa to sit, she took a sip of flower tea and moistened her dry throat.

When you just knocked on the door, you shouted, and the people in the corridor seemed to have not heard, and suddenly a fear climbed up from the heel along the nerves and went straight to the Tianling Gai.

She poured tea nervously, because she was too nervous, she coughed when swallowing, and the tea choked directly into the trachea, she covered her mouth and coughed, coughed her face red, and coughed up tears from the corners of her eyes.

She wiped the corners of her eyes with paper, and suddenly the lights in the room went out, and the lively sound of the TV came to an abrupt end, and the whole room fell into quiet darkness.

Wen Qiao sat with her back straight, and even moved a few steps back, leaning against the back of the chair, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, she felt a cool breeze blowing in her throat.

Wen Qiao took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight, and a beam of white light was projected on the ground. A small lump is enough to illuminate Wen Qiao's partial vision.

Wen Qiao held up his phone, spun it around, and when he confirmed that there was no one else in the room except himself, the cold sweat that kept breaking out stopped.

She closed her eyes, trying to keep herself calm, not overly nervous and exhausted, sitting cross-legged, her mind in a mess, unable to calm down.

The phone rang, and she opened her eyes suddenly, the white light of the phone reflecting her face.

Wen Qiao saw that it was Li Zhun calling, took a deep breath, and quickly pressed the answer button.

Sister. He Xingyu tentatively shouted: I am Xingyu.

Wen Qiao was stunned for a second, heard a hurried horn sound on He Xingyu's side, and asked eagerly: Xingyu, are you going out?

He Xingyu said honestly: Sister, I waited for a while and didn't wait for Brother Li Zhun, I'm worried about you, you said that your brother-in-law is in Gemini, then I will wait for him downstairs.

Wen Qiao didn't know what to say for a while, he was worried that He Xingyu would not be safe to go out alone, and just wanted to persuade him to go back, He Xingyu said: Sister, I saw my brother-in-law.

So fast?

In the next second, He Xingyu's tone changed, sister, I saw my brother-in-law enter the door with a woman.

Wen Qiao's heart was pinched, as if he had been pinched lightly or severely, not painful but sour and uncomfortable.

Wen Qiao took a breath and tried his best not to let He Xingyu hear his emotions, did you read that right?

She didn't believe that Lu Yunzheng would appear here with other women. As long as He Xingyu casually said that I was wrong, she would believe it.

However, He Xingyu gasped, lowered his voice and said: I was not mistaken, they just got out of the car, and I chased after him for a while, and it was indeed my brother-in-law.

Wen Qiao seems to have been punched, and his whole body hurts, what does that woman look like?

She knew that it was not good to ask He Xingyu like this, but she couldn't help it, curiosity was about to devour her, and she realized that she would be shaken subconsciously, and she would make up what kind of woman Lu Yunzheng would bring to celebrate the holiday.

He Xingyu said: Wearing a slit skirt. It's beautiful, but it's not as beautiful as my sister.

Wen Qiao was stunned and had no time to care about his flamboyant tongue, and Fan Minmin's appearance appeared in his mind, she was wearing a slit skirt in the afternoon, it wouldn't be so coincidental, right?

Who was the person who locked her up here?

I want to hide it, but I'm still afraid that things will be revealed.

Wen Qiao made countless assumptions, and among these countless assumptions, there was only one truth that could not be ignored, that is, she included Lu Yunzheng as the object of suspicion.

Once a man she believed in. At the moment, she is suspected as the mastermind behind the scenes, and she has not been able to find evidence to clear the suspicion.

Wen Qiao hung up the phone, pressed the phone, and the room was dead dead again.

Her rapid, suppressed breathing echoed in her ears.

Wen Qiao felt that she was not very good, she was not very scared when she was locked up, and she was not very scared when she had no way to ask for help, she thought that Lu Yunzheng would definitely look for her if she found out that she was missing. But when she heard He Xingyu bluntly say that Lu Yunzheng was with someone who looked like Fan Minmin, her hands trembled in fear, and her emotions reached a critical point of collapse.

Facing He Xingyu, he can still endure it, at this moment. There was no one around, only a hollow darkness, staring at her like a monster, she couldn't hold back any longer, and wept silently.

When the tears flowed down her cheeks and rolled to her lips, and the salty taste broke into her mouth, she suddenly woke up and wiped her tears in a panic.

If Lu Yunzheng really celebrates the holidays with other women. Whether it's a business or a private matter, crying won't solve any problem at all.

Wen Qiao blinked, and a layer of moisture was in his eyes, blocking his vision.

The feeling of onset came up, she tilted her head and couldn't breathe, scratching her scalp anxiously, a noisy feeling rushed in her body, shouting and rushing, she was not satisfied with scratching her scalp, she felt that the emotion was about to come out through the skin, she pinched her arm hard, not knowing the pain, until the skin was red, her eyes widened and she felt extremely excited.

There is a voice in my head calling that you are a burden, you are a burden to everyone, you have caused her to lose the core project, you are his drag, you are useless and you will not die, you can not do anything, you will hurt him. He turned against his good brother for you, and it was all because of you.

Wincho screamed, covering his ears in an attempt to dislodge the voice from the depths. Covering his ears, the voice shouted in his ear canal.

She gasped for breath, her hands slipped from the top of her head, and gradually grasped her neck, pressing the carotid artery with her mouth, and she could feel the artery beating vividly through the thin skin.

The voice sounded in her ears again, she closed her eyes, and slowly tightened the strength of her hands, and at that moment, she felt countless pairs of large hands squeezing the air in her lungs in unison. She opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue but couldn't exchange breaths, and the liquid in her eyes rolled all over her face.

I don't know how long it took, she let go of her hand and collapsed on the ground and gasped frantically, snorting and grinding her chest and throat, and dialed the police while her consciousness was controllable in a short period of time.

The wait was long, and when she felt her eyes swell, the hallway was filled with the sound of messy and rapid footsteps.

The upper grinds slightly on the smooth floor, and the sound is soft and deep. It was enough to step on Wen Qiao's last tense nerve.

She slumped on the ground, drained of her strength by the previous life-and-death battle, and even struggled to lift her eyelids, she simply closed her eyes.

The sound of opening the door was not soft, and there was a loud bang, which made Wen Qiao's eyelashes tremble in fright.

The door was kicked open, Lu Yunzheng stood at the door with a blank look, the room in front of him was pitch black, the light behind him was pouring out, he stood on the bright junction line, and the expression on his face was hidden for a moment.

Wen Qiao heard someone call her name, opened her eyes and glanced at the door, the tall man blocked the light, and she could tell that he was the person she was looking for by a vague outline, even in the dim environment, it became clear.

Her consciousness was forcibly stripped of at that moment.

The dry voice was weak and pitiful, and she shouted in a low voice: Brother Zheng.

Lu Yunzheng strode over, hooked his legs and waist to pick her up, and walked quickly outside. The police led them out, and Lu Yunzheng's face was so dark that he couldn't see it.

The person in charge of the restaurant kept bowing his head and apologized: Sorry, Mr. Lu, we didn't find out in time that the door lock of the lounge was broken.

Li Zhun hurriedly came, he was stunned and sweated, and when he landed Yun Zheng's face, he didn't dare to take a breath, glanced at Wen Qiao and asked: What's the matter.

Lu Yunzheng glanced at Li Zhun and said: You can ask them. They naturally refer to the people of the restaurant.

When Wen Qiao woke up in the hospital bed, he was surrounded by a dazzling white color, and the smell of disinfectant water was extremely strong.

Wen Qiao frowned. Feeling cold in her arm, she looked up and saw the liquid potion, and then realized that she was in the hospital.

Soon, she saw the man beside the bed, leaning forward, holding her other hand, against his forehead, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wen Qiao withdrew his hand, Lu Yunzheng immediately noticed it, clenched the hand she wanted to withdraw, did she wake up, is it still uncomfortable?

He could hardly forget that the doctor sighed and said: the patient has a history of medical history, although it is within the controllable range, but the patient's high mood or fear may cause the patient to become ill. Why don't you pay attention? The patient can no longer be irritated.

Lu Yunzheng regretted and blamed himself, when he was contacted and rushed to the room, he saw Wen Qiao lying on the ground curled up in a ball, and a hole opened in his heart, bleeding from the ground, and he had the heart to kill.

Wen Qiao stared straight at Lu Yunzheng, and the other party's eyes were red. His eyes were full of red blood, the white shirt on his body was crumpled, and the hem of his shirt was pulled out of the waistband of his pants, obviously not as decent as he was on a date.

Wen Qiao began to blame himself again, look, he is such an arrogant person, and now because you have become unseemly, you are a drag.

It's a drag.

The voice shouted in his heart, torturing Wen Qiao's will as Lu Yunzheng tried to see her expression clearly. She quickly turned her gaze away and closed her eyes.

Lu Yunzheng thought that Wen Qiao was feeling uncomfortable again, so he asked a few times in a low voice, but he didn't get a response.

He tucked the quilt, wrapped her in his arms, ran his fingers through the sweaty hair on her forehead, and then leaned over to imprint a kiss on her forehead.

Wen Qiao's eyelids moved, and her eyelashes fluttered, but she still refused to open them.

Lu Yunzheng's fingers crossed her ear weakly, and he sighed very lightly, but it was a pity that he was still heard by the keen Wen Qiao.

She opened her eyes, her watery eyes looked at Lu Yunzheng, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she felt uncomfortable, and she couldn't say a complete sentence, you ......

Seeing that she finally had the will to speak, Lu Yunzheng asked first: Why are you in Gemini?

He was anxious about Wen Qiao's condition before, and he had no time to take care of anything else, so he took a serious look at Wen Qiao at this time, although the makeup was spent, he could see that she had been carefully dressed up, and she was wearing clothes that did not belong to her.

Lu Yunzheng's heart tightened, and his chest felt like he had been pinched, and he felt a faint pain.

Wen Qiao looked at him, his eyes showed a straightforward sadness, very desolate and pitiful, like the eyes of being abandoned.

She pulled her hand out of his hand, got into the quilt and pulled the fabric, rubbing it back and forth in the palm of her hand, until the laundry was wet, and then she spoke: Who is that woman?

Lu Yunzheng was stunned for a moment, and the subtle change in the expression on his face was so fast that people couldn't see it.

Lu Yunzheng did not answer directly, and asked rhetorically: Who told you?

Wen Qiao didn't answer, turned his head to look at the void on the floor, and said coldly: You told me it was a coincidence. And I believed.

After a long silence, Lu Yunzheng thought about what happened tonight, thought of Wen Qiao who fell to the ground, and also thought of her illness and said weakly: It's really just a coincidence......

I believe. Before he could continue, Wincho interrupted him.

Wen Qiao propped up his eyelids and glanced out of the ward. I want to go to the toilet.

Lu Yunzheng held the potion in one hand and helped Wen Qiao get out of bed with the other, and then carried her to the bathroom, hung the medicine on the hook, and Wen Qiao kicked him out.

Closing the door, Wen Qiao lifted his eyelids and glanced at himself in the mirror.

A crimson ring on the neck was terrifying, obvious hand pinching marks, hair was scattered, makeup was crying like a palette, and eyes were swollen like peaches. I was scared back a few steps when I saw it.

She didn't dare Lu Yunzheng's reaction when she saw her ghostly appearance, she should have been afraid.

Wen Qiao poured some water on her face, the makeup on her face was mixed and scary, she pulled the paper and touched it randomly, which was even more scary than before.

Wen Qiao covered his face and cried, crying silently, and when he was very sad, he would only shake his shoulders.

Lu Yunzheng knocked on the door outside, Qiaoqiao, do you need my help?

Wen Qiao rubbed his face with paper. Her eyes were redder than before, she wiped them indiscriminately, and said in a sullen voice: No, I'm fine.

Opening the door, Lu Yunzheng's eyes were nailed to her face, and his eyes showed regret and love.

He took her out, helped her to the hospital bed, walked to the bedside, and said in a low voice: I'm sorry.

Wen Qiao's emotions tightened suddenly, like a person on the verge of hysteria, and his eyes widened and looked at Lu Yunzheng: What are you doing when you say you're sorry?

A touch of pain flashed in Lu Yunzheng's eyes, and he blurted out eagerly: Don't break up.

How could he break up, what happened today is very complicated and dramatic, and the point is that there is no way to explain it. He didn't know how much Wen Qiao knew, or what kind of truth she was instilled by whom, so that she would be stimulated to get sick and ask about breaking up.

Just as the two were at a stalemate, a crisp knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Both looked towards the door at the same time.

Fan Minmin's slender figure appeared at the door of the ward, she held a bouquet of flowers, leaned over to look in, and knocked on the door with her curled fingers, can I come in?