The mountain road was rugged all the way, Wen Xiulan vomited all the way, and she felt that her bile was about to be vomited out.

After a long, long time of confusion, the undulating car finally stopped.

She was dragged out of the car by a strong hand, and she felt a chill on her body.

Arriving at her destination, the man rudely lifted her black hood.

Wen Xiulan opened her eyes, only to see the man in front of her, wearing a mask from the Peking Opera mask, looking at his figure, vigorous and stylish, as if he had practiced martial arts.

"What did you bring me here for?" As soon as the cotton in Wen Xiulan's mouth was taken away, she shouted in a sharp voice, her eyes full of terror.

"You just need to sue me, who instructed you to install the camera in Liu Bingqing's room, and I will let you go, otherwise, the next second" The man pushed Wen Xiulan violently. Only then did Wen Xiulan see that she was standing on the top of a steep and straight mountain that stretched into the clouds.

If you fall from here, you will surely die.

Wen Xiulan was so frightened that she trembled, the man with the mask looked very cold, since she dared to bring her here, it was definitely not just to scare and scare.

"I also take people's money, and a good man spares his life." Wen Xiulan was so frightened that tears squeezed out of her fat eyes.

"Say!" The man pushed her hard again. The loose stones under Wen Xiulan's feet fell into the abyss with a clatter.

She was so frightened that her legs trembled, it stands to reason that this is just the plot that appeared in an idol drama, how could she be bumped into by herself, God, send a prince, help me.

"I don't know who that person is" Wen Xiulan trembled with fright, her fat face was black and red with tears.

"Say it or not!" The man grabbed Wen Xiulan's collar with one hand and lifted her up.

Wen Xiulan's face was flushed, and she hurriedly waved her hand: "Hero, you rob money or sex, I have money, as long as you let me go back, I will sell the house and land to give you money, okay?" Please, please, old age, hold up your noble hands"

Just then, the man's phone rang. The man led Wen Xiulan with one hand, reached into his trouser pocket with the other hand and touched the mobile phone, and when he looked at the caller, he swiped the dial-through button and put the mobile phone to his ear.

"You mean, no?" The man's originally strict face was even more solemn when he heard the order on the phone!

"I see." When he hung up the phone, he let go of Wen Xiulan.

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Yesterday, after the man in black left, Jiang Yefan carried Bingqing to the bedroom, covered her with a quilt, and left.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, he returned to his villa.

He took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, and he was the only one in the spacious and quiet room.

Aunt Zhou, who helps clean the house, leaves on time at seven o'clock every night.

The sound of his shiny black leather shoes on the floor was clearly discernible.

He strode towards the bathroom, ripped off the tie around his neck, and was unbuttoning his sleeve when the cell phone rang in the living room.

Turning his face sideways, his footsteps lingered for a moment.

Picking up his suit and flipping out his phone, he looked at the caller ID, closed his lips tightly, swiped the dial-through button, and then turned on the speakerphone.

"What's the matter?" As soon as the call was connected, he blurted out his cold and heartless words.

"The endorsement of Yoyo Software is exclusively given to Chi Xing. As for that ice, don't use it. ”

A thick male voice came out of the phone, speaking straight to the point, without the slightest bit of mud and water, and the voice sounded with a majesty that was not angry but majestic.

Before Jiang Yefan could speak, on the phone, the middle-aged man's male voice rang again.

"Guan Lingye is an old ginger, don't offend him for an unworthy little girl, not to mention that there is never a shortage of women around you."

Eno Fan pursed his lips and did not speak. On the phone, he said:

"If there's nothing going on, rest early." The last four words are said with emotion, like concern.

As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, Jiang Yefan's mobile phone was ruthlessly thrown onto the soft leather sofa by him.