When An Yirou woke up, her body was violently jolting, and she moved, and found that she was tied hand and foot, with duct tape on her mouth, and it was pitch black all around, and she couldn't see anything, as if it was a van.

How did she end up here?

She tried hard to remember, and her memory slowly recovered. Li Ziyan: What is this going to do?

The car bumped for a while, the road stabilized, and I don't know how long I drove, and the car stopped.

An Yirou's heart also pinched. Is she going to die like this?

The door of the carriage opened, and the lights outside were dazzling, and An Yirou found that there were still a few girls like rice dumplings tied in the carriage.

A woman outside held up a flashlight and looked them through. Then nodded with satisfaction: "It's all good this time, let's talk about the price." ”

The door of the carriage was shut, and it was pitch black again.

An Yirou's heart also sank to the bottom, although it seemed that her life could be saved, but it was not optimistic, Li Ziyan actually sold her to human traffickers.

Lee Zi-yeon!!

Although the scene is a bit unexpected, it can show that she is safe at the moment. All she can do at the moment is try to calm herself down and wait and see what happens.

Soon after, the doors opened again, and someone got into the car to untie their ropes and push them out of the car.

It's like an underground parking garage. Several girls stood in a row.

The, the woman with bewitching makeup brushed everyone like a brush, and then cleared her throat: "My surname is Xu, you can call me Sister Xu." You also probably understand what I do, obediently I heard, no one should think about it, otherwise, don't blame Sister Xu for being ruthless. ”

Everyone was already overfrightened, who dared to talk more.

Sister Xu saw that everyone was quite honest, so she nodded with satisfaction.

With a wave of his hand, several big men with guns escorted the girls up an elevator to a floor.

When they reached a floor, someone told them the rules here, such as: no private escape, no private customer reception, no private communication, etc. In short, be a piece of wood and be well fiddled with.

In the past few days, An Yirou has not been anywhere except for her room and rehearsal place, and she has not even spoken a word.

I can't see the sun, the moon doesn't know, I don't know day or night.

They are here, just like in another world, life is like ants, even if they die, they are silent.

This floor seems to be completely enclosed, and people with guns follow them in and out, and there is no possibility of escape if no one rescues them.

But who will come to save her, she has no relatives in this world. It's even more desperate to think of this.

couldn't help but think of Feng Yutian, thinking of him, An Yirou couldn't help laughing at herself, it seems that she is too lacking in love, so she will think of him and believe his words.

When the accident happened, she called him, and the phone rang for so long, and he didn't answer.

How sincere can he be with her?

In the few days we got along, we spent the most time together. With such a simple and pure relationship, what illusion can she have.

Shake her hair and leave that little bit of sourness behind, now she doesn't need self-pity, what she needs is to think about how to protect herself and how to escape.

On this day, Sister Xu suddenly came, called An Yirou aside, and asked with a smile: "Look at your temperament and skills, have you ever practiced ballet?" ”

An Yirou understood a thing or two when she saw Sister Xu's mother Sang's smile, and it seemed that her debut in her career as a girl was coming.