Not only did Yoko Yamada not answer, but she even turned off Miyamoto Iyo's mobile phone for me, and I couldn't dial it when I called back.

It's raining heavily here, many surrounding cities are in trouble, Yoko Yamada doesn't answer my calls, and it's unknown when the flight will resume.

Not long after, Lu Yuxin called me again and asked if I had arrived successfully, and I told her with tears and laughter. I was trapped in Shanghai, and I didn't listen to Yoko Yamada's explanation, and I was already furious.

Lu Yuxin in turn comforted me that there was at least one day left, and it was impossible to extend the flight delayed by the typhoon for twenty-four hours under normal circumstances, as long as I could board the plane, even if I didn't arrive in time, Yoko Yamada would not be so ruthless.

However, for the whole day, the wind and rain were sometimes heavy and sometimes light, but there was no sign of completely stopping, I counted the time almost every hour, and by the evening, the wind and rain had subsided, but we still did not receive notice from the airline.

This is Lu Yuxin called me again, saying that it was also starting to rain on our side, and asked me when I would board the plane, I really wanted to cry without tears.

Lu Yuxin reminded me again. If you really can't do it, you can call Michiko Miyamoto directly and ask her to come forward to dissuade Yoko Yamada.

I was really blindfolded by anger, why didn't I think that Michiko Miyamoto, Yoko Yamada was her bodyguard, even if it didn't work, at least I could find an excuse to stop Yoko Yamada from going to the hospital.

Thinking of this, I didn't wait for Lu Yuxin to finish speaking, I hung up the phone, and quickly dialed Michiko Miyamoto's phone, but I didn't expect her to answer at all, and after a while she sent me a text message: It's inconvenient now, I'll call you back later.

I can understand this, she is now basically sitting at home as a full-time wife, supporting Miyamoto's campaign with all her might, sometimes meeting guests, sometimes attending meetings, etc., and it is normal for me to be inconvenient to answer the phone, so I have to wait in the hotel irritably.

At this time, Song Nina called me suddenly, and I didn't really want to answer it, because Michiko Miyamoto would reply anytime and anywhere, but she called three times in a row, and I had to answer.

"What's the matter, I don't know anyone when I just flew into the sky, do I?"

"No, I've been waiting for a very important call, what's the matter?"

"Oh, I just want to ask why you didn't come to class today, is it because you're afraid that I'll let you be a model, so you avoid me and won't come for the past two days?"

"No, I have a little urgent matter waiting to be done, not to mention the two days of classes, I'm afraid I won't even be able to take the school exam."

"What's the matter?"

"It's hard to talk on the phone, I'll hang up if it's okay, I'm really waiting for a very important call."

"Okay then."

Although I can hear Song Nina's helplessness and disappointment. But I couldn't care so much anymore, so I hung up the phone quickly, and didn't even turn on the TV, for fear of missing the ringtone of the phone, and then lay quietly on the bed, anxiously waiting.

The rain outside the window didn't stop though. But it was much more stable than before, and I felt much better when I heard the customers in the next room shouting that this climate should be able to take off, as long as it was before three or four o'clock tomorrow morning, I could rush to the door of the operating room of the hospital on time. It can't be any later.

And it's still early evening, and I still have nearly ten hours ahead of time.

At this time, Lu Yuxin called me again, although I knew that she was out of concern, but I was still very irritable, because I only want to see Michiko Miyamoto's mobile phone number now, but she can't help but answer her call.

I immediately clicked on my phone. Without waiting for her to speak, she preemptively said: "I'm waiting for Michiko Miyamoto's reply now, the plane hasn't taken off yet, and I will definitely call you before I board the plane." ”

Lu Yuxin understood my mood very well at this time, so she didn't blame me for being impatient, and just said "yes" today. Immediately hung up the phone.

The wait was long, but after twenty minutes, Michiko Miyamoto gave me a reply, but I felt as if a century had passed.

"Hey, is it Mrs. Miyamoto?"

Michiko Miyamoto smiled: "Now that there is no one around, there is no need to be so serious." ”

I quickly changed my words and said, "Michiko, there is something you must help with, see if you can find a way to hold Yoko Yamada and don't let her leave your side tomorrow morning anyway, okay?" ”

Michiko Miyamoto asked rhetorically, "Is Yoko Yamada pregnant with your child?" ”

I was stunned: "How do you know she's pregnant with a baby?" ”

"She seems to have reacted very strongly in the last two days, I asked her what was wrong, she actually told me that she had eaten something bad, and said that she would go to the hospital to see a doctor tomorrow morning, and now you called me in a hurry, and asked me to hold her back, which proves that my judgment is right, she is not only pregnant with a child, but also that the child is yours."

I hurriedly said, "Michiko." Don't let her go to the hospital, I've already bought a ticket to Kyoto, but the problem is that there is a typhoon here, and the flight is delayed indefinitely, please find a way to hold her back anyway. ”

Michiko Miyamoto smiled: "In the past, I thought you were very simple, but I didn't expect you to be so snobbish, when you ask me for something, you will be low, and when you have nothing to do, you will even ignore me." ”

"Who said that?"

"Do you need anyone to say? You've been to Kyoto twice since you left last time, and you didn't even call me if you didn't see me? ”

"No," I quickly explained, "the first time was to save people." Time is running out. The second time Idai kept following me, I didn't have a chance. Besides, you follow Mr. Miyamoto to give speeches every day, am I not afraid of disturbing you? ”

Michiko Miyamoto sighed: "He speaks every day, but I'm fine, I'm really annoyed to death." ”

"Then I'll accompany you this time. Michiko, I beg you to think of a way tomorrow anyway, and don't let Yoko Yamada go to the hospital. ”

"She's going to get rid of the baby, right?"

"Yes."

"The problem is that you can stop it for a while, but you can't stop it for a lifetime?"

"As long as she doesn't go to the hospital tomorrow to get rid of the baby, everything else is fine, and I have a way for her to give birth to the baby."

"Okay!" Michiko Miyamoto said, "Then I'll try to hold her back, and tell me as soon as you get on the plane." ”

"Not as much as possible, but definitely, you must drag her down, I must tell you before I board the plane."

"That's it."

After making this call, a stone in my heart finally landed, and I quickly called Lu Yuxin back. first apologized to her, and then told her about the phone call with Michiko Miyamoto.

Lu Yuxin was really happy for me, and at the same time let me stay in the hotel to rest, and after I dealt with things with Yoko Yamada, I must be the first to call her.

This is of course a must, and I reassured her to wait for my good news.

After the phone at night. I had turned on the TV, relaxed in bed and watched, and fell asleep after a while.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, I received a notice from the airline that the plane would take off at 1 a.m., and at the same time two buses were waiting outside the hotel, and all our passengers immediately took the bus, and at the moment before boarding, I sent text messages to Yoko Yamada, Idai Miyamoto, Lu Yuxin, Michiko Miyamoto and Qian Ying, telling them that I had taken off.

I can't care about Yoko Yamada and Miyamoto Iyo's mobile phones, whether they are still turning off or blocking my status, how can I be safer when I send a message, what if they turn it on at night or tomorrow morning?

At the same time as sending the message, I also took a picture of my passport and plane ticket and sent them together.

At about seven o'clock in the morning, the plane slowly landed at Kyoto Airport, and it seemed that Miyamoto Iyo's mobile phone had been turned off, otherwise she would have known that I had arrived at the airport, and she would have given me an unexpected surprise like last time.

But when I walked out of the waiting hall of the airport, there was no acquaintance outside the door to greet me, I immediately took out my mobile phone and quickly dialed Michiko Miyamoto's mobile phone number.

As soon as I turned around, two big men in the West, one of them holding one of my arms, was about to struggle. Not only are his limbs weak, but his eyes are black, and he is planted directly on the ground.

But because the two of them had already held me up, I didn't fall down, but was dragged into an SUV and drove away from the airport in a puff of smoke.

I was blindfolded all at once. What are these two Westerners holding me hostage? And judging from their movements and skills, they were definitely well-trained, and a hint of ominous thought flashed through my mind at that time, could it be that Mrs. Jones was also pregnant with my child?

Because I knew in an instant that these two Westerners must be Jones's men, and I also helped Jones to get involved with Miyamoto, not only did I have no enmity with him, but also thanks to him and his CIA, and he still owes me a villa.

But apart from him, I really can't imagine which Westerner I have offended, if these two Westerners are really his subordinates, he has only one reason for me first, that is, her wife is pregnant with my child.

Originally, I didn't think about it, mainly because Yoko Yamada's incident made me draw inferences, if Jones really found out that I cuckolded him, I really wouldn't be able to get out so easily this time.

I wanted to run the Xiao Zhou Dan Technique for detoxification immediately, but it was too late. When I was just sinking into the dantian, I fainted, and by the time I woke up, I didn't know what time it was.

In a room with no external windows, my limbs and body were held to a bed by countless iron rings, and the face of a beautiful Western female military doctor slowly turned from blurry to clear in my eyes.

She pulled the needle out of my arm, apparently giving me an antidote, and then put it away, twisting her hips exaggeratedly and walking out.

When she opened the door, Jones walked in from the outside, twisted her hips, and when she was out, Jones closed the door and walked to the bed and looked at me with a smile.

It seems that my judgment is not correct at all, that Jones sent someone to take me hostage, but it is not for his wife's business, I do not know.

I could only smile back at his smile, because I knew that he didn't speak Mandarin and I didn't speak English.

Jones immediately walked over to a table beside the bed, took a remote control from it, and pressed it against the top of the bed on which I was lying, and a square box the size of a television screen suddenly opened on the ceiling.

Then he pressed it again, and the TV screen immediately appeared when I and his wife were making out at his house, and after watching it, I could only smile bitterly, but I didn't expect that he had installed a monitor in his own home, and I didn't know if he was cheated by him or his wife.

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